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I just finished reading Kevin Hearne's "The Seven Kennings" trilogy, and… wow. WOW. What a saga. Wat worldbuilding, much characters.
First and foremost, The Seven Kennings uses a unique narrative structure of first person stories inside a framework narrative which is also the in world narrative. Confused? You should be, because it's unique and apparently, the best. The storyteller is an historian, writing down the stories which were told to a bard, who retells them while impersonating the original character whose story is being told. Just pure brilliance.
But of course, an innovative story telling device doesn't automatically makes a book series good. The Seven Kennings presents us with interesting world building – the 5 magic-like elemental kennings associated with the different nations might not be original by itself, but they are handled with rare attention to details, from the use of ideoms to thoughtful cultural worldbuilding. The many characters are human, compelling, and heroic in their own everyday kind of way.
The Seven Kennings deals with a war, a vicious, cruel and unexpected war, and the people who caught in it. It slowly builds the antegonists from complete monsters to people worthy of our compassion (of course, some of them remain monsterous). It was just the right read for me in these days of war, hate, and moral murkyness.
Pick it up, you won't regret it.
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"On A Collision Course to Mars". Dunno why.
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Wooden bird statue, approx 15 cm, made in about 4 hours. Inscription says: "To Anna, be as the sparrow" (literally, free bird).
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The polygon of animals (but wherefore I know not lost all my mirth)
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The friend
I have a friend Who live with one Her depression friend And oh, how much I hate Her depression friend They share the same house And same food, and cloth Her depression friend and her And they share a body, she and Her depression friend And I hate that friend of hers And my depression friend hates the most They never get along! My depression and Her depression friend But me and her, we love Like no friends before! But I got so tired I hardly visit anymore Everytime I visit Her depression friend Is at the door "She's not here right now, But stay she'll be back soon!" And my depression friend And hers They start to fight Calling each other names And more So I got so tired I never visit anymore And I miss her so My friend, that I have left alone With her depression friend.
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What would Muad'dib do? (For he is the Kwisatz Haderach) (photographed, high quality scan will come)
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My very own soda can stove!
Instruction from here: http://vimeo.com/64726512
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יש לי אף לזה מקילומטרים הוא מריח אותך מתחברת, מתיידדת רק כדי למצוא את הרגע להאשים שאני תוקף אותך במילים ש��הם אני פונה לחברים את כה נפגעת, ישר מאשימה אחרי ��כבר רחשתי אמונה שזה בסדר, זו חברה טובה ואת עוד ידידה או חברה ״אבל אתה פוגע במילים כה סתמיות, ולמה שלא תלך תעזוב אותה לבריות.״ ואני רק קיבלתי הזמנה וגם צחקתי, אמרתי גם שלום, אפילו תודה לא ברור לי המשחק הזה של לזייף את הפגיעה ליצור עלבון שלא היה שם ולאחוז בו בחוזקה זו מעיין התעללות אולי זו נקמה של הקורבן, של החלש שרק נותרה לו העורמה אבל לי יש אף לזה שמריח מקילומטרים את המלכודת הקרבה שהיא טומנת כדי לפגוע בעצמה ובאחרים אז לא תודה, כבר תרמתי בכיתה כי אין אכזרי מהאדם שתוקף עם רחמים.
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