another post about that book. I know. don't worry. I judge myself.

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Just when I begin to congratulate myself in making steady progress in a book many have deemed "unreadable" or "boring" or "too long, too dry, too many uses of the words "doom" "ruin" "slain" "slew" "fell" "cursed" or, if they're being honest, "I'm too lazy for this", Goodreads has to rain on my parade:




64%?? Only?!? What a kick in the babymaker, thanks for that, Goodreads.

Irreverent commentary:

• Thingol was slain (sidenote: if you're one of those lazy sods who's decided this book is unreadable/dull/intimidating/"fuck that's a lot of pages", and needs motivation, know that this book is rife with drinking game potential. I mean, if you took a shot for every time the word "slain" alone was used...damn) because he pissed off the wrong dwarves over some bling. This is why we can't have nice things. I don't even feel sorry for you, Thingol. Haven't you learned by now that fancy, exclusive jewelry destroys lives? You obviously haven't been paying attention.
• ~~~The Girdle of Melian~~~. There's a fat joke here somewhere but I'm too lazy to think of it. W/e w/e you know there were snickers among the youth of Doriath, fo sho. It IS a lame name for an even lamer plot device.
• This book goes unrivaled for killing as many characters as possible within a single sentence: "There fell Celegorm by Dior's hand, and there fell Curufin, and dark Caranthir; but Dior was slain also, and Nimloth his wife, and the cruel servants of Celegorm seized his young sons and left them to starve in the forest." Way harsh, professor.
• Not that I'm upset or anything because, as I recall, Celegorm and Curufin and Caranthir were douchebags.

Apparently my university has organized an "outdoor pub" in Parc Mont-Royal for the last week of August. Because drinking in a park is original and special. Good job, good job. (Am I going? Of course.)