So, so good. It’s like you took a wine fueled D&D session with your girlfriends (note to self: have one of those) and turned it into a graphic novel.
A foul mouthed, hard drinking band of hilarious mercenaries causes ruckus,
usually always involving bloodshed, sometimes for money, sometimes always for fun. The character descriptions are “Hannah the Rockabilly Elven Mage, Violet the Hipster Dwarven Fighter, Dee the Atheist Human Cleric and Betty the Hippy Smidgen Thief.”
This was presented to me by a colleague on the basis that someone had obviously written it for me. Seeing his point, I purchased it. Purchase of Volume 2 is imminent.
I’m sure you’re all already reading Saga… but if you’re not, start. As a colleague described it, it’s Romeo in Juliet in space, with lots of hot space sex. I love Lying Cat. I need more people to read Saga so I can say “LYING” at every opportunity.
Oh, and while you’re at it, pick up the new reboot of the Huntress series. I was weirdly excited about the fact that she isn’t leaping around in high heels, and actually has real boots with decent tread. A small detail, but an important one.
One of the greatest benefits to working in a bookstore is the amazing and eccentric coworkers. Today, one of my coworkers wrote a poem based on my incredulity at the cover of Toronto Life Magazine – A photo of duck and blueberry pancakes, which my mind won’t process. Here is the poem:
There once was a duck
Who ran into some bad luck
When I drenched her in maple syrup.
There’s a duck on my pancake!
What a surprise!
I was only expecting a side order of fries!!
I love my job so much.
Poem credit to Alisha Fournier 😉
I don’t know if you can improve on this spam. Amazing.
The result of this unearthly union is called
a cambion, and when the kid is born it seems to be a stillbirth as a result of
it reveals no obvious signal of life. But what happens
when you are suddenly interrupted from reading this book by a group of menacing ninjas.
After checking an endless amount of several Monster Legends Hack I was really concerned whether this will probably work or not.
Sometimes, it becomes art.
I recently finished the book Iron Curtain: The Crushing of Eastern Europe 1944-1956, by Anne Applebaum, Pulitzer winning author of Gulag.
It discusses how at the end of WWII, the Soviet Union was able to (more or less) turn several disparate countries into an ideologically and politically homogenous region. She also focuses on what day to day life was like for those living in the Eastern Bloc countries.
Applebaum suggests that unification was achieved through four main channels: 1. the creation of local secret police forces who would selectively target political enemies and take control of ministries of the interior (the ministry that determines land redistribution); 2. Take control of the era’s mass media, particularly radio; 3. Ban most independent organizations (e.g. women’s leagues, church groups and trade unions) and control youth organizations; 4. Displace people from the areas where they had lived for generations, making them disoriented and more easy to control.
In addition, there is an interesting discussion on how the Western Allies sat down with the Soviet Union and carved up post war Europe between them, with a devastating economic effect on Eastern Europeans; once among the most affluent countries in the world these nations now were forced to pay reparations to the west, while at the same time watching their resources exported to Russia.
The book is comprised of almost entirely original research, both of interviews and declassified government archives. As a result, it is a very heavy read and it took me some time to finish, but was well worth it. I picked up this book because I was working on my family history and was interested in more insight of this period of time in Hungary; but there is as much information on Poland, Germany or most of the other affected nations. This book is also particularly interesting considering current border disputes between Russia and former Soviet territories Ukraine/Crimea, Moldova (Transnistra) and Estonia, and increased NATO presence along Russian borders with Poland, Romania and the Balkans.
Text Story by Kiersten White, Art and Art Story by Jim Di Bartolo
Intended for age 12 and up
I am really excited about this novel of suspense and horror! Its main characters are young adults who live in or are visiting a boarding house by the sea. Two sisters share some duties with their mother after their father’s mysterious death. Three young men, one terminally ill, are visiting with them. The boys’ respective fathers are also deeply involved in something sinister. As the plot unrolls, the characters become embroiled in a chilling series of events that seem to involve far more than their sleepy little town. Reluctantly, they find themselves forced into more and more dangerous situations that involve not only their fathers but many of the townspeople they thought they knew well.
I want to hand this book to all my reading friends and order them to read it, and look at the twin story in paintings by Di Bartolo. It is a brand new technique to me. It’s not really manga, because there are no thought balloons or speech balloons or captions or any text whatsoever accompanying the paintings. It’s not really an illustrated narrative either, because the pictures have a purpose beyond accompanying and interpreting the text. I believe there are two narratives going on in parallel, both delivering the plot in different ways and from different points in the narrative.
At first I had no idea what the paintings showed, because they start the book, and with no captions I was lost. Still, they are so compelling that I spent several moments on each picture, struggling to “read” it. It wasn’t until I had read a fair bit of the text that the pictures started to have a narrative for me too. Then the two media started to work together brilliantly.
The text itself is a verbal wonder that conjures a visual wonder as effectively as the paintings. White creates characters you can see, without wasting a word. The creepy atmosphere of horror is just as much a product of the evocative writing as the shivery paintings. The story is a series of shocks to the nervous system that will keep you turning the pages well in to the night. Now that I am tuned in to the art work, I am going to re-read it to see what I missed at the beginning. This is a book that will merit second or third or even more readings.