I finished reading Ray Bradbury’s Something Wicked This Way Comes today. (Took me long enough, it was quite an easy read.) I love Bradbury’s style and the plot itself was great, fantastical, and memorable, but in the eternal words of a cartoon George Lucas “he didn’t really capture Something Wicked… the way I would have.” As I said, the book was a quick read, but I think it might have been better if it were a slower read… I mean, if there were more details, more delicious style to savor, more insight into what the characters are thinking and what they’re going through and what they choose and how they change. Then again, it really wouldn’t match Bradbury’s rhetoric style to do such a thing, but still, the book conjures ideas for stories in my mind with similar themes yet a much different handling of them. In the end, it’s certainly one of the better books I’ve read this year.
I randomly chose my next book: Eyes of Silver by Michael A. Stackpole. This does not look like it will be a quick read at all, at least not for slow-reading me. It’s 450 pages with small text and thin pages. I’m almost through with the prologue and I’m already confused… too many names and history and information… isn’t Stackpole supposed to be against prologues?
Oh well, bit by bit, putting it together, only way to make a work of art…
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