Chipping away at Tad Williams’s The Stone of Farewell while listening to an NCIS marathon going in the adjoining room. Anthony DiNozzo is so dreamy.
Only a fool humbles himself when the world is so full of men eager to do that job for him.
After how much I enjoyed American Gods, I had a sinking feeling that I wouldn’t take that kind of a personal shine to anything else I read of Neil Gaiman’s, but I’m happy to report that I was very wrong. Anansi Boys reminded me most of something that would work just as well around a campfire as it did on the printed page. The intermingling of gods and Aesop-esque fables of morality and trickery weaves a fantastical web that holds up and eventually encompasses everything about the protagonist, one wrongly nicknamed Fat Charles Nancy.
A bag of dragons buys a man’s silence for a while, but a well-placed quarrel buys it forever.
Vincent D’Onofrio appeared on Opie and Anthony this morning, and was much more relaxed and eager to answer and elaborate on anything they asked him. He plays one of my favorite Law and Order detectives, but I’ve always read that he was kind of a weird, sullen guy. Glad to have that mostly shattered. Also I wasn’t aware that he filmed the final 8 episodes of the series himself.
You raped her. You murdered her. You killed her children. Now say her name.
—Oberyn Martell, to Gregor Clegane
After what felt like two weeks, two of the three books I ordered from Amazon arrived. R. Scott Bakker’s The Darkness That Comes Before and Tad Williams’s The Stone of Farewell, book two of the Memory, Sorrow, and Thorn trilogy. They took so long to get here that I started Neil Gaiman’s Anansi Boys already. I believe I will see it through before I start either of these. I really like Gaiman’s writing style and the way he weaves in fables and mythology. I read American Gods a few years back and was enthralled, but I definitely think I will reread it soon.