I loved The Golden Compass. Absolutely loved it.
So it almost pains me to say that I didn't really care for this book.
There were parts of it I enjoyed and I definitely felt compelled to keep reading to see how it ended. But once I was finished, I didn't feel satisfied. Maybe I need to read it again. There was certainly a lot going on and perhaps some of the questions I felt were left unanswered really were?
]]>I really liked this book.
Having spent some time in the Muslim world, many things mentioned - such as the bazaar, hamman and henna - were familiar to me. And I got so involved in the story of the young female protagonist that I finished the book in just one day, staying up late into the night to find out how the tale ended.
If you like historical fiction, this novel set in 17th century Iran is a nice change of pace from the usual tales of wealthy or royal Europeans.
This was the November selection for my monthly book club and I'm really looking forward to discussing it with others.
Sigh. I let the allusion to an Austen novel in the title fool me into thinking this wouldn't be the usual chick lit drivel. While I did find myself enjoying parts of the book - after all, it does owe its themes to Price and Prejudice, which I love - overall I found the storyline a bit overblown and unbelievable.
With happy endings for EVERYONE.
How often does everyone in both your family and circle of friends wind up neatly paired off? Really, now.
]]>She knew what he was doing. Daemons could move no more than a few yards from their humans, and if she stood by the fence and he remained a bird, he wouldn't get near the bear; so he was going to pull.
She felt angry and miserable. His badger claws dug into the earth and he walked forward. It was such a strange tormenting feeling when your daemon was pulling at the link between you; part physical pain deep in the chest, part intense sadness and love. And she knew it was the same for him. Everyone tested it when they were growing up: seeing how far they could pull apart, coming back with intense relief.
He tugged a little harder.
"Don't, Pan!"
But he didn't stop. The bear watched, motionless. The pain in Lyra's heart grew more and more unbearable, and a sob of longing rose in her throat.
"Pan---"
Then she was through the gate, scrambling over the icy mud toward him, and he turned into a wildcat and sprang into her arms, and they were clinging together tightly with little shaky sounds of unhappiness coming from them both.
"I thought you really would---"
"No---"
"I couldn't believe how much it hurt---"
And then she brushed the tears away angrily and sniffed hard. He nestled in her arms, and she knew she would rather die than let them be parted and face that sadness again; it would send her mad with grief and terror. If she died, they'd still be together, like the Scholars in the crypt at Jordan.
When did this just become my book blog? Heh.
]]>It seems the Amazon search isn't working again. Bugger.
Anyway, I've read yet another in the Series of Unfortunate Events and I rather liked this one.
The end.
Today is "Evaluate Your Life Day." So, tell us: how do you think you're life's going so far?
Give me an f'ing break. Seriously.