This is just a short update. Fangirl warning, definitely.
If the websites of Amazon and Akateeminen kirjakauppa are to be trusted, the two novellas from Scott Lynch will be available tomorrow.
Frickin' tomorrow. Seriously, I've been waiting for Bastards and the Knives for what seems like ages! (Curious, seeing as it was only about a year ago that I first started reading tLoLL...) Sadly, the bookstores will be closed tomorrow since it'll be May Day, but gods damn it, I'm going to be there first thing on Sunday to bug all the shop assistants! Me wants it, me needs it... and me probably won't allow me to read it before the entrance exams are over. >.<
But still. I borrowed the Mammoth Book of Fantasy from the library (edited by Mike Ashley) about a week ago, and haven't even been reading it, 'cause guess what? I just had to start rereading Red Seas Under Red Skies. I can't help but giggle at the beginning of chapter one, it's just... There're no words for it. I really feel more people should read the series, I really do.
And the bookshop page also said that the third book, the Republic of Thieves, would be out February 22nd 2011. I really hope that's true - the date has been postponed a couple of times, and the official fact is that it'll be out 2011. So fingers crossed that there'll be less than a year to go!
But more about the books when I get it. I'll make sure to post a pic, a little like a proud aunt posting pictures of the nephew or niece. (This is going to be a nephew, I feel. But we'll see.)
Clouds should go away so that we may enjoy vappu. The day after tomorrow - an attack to the bookstore. They better have it there, I don't want to order one and wait for another two weeks to get it...
(What happened to the "No New Books When There's No Room In The Bookshelf" principle? Lynch is an exception.)
~Wilzo
perjantai 30. huhtikuuta 2010
perjantai 9. huhtikuuta 2010
Good Omens of Spring
Hello!
You'll never guess what I saw on my way to the library! The first wagtail of the spring! :D So that means there's only a little to go until summer is here! Party!
Though it's pretty hard to see how the summer is so close. True, snow has mostly melted - the doors to our yard are openable again - and the birds are singing, but it's so gray and cloudy and wet in the wrong way.
*sigh*
Hum hum. I read my first Austen a few days ago. Northanger Abbey, oh my! I enjoyed Miss Jane's style and the lovely early 1800s grammar. Connexion, indeed. Are not you delighted?
The reason I went to the library today was, not to study as other, probably smarter, people my age do, but to fetch my next book. Humphrey Carpenter's Tolkien: A Biography. I finally decided to give it another go. My first attempt was when I was way too young, thirteen perhaps, and found the background of professor Tolkien's parents so boring I gave up after a few pages.
I also re-started Good Omens once again. It still has the powah to make me laugh every other page. I earned some weird and interested glances at the movie theater before the movie as I cracked up at this:
"Somewhere around Chiswick, Aziraphale scrabbled vaguely among the scree of tapes in the glove compartment.
'What's a Velvet Underground?' he said.
'You wouldn't like it,' said Crowley.
'Oh,' said the angel dismissively. 'Be-bop.'
'Do you know, Aziraphale, that probably if a million human beings were asked to describe modern music, they wouldn't use the term "be-bop"? said Crowley.
'Ah, this is more like it. Tchaikovsky,' said Aziraphale, opening a case and slotting its cassette into the Blaupunkt.
'You won't enjoy it,' sighed Crowley. 'It's been in the car for more than a forthnight.'
A heavy bass beat bega to pump through the Bentley as they sped past Heathrow.
Aziraphale's brow furrowed.
'I don't recognize this,' he said. 'What is it?'
'It's Tchaikovsky's "Another One Bites The Dust",' said Crowley, closing his eyes as they went through Slough.
To while away the time as they crossed the sleeping Chilterns, they also listened to William Byrd's 'We Are The Champions' and Beethoven's 'I Want To Break Free'. Neither were as good as Vaughan Williams's 'Fat-Bottomed Girls'."
This bit is courtesy of Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman - read the book, it's GOOD!
What else, what else? My prep course started yesterday. I'm applying to University to major in English Philology (hence Tolkien's biography - I'm hoping it will be of inspiration) and am attending a course to have someone make me do something about the entrance exams. 14 sessions, about 4 hours each. The teacher seems very nice and so do the other students, so I think I'm going to like it.
And so, I must go study now. (Well what do you know, the preview of Kick-Ass will start in 12 hours from now! Yaaaay!)
Buh-bye!
~Wilzo
You'll never guess what I saw on my way to the library! The first wagtail of the spring! :D So that means there's only a little to go until summer is here! Party!
Though it's pretty hard to see how the summer is so close. True, snow has mostly melted - the doors to our yard are openable again - and the birds are singing, but it's so gray and cloudy and wet in the wrong way.
*sigh*
Hum hum. I read my first Austen a few days ago. Northanger Abbey, oh my! I enjoyed Miss Jane's style and the lovely early 1800s grammar. Connexion, indeed. Are not you delighted?
The reason I went to the library today was, not to study as other, probably smarter, people my age do, but to fetch my next book. Humphrey Carpenter's Tolkien: A Biography. I finally decided to give it another go. My first attempt was when I was way too young, thirteen perhaps, and found the background of professor Tolkien's parents so boring I gave up after a few pages.
I also re-started Good Omens once again. It still has the powah to make me laugh every other page. I earned some weird and interested glances at the movie theater before the movie as I cracked up at this:
"Somewhere around Chiswick, Aziraphale scrabbled vaguely among the scree of tapes in the glove compartment.
'What's a Velvet Underground?' he said.
'You wouldn't like it,' said Crowley.
'Oh,' said the angel dismissively. 'Be-bop.'
'Do you know, Aziraphale, that probably if a million human beings were asked to describe modern music, they wouldn't use the term "be-bop"? said Crowley.
'Ah, this is more like it. Tchaikovsky,' said Aziraphale, opening a case and slotting its cassette into the Blaupunkt.
'You won't enjoy it,' sighed Crowley. 'It's been in the car for more than a forthnight.'
A heavy bass beat bega to pump through the Bentley as they sped past Heathrow.
Aziraphale's brow furrowed.
'I don't recognize this,' he said. 'What is it?'
'It's Tchaikovsky's "Another One Bites The Dust",' said Crowley, closing his eyes as they went through Slough.
To while away the time as they crossed the sleeping Chilterns, they also listened to William Byrd's 'We Are The Champions' and Beethoven's 'I Want To Break Free'. Neither were as good as Vaughan Williams's 'Fat-Bottomed Girls'."
This bit is courtesy of Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman - read the book, it's GOOD!
What else, what else? My prep course started yesterday. I'm applying to University to major in English Philology (hence Tolkien's biography - I'm hoping it will be of inspiration) and am attending a course to have someone make me do something about the entrance exams. 14 sessions, about 4 hours each. The teacher seems very nice and so do the other students, so I think I'm going to like it.
And so, I must go study now. (Well what do you know, the preview of Kick-Ass will start in 12 hours from now! Yaaaay!)
Buh-bye!
~Wilzo
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