On Friday I bought the latest Juliet Marillier novel, Cybele's Secret.

Well, because I originally wanted to replace my copy of Earthsea but the stupid closet of a Dymocks store in Worlds Square actually Didn't Have It. The counter guy was as outraged as I was. Well, I think he was. I can never look him in the eye cos he looks too much like McAvoy ( Read more... )

Regarding Harry.

( lips sealed, way spoilery. )

"Lebannen, this is. And thou art. There is no safety. There is no end. The word must be heard in silence. There must be darkness to see the stars. The dance is always danced above the hollow place, above the terrible abyss."

"To refuse death is to refuse life."

- p 410, The Farthest Shore, Ursula K Le Guin.

holding back the fool pretends .. i ( Read more... )

Nicked from the divine
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get a life, get a love, get a new big idea.

Ah, I forgot how good and interesting this album is. Such a compelling voice, deep and rich and yet soaring ... all for the love of the humdrum and humble ... his metaphors sometimes leave something to be desired but there's always that edge of irony that makes me forgive him ... but the music is so ( Read more... )

What she had begun to learn was the weight of liberty. Freedom is a heavy load, a great and strange burden for the spirit to undertake. It is not easy. It is not a gift given, but a choice made, and the choice may be a hard one. The road goes upward toward the light; but the laden traveller may never reach the end of it.

- p 295, The Tombs Of ( Read more... )

Okay, seriously pissed now!

As in off, not drunk.

Let me properly lay out the sequence of events here. ( Talk about your sliding doors, Gwynnie love. )

a man: who, knowing his whole true self, cannot be used or possessed by any power other than himself, and whose life therefore is lived for life's sake and never in the service of ruin, or pain, or hatred, or the dark.

- p166, A Wizard of Earthsea, Ursula K Le Guin.

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I missed Alias. Damn.

blue skies bring tears.

But am quietly impressed with the story.

blue skies bring tears.Feeling oddly disconnected to all things that used to be familiar. Possibly cos I stayed home today and wrote unplanned porn. The cousins were determinedly cheerful, doesn't stop me from being suspicious especially after a muttered ( Read more... )

Inadequacy and inferiority.

I've never actually felt inferior to the writers I admire. Which must say a hell of a lot about my arrogance and delusions of grandeur, I realise, but let's not go there right now.

( Wanking with wire? )