Fare-thee-well
Jan. 31st, 2006 06:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This particular journal is going to have to go on hiatus, I see. I may as well make an involuntary state of affairs a voluntary one, and admit that from now till term break (five weeks. When did it get so short?) I'll only be posting here intermittently, if at all. College has terrified me to a fare-the-well: I have to start doing some real work, not just messing around. I've let myself get into bad habits: now it's time to see if I can kick them without ending up in St John'o'Gods.
Writing is also on hiatus. Also doing anything not explicitly college- or fitness-related, at least until the end of the month.
No more
Scott Westerfeld; The Risen Empire.
An interesting, articulate novel which just about fits into the space-opera subgenre, I think. Cast of dozens, if not hundreds, but the two main characters are compelling enough to make up for the other points where my attention wandered. Shiny space-battles, with just enough tech description to be understandably believeable and not enough to bore. And politics. Complicated politics. (Have I mentioned how much I like complex, knotty books?)
Also, fascinating look at the social problems caused by a wealthy, immortal (undead) elite for their still-living compatriots.
Tamora Pierce; The Circle Opens.
Young adult fantasy. A young mage must teach another child how to master her magic, and do it while keeping her safe from the criminals who want to use her. Comfortable reading, but not in any way challenging for an adult audience. Also fun.
In other news, I went over on my ankle jogging home from the train station. I've iced it and stapped it, and it hurts. I drank too much caffeine today and I'm buzzing and can't concentrate. And none of the college work I was supposed to do for this week has been done. Plus I've skipped six lectures/tutorials in the last two days.
No more.
Writing is also on hiatus. Also doing anything not explicitly college- or fitness-related, at least until the end of the month.
No more
Scott Westerfeld; The Risen Empire.
An interesting, articulate novel which just about fits into the space-opera subgenre, I think. Cast of dozens, if not hundreds, but the two main characters are compelling enough to make up for the other points where my attention wandered. Shiny space-battles, with just enough tech description to be understandably believeable and not enough to bore. And politics. Complicated politics. (Have I mentioned how much I like complex, knotty books?)
Also, fascinating look at the social problems caused by a wealthy, immortal (undead) elite for their still-living compatriots.
Tamora Pierce; The Circle Opens.
Young adult fantasy. A young mage must teach another child how to master her magic, and do it while keeping her safe from the criminals who want to use her. Comfortable reading, but not in any way challenging for an adult audience. Also fun.
In other news, I went over on my ankle jogging home from the train station. I've iced it and stapped it, and it hurts. I drank too much caffeine today and I'm buzzing and can't concentrate. And none of the college work I was supposed to do for this week has been done. Plus I've skipped six lectures/tutorials in the last two days.
No more.