“There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.”
– Ray Bradbury Continue reading “My Top Ten Books of All Time /My Last Blog Post”
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“Thomas didn’t realize he was holding his breath until he laid his eyes on the book and heard the air whoosh out of his lungs. The cover was disappointingly ordinary. Faded leather, worn and grooved, with the faintest outline of an illustration on the front. … His eyes drifted to the elegant lettering.
The Book of Sorrows”
(page 42) Continue reading “Thomas Wildus and the Book of Sorrows – J.M. Bergen (release date review!)”
“…(I)n the raggedy camp of the wildest ruffians of the Russian plains, there slept a young bandit chief named Nicholas St. North.” (page 61) Continue reading “Nicholas St. North and the Battle of the Nightmare King – William Joyce and Laura Geringer”
“Dustfinger inspected his reddened fingers and felt the taut skin. “He might tell me how my story ends,” he murmured.
Meggie looked at him in astonishment. “You mean you don’t know?”
Dustfinger smiled. Meggie still didn’t particularly like his smile. It seemed to appear only to hide something else. “What’s so unusual about that, princess?” he asked quietly. “Do you know how your story ends?”
Meggie had no answer for that.” (Page 243-244) Continue reading “Inkheart – Cornelia Funke”
““Come quick, Captain, Mr. Smiggens, you all come quick now!”
“Settle down, man.” Blackstrap wiped juice and seeds from his mouth. They lingered in his mustache. “What’s the trouble?”
The Malay was fairly hopping back the way he’d come, beckoning frantically. “You come see, Captain, sir, come see now!”
“What the devil is he on about?” Irritated, Blackstrap drew his cutlass. “Speak up man, or I’ll cut out your tongue!”
“We not only ones gathering fruit!”
“Natives?” Rising from where they’d been sitting or leaning, the other men were instantly alert.
“No natives, no natives.”…
Alone among the landing party, only Chin-lee, an escaped thief from Canton, was confident he knew.
“There be dragons here, Captain!”
Blackstrap turned a dubious gaze on the smaller man. “Dragons?”…
“Dragons.” Chin-lee was insistent. “But little ones.”” (page 48-50) Continue reading “Why I Didn’t Finish: Dinotopia Lost – Alan Dean Foster”