Miles Coverdale (manos74) wrote,
Miles Coverdale
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At lunch today, I read through quite a bit of Elizabeth Haydon's The Floating Island, which is apparently the first book in a new young adult series (called The Lost Journals of Ven Polypheme). It's an amazing amount of fun, and I had a smile on my face for most of the time I read it simply because I was having such a good time reading it. It's the kind of book that reaches deep down into myself and grabs my inner twelve-year-old, the one that's drawn to adventures and swashbuckling and swordfights and derring-do and merrows and strange exotic places and talking cats and all that. (Not to be confused with the inner twelve-year-old that derives an unholy amount of amusement from unfortunately-named businesses--like Analtech, which is a stone's throw away from here--or from making rude puns off the titles of movies.)

Man, why can't books for grown-ups be as fun as books for teenagers? You match up Harry Potter against Raskolnikov or Ishmael, and the Boy Who Lived To Appear In A Million Slashfics walks away victorious every time.

But speaking of books that are a lot of fun, I hear from kallah that Peter Jackson has optioned the Temeraire novels. And so far all I can do is just sit here and say "dude!"
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