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Chris Young

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Joined 1 year, 11 months ago

Bookwyrm account I love fantasy fiction. Mastodon: @confusedbunny@oldbytes.space Avatar is from Little Monster's Word Book (Mercer Mayer)

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Brandon Sanderson, Michael Kramer: Shadows of Self 4 stars

Shadows of Self shows Mistborn’s society evolving as technology and magic mix, the economy grows, …

Probably unnecessary

2 stars

I really enjoyed the original Mistborn trilogy. I read the first book of this second trilogy quite some time ago and wasn't keen. I then picked this up cheap and thought I'd give it a chance. I was disappointed. I'm not sure if it's just that too much time has passed between reading the original books (or indeed the first of this new set) meant I didn't understand the references, or the fact time has passed in the series itself and the setting (a sort of wild west/industrial age) doesn't appeal to me as much. I'm not against fantasy set in more modern time periods, this just didn't interest me much. I'd even go as far as to say I found it quite dull and didn't really care what happened to the characters. It's a shame as I usually enjoy the author's output.

Ursula K. Le Guin: The Dispossessed (1994, Eos) 5 stars

The story takes place on the fictional planet Urras and its moon Anarres (since Anarres …

"My world, my Earth, is a ruin. A planet spoiled by the human species. We multiplied and gobbled and fought until there was nothing left, and then we died. We controlled neither appetite nor violence; we did not adapt. We destroyed ourselves. But we destroyed the world first. There are no forests left on my Earth. The air is grey, the sky is grey, it is always hot. It is habitable, it is still habitable - but not as this world is. This is a living world, a harmony. Mine is a discord. You Odonians choose a desert; we Terrans made a desert... We survive there, as you do. People are tough! There are nearly half billion of us now. Once there were nine billion. You can see the old cities still everywhere. The bones and bricks go to dust, but the little pieces of plastic never do"

The Dispossessed by  (Page 286)

Rather prescient writing about Earth!