fooooooh. I was so scared that my internet would die on me just now. But when I clicked the start button to shut it down, pwhhhooops! the blogger page magically reappeared!
mmmmmm I was enthralled by The Darkangel. By Meredith Ann Pierce. It's a sci-fi kind of fantasy.
It was awesome. Blew my head off just like that. baBooom!
I usually don't like sci-fi or fantasy and weird world settings in a book(paranormal rocks tho ;), but this book, phwoar, this book is goddamn awesome. Pardon the language, but I think the monkeys who sit behind me poisoned my use of language. I swore in the ladies today, and all the girls turned and glare at me. Little did I know that that was a veryveryvery crude word. sorry!
I really liked this book. It's about adventures and friggin cool fantasy stuff and fancy words(I had a hard time figuring out the vocab) and sacrifice. That was the main theme in the story. Life is no picnic, doll. You gotta give some in order to get some. But sometimes, you get nothing back. Slave girl Aeriel sets out to avenge her friend/mistress who had the life sucked outta her by the darkangel aka vampyre aka icarus(thank god, i knew this one. Thanks Ms Dorothy for the anthrology texties!). Slave girl is spared by the vampyre because his dozen and one wives aka wraiths need new kirtles aka gowns and gowns need maids. So yeah, Aeriel begins her new life at the icarus's castle, and with help with the friendly neighbourhood duaborough. Or something like that. A dwarf might have been easier, Ms Pierce. My eyes do tend to get a lil blur with hard-to-spell-and-prononce words. hees. oh, and back to tale. Story ain't in her dictionary (:
Aeriel does her job by spinning dresses while listening to the wraiths nag up and down until she gets fed up and agrees to slay the evil vampyre(who is, surprisingly, not your typical sexy bloodsucker) thus departs on the 6 day-months adventure for the apparatus and materials for the destroying-the-villian science project.
She also falls in love unknowingly with you-know-who. Romance is subtle here, pity. Like, seriously, only a teaspoon or less. I was expecting a helllotta hot-smouldering scenes but sadly none came. No matter, I was not disappointed. (even though a lil' smut wouldn't have hurt xD )
I loved the ending. *censored to protect ladylike appearence*, was it a good ending. Caught me off guard and everything. Sacrifice is a big deal.
btw, I found this bombshell in the school library. Finally, a decent book in the school library. My book-drought has ended. And not a penny spent. Oh, and this is the first book in the trilogy which was penned in 1978. or 75. I hate numbers.
tata for now. Band practice-omg!marching!!- awaits.
yes I caught you looking at me and hellyeah i was flattered. and happy too. song in the shower: sparks fly by Taylor Swift <3
Saturday, August 1, 2009,12:35 AM |
i am fifteen years old, and fell in love with poetry recently.
okay, and maybe not only with that.
feel free to be inspired by the world. don't lock all your emotions inside you, express them and share.
share with someone who listens.
with the world.
the world needs more inspirations than tears, you know.
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."
thankyou for visiting. I hope something here makes you smile.