Hahahaha DAMN
Oct. 21st, 2009 07:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Picked up Novik's Victory of Eagles on my last day in Delhi, seeing as how it's clearly been far too long since my last dose of Napoleonic dragons. Looks like I'm skipping book 4, but it hardly seems a waste; Black Powder War dragged on, and it seems from a paragraph or two's dramatic summation that the events of Ivory Whatever were nothing especial in detail.
All that said, Novik has reclaimed her place in my heart. I find Eagles capable of precisely the same feats as Her Majesty's Dragon, two years hence: I open the paperback, sink within, and rouse myself unknown spans of time later to realize that a hundred and fifty pages have swept by and Napoleon has just sacked the hell out of London in most magnificent style.
It's now 11pm, three hours into our long, long train ride back, and another eighty pages are gone like the wind. There's still a little too much of the formula in this latest concoction, but it's most certainly a formula that works.
Lawrence is getting a little tiresome, though. The poor man's in dire need of a little un-bleaking.
All that said, Novik has reclaimed her place in my heart. I find Eagles capable of precisely the same feats as Her Majesty's Dragon, two years hence: I open the paperback, sink within, and rouse myself unknown spans of time later to realize that a hundred and fifty pages have swept by and Napoleon has just sacked the hell out of London in most magnificent style.
It's now 11pm, three hours into our long, long train ride back, and another eighty pages are gone like the wind. There's still a little too much of the formula in this latest concoction, but it's most certainly a formula that works.
Lawrence is getting a little tiresome, though. The poor man's in dire need of a little un-bleaking.