Currently in a meditative sway to the music of Silverchair a la "Neon Ballroom" because their older, grungier stuff doesn't suit my mood.
"Mood? Moods are for cattle and love-play."
I never did seem to finish the book Dune. I got almost all the way but then I lost interest and cheated by watching the movie. Eh.
Finished Christopher Rice's The Snow Garden, and he's definitely growing into an amazing author. The small, yet semi-to-highly irritating, cliches and expressions he used during his debut A Density of Souls are thankfully absent, and his pinache for mystery and a bloodly conflict at the end are far better developed here. I also enjoyed how the characters were completely entangled within their own web of lies that the slow unravelling of their threads sent all the major characters into turmoil. What better way to describe exactly how harmful deceit can become, and how dangerous a grudge will be after nearly twenty years. As I begin my second reading of the book, I noticed how the entire plot of the book was foreshadowed in the actions of the the characters within the first 5 chapters of the book. Rather eerie. Oh, and the inclusion of Bosch's "Garden of Earthy Delights" was a nice addition as well.
And... once again, I find myself drifting. Nearly aimlessly. Grr... I need someone to be my anchor, 'lest I sail into the duldroms and be caught forever.
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