August 22, 2006

Chapter 17

"I once heard the tale of a man
who split himself in two.
The one part never changed at all;
the other grew and grew.
The changeless part was always true,
The growing part was always new,
And I wondered, when the tale was through,
Which part was me, and which was you."

On an almost completely unrelated note, I've been reading some Jack Whyte during my lunchtimes at work. It was probably a mistake to jump right into the middle of the series, but it's the only book they have at the office (The Saxon Shore). I don't dislike the book, but I think I would much rather be reading something by Kay/Card. Whyte is far too verbose and flowery in comparison, it makes the story seem very slow. I suppose it has a far better effect on people who are able to fully visualize the scenes Whyte paints, but personally, as one who will only visualize blobs of colours and vague ideas of shapes, the details of how some stumpy sea-ragged captain has managed to rig up some sort of chair of ropes is quite lost on me. I may be a visual learner, but I can't visualize things myself =P

I much prefer Kay's way of painting mood and emotions. Draws you into the story with less verbatem, rather than leaving you as a 3rd party observer, and truely brings his characters to life. And yes, I am very much a Kay fan, so my views on other authors are very biased ;)

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