A Wizard of Earthsea I lent my girlfriend's brother. No, not Anna, my girlfriend of 15 years. He has been traveling with me and my library ever since and I had decided to read it until the next day. And, do you want me to say, I did not like much. Oh, yes, I know it's one of the great sagas of the fantasíay all that and that is a turning point against the archetypes of The Lord of the Rings and all those things, but I found no big deal. Put in another context, of course, but I spend a little as with Citizen Kane, a great movie if you put it in its historical context. Be read, of course, but the kind of narrative and language used (clearly influenced by Lord Dunsany but even in his dreams to height), the subject of personal journey of self-discovery of the protagonist, etc. .. . since I left a little cold. Zothique , Clark Ashton Smith, for example, I feel very superior, not to mention The Lord of the Night or Volkhavaar by Tanith Lee. Finally, the book is good, yes, and one of those things you need to read for its historical importance, just as we should read Asimov, but as much as ratings-winning GavilánTerry Pratchett (in Why Gandalf Never Married Unto places him as Gandalf and Merlin the magician archetype third), I do not follow the saga. If someone gives me ...
A Hat Full of Sky I lent Zor one day we went to his house to practice kinbaku (practice is a euphemism for "learning") and I back when I finish Ana if I get hit by an icebreaker. The phrase "great, like all Pratchetts" and is usual in this blog, but I particularly liked. A d & amp; iacute; to I have to releermelos all in English, and taking notes. Regardless of how much fun they are suggesting on the phenomenal things precious and beautiful mind of the author. I have already mentioned the excellent dialogue of Death and Susan Sto Helit the end of Hogfather on another site, and this time I can not resist quoting another gem metaphysical-religious Pratchett (this, of course, it is a analogy and metaphor subtly beautiful, beside which what does Ursula K. LeGuin is a slapstick for Americans) at a time in which two characters are discussing whether a third party (Granny Aching) was or was not a witch:
' (...) Would people look up sométima, look up at the hills, Knowing she Was There somewhere, and say to Themselves "What Would Granny Aching do?" or "What Would Granny Aching say if she found out?" or "Is this the sort Aching of thing Granny Would Be angry about? "'Said Miss Level. "Yes?"
Tiffany narrowed her eyes. It WAS true. She Had Remembered When Granny Aching pedlar who'd hit a historical overloaded donkey and WAS beating it. Usually Granny Used only words, and Not Many of Them. The Man Had Been so frightened by her sudden rage That Stood There and he'd taken it. It Had
Tiffany frightened, too. Granny, Who Seldom Said Without thinking anything about it for ten minutes Beforehand, the wretched man Had Twice struck across the face in a brief blur of Movement. Had And Then news got around, All Along the Chalk. For a while, at least, people Were a little more gentle With their animals. . . For months after That moment with the pedlar, carters and drovers and farmers "all across the downs Would Hesitate Before raising a whip or a stick, and think: Suppose Granny Aching is watching? But-
'How did you know that? "She said.
'Oh, I guessed. She sounds like a witch to me, whatever she Thought She Was. A good one, too. "
Tiffany inherited Inflated with pride.
'Did she help people? "Added Miss Level. The
a bi pride Deflatedt. The instant answer 'yes' Jumped onto her tongue, and yet. . . Hardly ever Granny Aching meat down off the hills, except for Hogswatch and the early lambing. Seldom You saw her in the village unless the pedlar Who Sold Jolly Sailor tobacco WAS late on historical rounds, in Which case she'd be down in a hurry and a flurry of greasy black skirts to cadge a pipeful off one of the old men. There wasn't
person
But on the Chalk, from the Baron down, Who Did not owe Something to Granny. And What They Owed to her, she made Them Pay to Others. She Always Knew Who Was short of a Favour or two.
'She Made Them Help One Another,' she said. 'She made Them Help Themselves. " & amp; quot;
really do not understand how there are people who do not like Terry Pratchett. Whether it's fun, whether you learn a lot by reading his books ( Making Money, for example, is a good lesson in economics), regardless of their characters ... is also occasionally let go beautiful pages, like that. Or at least to me speak to what little remains of my soul. Very good, leédoslo.
I, Paul of Tarsus was another of those books that languished in my library since, in 2006, dismounted betweentears of my grandfather and I stayed with one third or so of their specimens. As its name suggests, is a fictionalized autobiography of St. Paul and is pretty good. I have not found any fault or historical or theological, rather than licensing narrative logics and the assumption of certain facts and certain questionable about the historical Jesus ( although, of course, everything is debatable about the historical Jesus, to start not everyone believes that there really). Perhaps Paul is too humanized, in the sense that I do not think its more negative aspects (to start your misoginia) are adequately reflected in the character, but in general is a good book to be read. I particularly like explains the strained relations between St. Paul, apostle to the Gentiles, on the one hand, and the Church of Jerusalem, Santiago (very cleverly renamed Jacob to distinguish you from the apostles) and Peter at the head. A fun and interesting book for anyone who wants to know more about a figure that whatever is created in the background, it is undeniably crucial to the history of mankind. And that, contrary to what many people believe, incidentally, was never Pope.
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