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tanaisethis is freaky. my story that I'm writing? the angel one? remember that?
Well, I'm re-reading Archangel, by Sharon Shinn, which I read years ago, when it first came out. 1996, maybe 97. And not again since, I don't think. But some of the things I did in my story are there as well. :-) there's a temperature difference for her angels, though she went for them being hotter instead of colder. and the main character just woke up under the wing of an angel. He's not a naked angel though but he *is* scantily clad (rather like Sperry, come to think of it.), and he would get naked if she asked him to. And she hasn't told him she'd like to see him naked either, but it is true, and we all know it.
If you haven't read this book, you need to. You need to read all of her stuff, really. This one is *so* beautiful, and the world building is both perfect and precisely metered out--it was perhaps complex and slightly confusing the first time I read it--not on the surface level, but on the levels of the story that you knew are there behind the words. But having read all there of the books in this series, I know the truth, and I can see, as I read, all the little points even in it that build up to the "aha!" moment being more of a "well duh!" moment. Only not quite that rude. Maybe more of an "Of course! How stupid am I!"
And I will regret staying up this late tomorrow when I am getting up for meeting. (Michelle, my friend staying with me, is Convinced. She's the first person I've Convinced myself, but I've taken others to meeting as well, and they've really liked it. The podling for example, though I'm sure plenty of people would be surprised to hear that she can sit still and silent for an hour.) But I've noticed that for me, sometimes, reading is like meeting. it's quiet and still and peaceful, and when it's a book I love this much, it's the only thing I pay attention to, and it wraps all around me and I don't care how late it is, or if I'm cold or my legs cramp from how I'm sitting. I only care how much more of the book I have to read. Thank heavens, at least, that I have Jovah's Angel here as well, so I can read that tomorrow.
Well, I'm re-reading Archangel, by Sharon Shinn, which I read years ago, when it first came out. 1996, maybe 97. And not again since, I don't think. But some of the things I did in my story are there as well. :-) there's a temperature difference for her angels, though she went for them being hotter instead of colder. and the main character just woke up under the wing of an angel. He's not a naked angel though but he *is* scantily clad (rather like Sperry, come to think of it.), and he would get naked if she asked him to. And she hasn't told him she'd like to see him naked either, but it is true, and we all know it.
If you haven't read this book, you need to. You need to read all of her stuff, really. This one is *so* beautiful, and the world building is both perfect and precisely metered out--it was perhaps complex and slightly confusing the first time I read it--not on the surface level, but on the levels of the story that you knew are there behind the words. But having read all there of the books in this series, I know the truth, and I can see, as I read, all the little points even in it that build up to the "aha!" moment being more of a "well duh!" moment. Only not quite that rude. Maybe more of an "Of course! How stupid am I!"
And I will regret staying up this late tomorrow when I am getting up for meeting. (Michelle, my friend staying with me, is Convinced. She's the first person I've Convinced myself, but I've taken others to meeting as well, and they've really liked it. The podling for example, though I'm sure plenty of people would be surprised to hear that she can sit still and silent for an hour.) But I've noticed that for me, sometimes, reading is like meeting. it's quiet and still and peaceful, and when it's a book I love this much, it's the only thing I pay attention to, and it wraps all around me and I don't care how late it is, or if I'm cold or my legs cramp from how I'm sitting. I only care how much more of the book I have to read. Thank heavens, at least, that I have Jovah's Angel here as well, so I can read that tomorrow.
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Date: 2003-01-05 07:51 am (UTC)