I just started reading Coraline by Neil Gaiman. It’s technically a children’s book, but I’ve heard so many people talking about it, so I gave it a shot anyway.
Besides, after reading the first 5 chapters, I think I can safely say that those button-eyed people would have scared the crap out of me as a child.
It’s like a horror-version of Alice in Wonderland. All the same weirdness (and the feeling that the child protagonist is probably on drugs), but it’s all creepy instead of whimsical. It even got a cat that talks but refuses to give clear answers!
After reading Good Omens during my Pratchett bender, and having followed Gaiman on Twitter for years, I have wanted to read some of his non-cowritten work for some time. If you’re a Gaiman fan yourself, what do you think I should read next of his?
Phew, been a few weeks since I did one of these, huh? It’s been a little too busy for me to get some proper reading done. But now things are calming down, so it’s time for me to get back to tackling my to-read pile!
Right now I’m reading Night Watch by Terry Pratchett, and despite it being a huge-ass mofo compared to the previous Discworld books, I doubt it will take long for me to finish it. I think I have stated this in previous installments of my Bookish Owl posts, but I love Pratchett’s City Watch books! I’m almost looking forward to finishing the whole Discworld-series (almost), just so I can go back and reread the ones with the Watch.
…and after that, the ones with Death. And then the ones with the Witches. And then most of the Rincewind ones.
Let’s face it. I’ll probably never be done with Discworld.
And, of course, here’s your owl photo!
I keep thinking Artemis will run out of weird poses for these, but he keeps surprising me. I would try to get him to perch on the book, if it didn’t mean I would have to switch to portrait framing for the photo (and if it didn’t mean he would shit down the back of my books…)
“I’m sure I’ll be fine,” she said, the venom lacing her words clashing with the pleasant smile she offered Vael before turning on her heels and walking away. Her yearning for physical training had been replaced by a strong desire to set Vael’s hair on fire and she wasn’t entirely sure Taelan would appreciate her burning down his subordinates.
To Selissa’s great relief, Vael took the hint that the conversation was over and didn’t follow her. Yet a small part of her felt a tiny bit disappointed that she didn’t give her an excuse to fling a ball of magical fire after her. A very small part of her, of course.
It was actually a rather disappointing sight. There were no sacrificial altars, no demonic symbols drawn on the floor, no cloaked acolytes chanting ancient spells. The room was bare, except from the torches, and Selissa wondered if she had finally found a villain without a sense for the dramatic. She was going to miss the monologues, though, seeing as those always cleared up a lot of confusion.
By the time this post goes live, I will have arrived at Moszna Castle in Poland after having been reading Blood of Elves by Andrzej Sapkowski on the plane (when not doing Sudokus…). But I didn’t want you to miss out on your grumpy owl photo, so I cheated and took this one yesterday!
Blood of Elves is, of course, the next book in the Witcher series, seeing as the sole reason I’m in Poland is to attend a Witcher-inspired LARP event.
As I’m writing this a little ahead of time, I haven’t started the book yet, so there’s not much more I can tell you about the story, but judging from the title…
It won’t end well for elves.
Anyway, I’ll be back home Sunday night, so I’ll see all of you once I emerge from my exhaustion-induced coma.
Hopefully this will be some time around Tuesday.
(Disclaimer to anyone who’s new to my blog and is not yet familiar with Artemis: The owl is fine, just weird as hell. Yesterday, apparently, he thought he was a hen.)