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I'm several chapters into markteppo new book, Lightbreaker. It takes place in a world I've inhabited and orbited, and as a result, it creeps into my brain and freaks me out a little. It opens up just a few miles from where I grew up, and a lot of it so far has taken place on the Bainbridge-Seattle ferry run, that old landmark of my dreams and childhood. One of the characters is named Rasmussen, an old local name around Scandinavian Poulsbo. One of my old friends was a Rasmussen, the stoner son of two Republican pillars of the community, who had a house on Agate Pass and argued with the local Indians about the use of their beach.
I'm also excited because it's written by someone who doesn't have to bullshit their occultism!!
kehrli, who is reading it simultaneously, said it was like reading hard science fiction with fantasy terms. Possibly a little dense for the uninitiated. But I'm like, "Yes! Oh, god, yes!"
Anyways, I'm a little biased. It will be interesting to see what Keffy thinks. And J. My dear old J. He'll piss himself when he reads this book. (Yes, Mark, I'm so buying copies for my dad and my old-boyfriend.)
I'm also excited because it's written by someone who doesn't have to bullshit their occultism!!
kehrli, who is reading it simultaneously, said it was like reading hard science fiction with fantasy terms. Possibly a little dense for the uninitiated. But I'm like, "Yes! Oh, god, yes!"
Anyways, I'm a little biased. It will be interesting to see what Keffy thinks. And J. My dear old J. He'll piss himself when he reads this book. (Yes, Mark, I'm so buying copies for my dad and my old-boyfriend.)