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Tiny book reviews

Once again it has been a few months since I did this. And I've continued to read even as work got busy, which feels like a big accomplishment!

I feel like my brain has recovered a bit from the exhaustion of the last few (more than a few?) years, but let's see if I actually remember things about the books I read two months ago.

She Who Became the Sun, by Shelley Parker Chan

It was... okay? It's nice to get out of Fantasy-Europe, but it also didn't really pull me in. I guess it feels kind of lonely, if that makes sense? I like books where I can feel a web of characters liking and caring about each other, and this wasn't that.

Drachenglanz (Empire of Ivory), by Naomi Novik

One of those middle-of-the-series books that I pick up at the book bazaar to see if I like the style and the rest of the series is worth reading, and in this case, yes it is. Even though I had very little idea what was going on or who the characters were, it felt engaging enough that I want to read the rest.

Grass for his Pillow, by Lian Hearn

I remember little about this, except that it was a quick easy read and left me annoyed that I had not yet ordered the next book.

The Burning God, R.F. Kuang

I wanted to like this trilogy, and was interested enough in the plot to finish it, but it was too grim and bleak for me, and while the first part still had the saving grace of characters who cared about each other, that fell away as they ended up dying or betraying each other, so I was pretty much just trying to get through to the end as quickly as possible.

Temeraire, by Naomi Novik

Starting to read this in the proper order now. I have very vague memories of reading this before, when my best friend lent it to me years ago, but really nothing past "dragon egg gets found on enemy ship", so I got to read and enjoy the rest as if I had never read it before.

An Artificial Night, by Seanan McGuire

I guess I have been well and truly drawn into this series. Going back to the Bay Area, even in fictional form, is always hard, because there is always a gaping hole where my friend Cindy no longer lives (I started reading Seanan's books mostly because Cindy knew her personally). This one was harder to read than the previous two in the series for a different reason, though - abducted children are much harder to bear since becoming a parent. Anyway, itching to buy the next one, but I need to somewhat reduce my TBR pile first.

Angela's Ashes, by Frank McCourt

I have no idea how this ended up in my TBR pile (got it from a neighbour, maybe?) and I wasn't even going to read it, because it is so not my thing, either in subject matter or style, but somehow it still drew me in. Glad to be done with it, though, because alcoholic parents just. Piss. Me. Off. Look, I know it's an addiction and they can't help it, but also get your shit together and stop making your children suffer, for fuck's sake. #yeah thanks Papa

Die Herrin der Farben [The Mistress of the Colours], by Peter Dempf

Another one that I think I got from our neighbour. Historical novels can be nice, but this one annoyed me right out the gate with stereotypical "women were treated like trash and corsets mean they couldn't breathe" stuff. Sure some of the "treated like trash" might be true, but to have that be all you have to say about the lives of women is just not enough for me any more. And I couldn't care about the plot, either.

Into the Narrowdark, by Tad Williams

A reread, and I immediately wanted to start into another one.

Tad, oh Tad. What do I say to describe his books? Do I love his books because the characters always care about each other, or is characters caring about each other so important to me because his books helped shape who I am? But either way, this book, like all of the Osten Ard books, is full of characters I love so much, from my decades-old friends like Simon, Miriamele or Tiamak, to my new "babies" like Jesa and Nezeru, and also full of mysteries that I desperately want the answers to. What is going on in Tanakiru? Why is Yeja'aro behaving like he does? And what the HELL is the Red Thing?!

Anyway, if you don't know what I'm talking about, go get yourself The Dragonbone Chair, and then the rest of the series. This is an order.

Voll im Bilde (Moving Pictures), by Terry Pratchett

I bravely keep trying to read Terry Pratchett, whenever I find one of his books at the bazaar, because I know everyone loves him, and I want to know what people are talking about, what all the clever quotes on tumblr are from and such, but it always feels like trying yet another dish from a country whose cooking style you just don't enjoy. (Not that I have encountered such a situation. Maybe I should say, like taking a sip of yet another alcoholic drink, knowing I just do not enjoy the taste of alcohol.) I guess I got even less out of this one than others because I'm not a film person, either. And I still don't understand the point of some kind of dark force making people make movies? But I also don't want to try harder to understand.

After all, have decided I need to reread all the Osten Ard books yet again, and to wonder some more about the Red Thing.

[prosedumonde]

« Ici, j’ai tout le temps de penser à mon existence, et j’ai l’impression de contempler un champ de ruines. Chaque matin, quand je me réveille, je suis le même que la veille. Plus rien ne change. Le monde paraît complètement figé. »

Peter Dempf, Le Mystère Caravage

[lequotidienjulia-blog]

«Le Mystère Jérôme Bosch» de PETER DEMPF

«Le Mystère Jérôme Bosch» de PETER DEMPF

Dans la lignée de Iain Pears et d’Arturo Pérez-Reverte, ce thriller érudit, qui connaît un triomphe international, entraîne le lecteur dans un jeu de piste passionnant à travers les secrets de l’œuvre de Jérôme Bosch.

2013 : Madrid.

Le Prado.

Le Jardin des délices, célèbre triptyque du peintre flamand Jérôme Bosch, a été vandalisé par un prêtre dominicain.

Le religieux, convaincu que l’œuvre…

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L Mystère Caravage de Peter Dempf. Le Cherche Midi. 💛💛💛

L Mystère Caravage de Peter Dempf. Le Cherche Midi. 💛💛💛

Le mystère Caravage ou comment un auteur enchasse un roman dans les pans de l’histoire .Le Caravage ( Michangelo Merisi de Caravaggio ) est un peintre italien de la fin du 15ème siècle et du début du 16ème siècle,Peintre italien passé à la postérité, connu pour son utilisation des couleurs , des lumières, des clairs obscurs , connu aussi pour ses représentations religieuses, il faisait fi de la…

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Le mystère Jérôme Bosch | Peter Dempf [ePub] [1 link]

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Bestseller in Biografische Literarische #8: Mir ist so federleicht ums ... von Peter Dempf https://t.co/Q2lZ2C8Zeq… https://t.co/vhwe6rAjLU

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[prosedumonde]

Comment distinguer ce qui est beau, si on ne connaît pas le monstrueux, le disproportionné ? Ce n’est qu’en ajoutant un ver dans une corbeille de pommes qu’on peut ensuite admirer la beauté réelle d’un fruit sain, par comparaison avec la difformité d’un fuit gâté.

Peter Dempf, Le Mystère Caravage

[prosedumonde]

Seul celui qui regarde derrière les choses peut connaître leur véritable caractère.

Peter Dempf, Le Mystère Caravage

[prosedumonde]

Si nous vivons de la parole, comment doivent être les mots ? demanda le prêtre. Je vais vous le dire : comme des étoiles. Les étoiles sont visibles de tous et ne mentent pas. Alors nous partons en ce monde à la recherche de mots étoilés. La nuit, ils éclairent notre chemin et, le jour, ils brillent plus intensément que le soleil pour nous guider sur la bonne voie.

Peter Dempf, Le Mystère Jérôme Bosch 

[prosedumonde]

Si l’âme veut apprendre à se connaître, elle doit regarder au fond d’elle-même – et où doit-elle regarder sinon dans son propre oeil ?

Peter Dempf, Le Mystère Jérôme Bosch 

[prosedumonde]

Dans la réalité, seule la vie est envahie par le mal, la créativité est innocente, exempte de tout péché. Cette créativité est infinie, tandis que notre pensée reste enfermée dans les rets de nos erreurs.

Peter Dempf, Le Mystère Jérôme Bosch