I do like a bit of escapist fantasy, and when I want to read a good fantasy book, I know that turning to Trudi Canavan is a good idea. Her narrative is not perfect, and her habit of italicising characters thoughts is actually very grating and something I am still not used to. But who cares? Canavan is creative and knows how to tell a story.
The Black Magician trilogy is the only story other than Harry Potter to make me cry at the loss of a character. This is not a ‘boo-hoo-character-died-closed-book-and-forgot-about-it’ type cry. No. It is a loss that puts a nasty unsettling feeling at the pit of your stomach that could go on for as long as three days. Sad, isn’t it? Yes, it is, but do you know how satisfying it is to become attached to a character in such a way? It is what makes a good read into a great read and only the most talented writers that specialise in characterisation that can acheive such a feat. Read more »
After reading
As you may or may not know, I work in a library. All in all, I like the job. I am surrounded by books all day, the staff are really nice, and… on the whole the customers are kind of grand too. But oh. Whilst I spent my years studying for A Levels and eventually my degree I spent five years in retail, and there, I thought I had seen it all. It’s not much, working in a supermarket, but that’s what a majority of students do to get some money on the side. But unless you have worked in retail, you will not understand the variation of people that you meet on the job. I, for one, didn’t know that really stupid people actually existed until I worked in retail.
I cannot even begin to describe the amount of sweat and tears that went into trying to understand this album. The amount of effort I put into this CD to try and like it. I was waiting for some miracle, some revelation to appear out of thin air, as to why this album tends to be a favourite among Hayley Westenra fans. Why it is so highly esteemed, why it is the pivot of discussion. I am not so lucky this time. I have failed. I officially don’t get it.
I am going to take a wild stab in the dark here and guess that no matter what type of music you listen to, that most Eastern country, Japan, has laughed in your face before when they received the coolest edition of that coolest album by the coolest artist. Damn them. Us Westerners are never content with our 12 track albums, we want the four bonus track edition that Japan or Taiwan have. All the more reason to hop over
I have been putting off writing this review for a very long time. Why? The simple truth is that I could not quite decide how to review this album. At first, I was quite content to review the first edition of Odyssey that I obtained, the one I know really well, but just out of curiousity, I picked the later edition up, the UK special edition, to see what the difference was. I was struck stupid to realise that there’s a ten track difference. You read that correctly.
I do get tired of Michael Ball‘s albums. He basically spews out about three a year with the same songs over and over. Especially from musicals, as he is a West End star and acts as such in the recording studio, never making any real concept albums.