The only excuse that I can provide for the extraordinarily long time that it took for me to read this book, is that the horror that each new page inspThe only excuse that I can provide for the extraordinarily long time that it took for me to read this book, is that the horror that each new page inspired within me prevented my finishing. The book was not necessarily 'scary,' per se, but rather... disgusting, deranged. The best way to describe it, is, simply, as weird. It was possibly the strangest book that I have read thus far. Within this edition and copy, the strangest portion extended from page 235 to 243-- an eight page climax. It was eight pages that, I will admit, had me struggling not to crawl away and hide within my mix of fear and disgust. While written with extraordinary talent-- excluding, of course, just a few typos (though I only located two)-- this book was difficult to read. It was not the writing, for the writing was magnificent. It was not the plot, for the plot was enticing. It was not the characters, for, it frightens me to admit, I developed a sort of attachment to the most repulsive murderer about which I have ever read. The reason for the time it took for me to read this book, for lack of a better explanation, was that I was frightened of its outcome.
I can recommend this book for its writing, its plot, its horror-factor; I cannot, however, recommend it for comfort....more
She's done it again. Not only does she succeed in avoiding the commonplace disappointment people tend to have in 'the second book,' she just about matcShe's done it again. Not only does she succeed in avoiding the commonplace disappointment people tend to have in 'the second book,' she just about matched the first in suspense, mystery, and thrill. While the ending wasn't quite as breath-stealing as the last, I must admit that I most certainly didn't see it coming. Quite a good read, quite a frustrating puzzle....more
Throughout the reading this story, I took notes; this is something I've learned to do when I'm reading Rothfuss. He inspires so many thoughts all at oThroughout the reading this story, I took notes; this is something I've learned to do when I'm reading Rothfuss. He inspires so many thoughts all at once that if one doesn't write them down, they overflow, and some just pour out of the trough. So, yes, I took notes. This review isn't comprised of what are exactly spoilers, but rather of somewhat-disjointed examinations of Auri's character based upon her own novella. If you fear spoilers, however, I would proceed with due caution. Here goes:
Auri is a linguist, quite fond of words. She combines and recombines them. They reveal connections among each other that she adores. The names she gives to certain rooms in the Underthing— Annulet, Ninewise, Mantle— all have proper, logical names based upon their descriptions and/or histories.
Auri is much smarter than she seems. Amongst her inner vortex of disconnected thoughts and disjointed observations, there are snippets of severe knowledge. Anatomical definitions and recognitions, chemical observations and descriptions, alchemical knowledge and awareness. She is quite certainly a former student of Master Mandrag, Master of the chemical and alchemical departments at the University– she still remembers and applies his teachings.
Auri has incredible impulse control– she views her own body as a separate entity– a stubborn one, in fact– to which she must 'tend.' She can hold her breath for extraordinary periods of time, can go long days without food. She seems to have reached the ultimate detachment from her own body.
Auri is immensely frightened of some places: even within the quiet, secure, familiar Underthing.
Auri has learned over years to tend to her Underthing: she has also learned to read in the behavior of animals that the Underthing requires tending in the first place.
Auri is aware. Do not misunderstand. She knows everything one might think she does not. Even when it comes to the Up Above.
Auri unconditionally, ferociously, adoringly loves Kvothe. He is undeniably special to her; the name he gave to her burns bright in her heart, and has saved her from the dark times before. In fact, she had been suffering when she first heard him playing. She looks forward to his visits, and though she is aware of his excess pride, she loves him anyway. Do not misunderstand: I am not claiming a romantic love; he is more even that that: he may be like a younger sibling, or a son, even, who does not know of the world and whom she must teach. All I know is that she loves him, in one way or another.
Auri, of course, is aware of the existence of the Fae.
Auri feels immensely responsible for the world's very turning— at times, this is an incredibly heavy burden.
Cleanliness is a necessity to Auri.
Auri is prepared for when Kvothe finally breaks. She senses its coming, and she has made the necessary provisions to offer him safety and a loving place to stay when he needs it. She is willing to give anything for him; she would even share her own private proper place. He would sleep on a bed close enough to hers that he would be able to sing to her at night.
It is becoming more and more certain to me that Auri is not, in fact, the long-lost Tabitha that Simmon once mentioned to Kvothe.
Auri has not lost her mind; she is merely slightly broken, and those breaks are wide enough to let more knowledge in than anyone else could possibly hold. A possible exception, of course, is Elodin, who has a similar state of mind.
Auri knows of the Amyr, the Ciridae, and has found a connection between them and Kvothe.
Auri will one day make a name for Kvothe. Some of us, I imagine, believe this name will be 'Dulator.' After all, Denna has not given him this name yet. But I am not so sure.
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(view spoiler)[He's okay. Thank God in heaven, it's okay. It's all gonna be okay, because he's okay, and she's okay, and they're okay, and nobody's de
(view spoiler)[He's okay. Thank God in heaven, it's okay. It's all gonna be okay, because he's okay, and she's okay, and they're okay, and nobody's dead oh thank the lord nobody's dead. (hide spoiler)]
As always, emotionally traumatizing. Ness is a roller-coaster. But, at last, he's settled his final book's cliff-hanger.
Unfortunately, he settled that cliff-hanger with yet another cliff-hanger.
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The cuckoo is a unique species of bird in that the egg of a cuckoo is laid as an invader in the nest of another bird species. Once the parasitic cuckoThe cuckoo is a unique species of bird in that the egg of a cuckoo is laid as an invader in the nest of another bird species. Once the parasitic cuckoo chick, before the other infant chicks (not the cuckoo's real siblings), has hatched, it slowly executes the others, by pushing their eggs from a high height, out of the nest, where they meet their demise in the grass below. The cuckoo does this in order to ensure that it is cared for by its adoptive mother; it is seeking this care and love of which it would be deprived if it had not murdered the children of the bird whose nest it had invaded.
I made the error of judging this book as a "common-place" murder-mystery novel at the half-way point, long before the book had even begun to climax. I've learned that, especially in the case of the murder-mystery crime genre, judging a book before the end is a grandiose mistake. The gloriousness of the book stems from the fact that the premise of the novel can appear so textbook throughout the beginning, only to reveal in the last few chapters that, in fact, it is no such thing.
I am no jaded judge of the murder-mystery genre, but in my relatively inexperienced opinion, The Cuckoo's Calling is gloriously written, and magnificently executed....more
"This is a fine form to make a prepositional proposition in. The proposition is this: prepositions are fine to end a sentence with."
"'Well, man, you kn"This is a fine form to make a prepositional proposition in. The proposition is this: prepositions are fine to end a sentence with."
"'Well, man, you know what they say.' No, I don't. I don't know what they say. I don't even know who they are. Who is this THEY? They seem pretty smug. They seem to think they know shit. F*ck them."...more
I don't believe I've ever received such a beautiful message from a book. "I Am the Messenger," by Marcus Zusak was more than a novel; I think it was anI don't believe I've ever received such a beautiful message from a book. "I Am the Messenger," by Marcus Zusak was more than a novel; I think it was an idea; I think it's a goal that he's written, that he wants all of us to have for ourselves. 'I Am the Messanger' delves into a sort of existentialism that I've rarely encountered in books. I think it's wonderfully thought-provoking, and it has just the right touch of humor to keep it light and entertaining at the same time.
The surprises are endless, especially at the end. I've never seen the fourth-wall shattered with so much glory.
Edit, 06-16-14 My whole... View of the book... Has changed, since rereading it. I think I understand better what Rowling intended. And I have no words fo Edit, 06-16-14 My whole... View of the book... Has changed, since rereading it. I think I understand better what Rowling intended. And I have no words for the ending. Recommended.
Edit, 06-05-14 I purchased the book again for around three dollars during an e-book sale. I'm gonna attempt to re-read the book, and give you a more in-depth review afterwards
Original Review This is really embarrassing. Quite truthfully, I... Lost it. Yeah, that actually happened. *Facepalm*
Well... so far as where I was, I was enjoying the book. I didn't like many of the characters, but there was something about the dislike that was almost... well, like. I don't know, okay? It was a very odd book.
One thing that often struck me was the... flamboyant vocabulary, and the... ah, salacious storyline. While this is all well and good, it almost seemed as if... Hear me out, now... She was trying to prove herself. Not as a writer, oh we all know- she knows- that she's proven herself there, but it sounded like she may have been trying to prove that she could write more. Am I making sense? She was trying to show people, I felt, that she could write a story about adults, more than just children, wasn't afraid of cursing or sex or any such adult subject.
And this isn't a bad thing; well, it wouldn't be a bad thing if I didn't notice it quite so easily. It was a great story (even though it didn't have a storyline), and the characters were likable (even though they weren't) and I feel like that in itself makes this book worth more than three stars.
That last star isn't filled in because 1) I haven't finished it (my God, who loses a book?), and 2) her attempts at seemingly trying to impress upon us her maturity.
I may even be wrong, okay, but... I just felt her attempt from the writing, and even if I am wrong, it still held me back from that last star. ...more
I didn't expect this to be as good as they say it is. But it was as good as they say it is.
And much of the hospital details– Nurses suck unless they getI didn't expect this to be as good as they say it is. But it was as good as they say it is.
And much of the hospital details– Nurses suck unless they get blood on the first try. Often getting told you'll go home soon but just told that again and again when you never go home when they say. Parents crying even though they aren't supposed to cry in front of you.
These things reminded me of my month in the hospital. I didn't cry where I should have in this book. I did, however, feel tightness in my chest where anyone having spend more than a week in a hospital would have in this book....more
I don't think I've ever been more taken aback by any book than this one. Hearing the phrase 'child genius' in connection with this book, I was expectiI don't think I've ever been more taken aback by any book than this one. Hearing the phrase 'child genius' in connection with this book, I was expecting something more like:
A faerie-obsessed twelve-year-old with a crush on an older woman that isn't even a part of his species. Not a six year old with an inclination for violent, sadistic murder and mass genocide. Of course, both murders were an accident, and after watching the movie I've decided that I know who I want casted as the aforementioned Artemis Fowl, but this is beside the point.
Utterly perplexing and emotionally disturbing, Ender's Game left me literally breathless. I do not use the word 'literally' with the intention of the word 'figuratively.' There are scenes in this book which, after my reading of them at the inappropriate hour of 3 a.m., left my heart beating too fast and my mind whirring too violently for my lungs to cooperate either- they wanted to join the party.
Andrew "Ender" Wiggins is a young- and I mean young child. Six-years-old at the outset, and twelve-years-old by the end of his training, Ender undergoes mental and emotional torture that would possibly destroy the mind of any grown man. Ender, however, brought up on the vicious torture of his sadistic, possibly legally psychotic older brother, the compassion of his sister, the resentment of his parents, and the hate of all those around him, had already, by (again) six years of age, learned to survive torture.
Brought to a school that rejected his too-violent older brother and too-compassionate older sister, Ender was forced to adapt to a life that expected him to be competitive, violent, and apathetic. Made to play games that simulated attacks on an alien race that threatened human society, Ender is molded into the perfect tool of destruction.
Meanwhile, back home, his older brother Peter is finding himself more and more comparable to Hitler, and Valentine, his sister, fears her own changes.
Incredibly thrilling, and disproportionately upsetting, Ender's Game tore me apart and left me hanging. I cannot aptly describe what it did to me, or what made it so magnificent. But it was magnificent....more
...Wait. Wait, you mean we actually get to meet Sabetha?
Well, Jesus. I've been wanting to meetUpon first discovering its impending release...
...Wait. Wait, you mean we actually get to meet Sabetha?
Well, Jesus. I've been wanting to meet this 'Sabetha' forever. If she's the reason Locke is both obsessed with and wary of red-heads, I want to know who she is. If saying 'What would Sabetha think of you, right now?' can shock Locke out of a depressed stupor, I want to know why. If he swoons upon thought of her, grimaces upon hearing her name, and gets defensive upon mention of his feelings towards her...well, you get the picture. I want to know who the frick this woman is to be able to make the Bastard a gibbering mess of self-pity.
Locke's match in skill and wit? Really? There actually is such a thing? I suppose for someone as vain as our dear Locke, his infatuation must be just so.
Now... he will oppose her? I'm not sure if I'm excited for him, or if I feel bad for him.
We haven't even seen her 'in scene' in any of the reminiscences. Just her name mentioned, her whereabouts just partially revealed, or something vaguely said about her general appearance. We know for sure that Locke finds her attractive. She is the only female Gentleman- excuse me- Lady Bastard. She's done something unforgivable, though it is unclear what. We know she is far, far away. We know that she's a genius (a freaking MATCH IN WITS with our dear Locke). She is the Rose of Camorr, whereas Locke is the Thorn. She's most likely older than him, as Chains mentions signs of puberty appearing in her much earlier than in Locke. She's a red-head, which isn't a secret. She's mad, insane, as according to anyone who had ever met her. Locke still loves her... or her memory at least, I suppose.
I'm going to assume she is nearly identical in personality to Mr. Lamora. Mostly because, well, Locke is a self-obsessed narcissist at times. Sure he's had his moments of self-judgement. But mostly he's a conceited asshole. I'm not saying we don't love him for it, I'm just listing facts.
I'm also going to assume that when Locke lays eyes on her again, Jean will have to hold up his slack, inanimate body. I'm just guessing, but you have to agree that it's rather logical: take into consideration both Locke's image of her as described by Lynch, and some of Lynch's character reaction tendencies, and there you go. Consider it a theory.
I'm excited, if you didn't pick that up already.
Edit 8/6/12: God, I hope it's really coming out this month. Oh, Lord, I pray to thee...
Edit Later: Whatdayaknow? It's not.
Edit Even Later: GODDAMMIT, LYNCH.
Edit Even Even Later: Oooooh, so now it's coming out October this year, 2013? I'm almost afraid to hope so. But I really, really hope so.
Edit Much Later: YEEEEEESSSSS IIIIII HAAAAAAAAVVVVVVEEEEEE IIIIIITTTTTTTTTT!
Edit Upon Finishing: Oh. My. God. It wasn't a love story (love stories make me angry) but it was just right in that it portrayed love, but still kept it in the background of the overall story. And when the book DID reveal it and decided to play with it a little bit, the story reached heavenly proportions. Oh my God.
Spoiler-free overview: The Story: He's in love. But his 'long-ago-lover' left him years and years ago. However, when he finally joins her again, she is his enemy by design. They are working against each other, much as they did in childhood (revealed through Interludes), to achieve opposing ends. And in the end, Locke's true ancestry is revealed. (There is brief foreshadowing of his ancestry, by the way... you may catch it).
The Interludes: Sabetha was Locke's first Minder, an older child assigned to himself and some others as an overseer during his earlier childhood. Upon first sight, when she spoke her first word to him, he fell in love (though he didn't know this yet). Later in life, they are both assigned to Chains, and as they age, things become more complicated between them. Eventually, Chains sends them away during these 'awkward years,' to get a hold of themselves and relearn to work together as a team, rather than argue like old men and women. They are sent away to work for a man named Jasmer Moncraine, an actor, head of the Moncraine Company, preparing to preform a play entitled 'The Republic of Thieves.' And despite the fact that this goes horribly wrong, the group of young Brother (and Sister) Bastards do become reliant on each other, once more.