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The Shadow War of the Night Dragons, Book One: The Dead City

3 comments, 342 views, posted 6:54 pm 09/04/2012 in Books & Poetry by HariSeldon
HariSeldon has 4246 posts, 2228 threads, 260 points
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This HUGO nominated book may just be the next big Event. I can say that it is one of the fines fantasy series ever conceived.

An excerpt can be found at the Related Link

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Vormid (5), Rosie (5), griffin (5), bradpitt (5), jLuv (4)

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7:14 pm 09/04/2012

Rosie

Now that the cats are out of their proverbial bag, a few thoughts.

* First, as regards my short story nomination for “The Shadow War of The Night Dragons: Book One: The Dead City: Prologue,” I want to be very clear of my thought on this nod, for this work:
AH HA HA HA HA HAH HA HA HA HAH HA HA.

This is, seriously, my favorite Hugo nomination ever. When I got the e-mail that told me the story had been nominated and did I want to accept, I literally hopped up and down, cackling like a hyena, until my daughter asked me if I was having a seizure. And then I wrote back, “I am SO VERY ACCEPTING this nomination.”

Why do I love this nomination?

1. Because it’s absurd, in the best sense of the word. The idea that a story written as an April Fool’s Day joke has gotten a Hugo nod is just delightfully nuts.

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It was GREAT!

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7:21 pm 09/04/2012

Vormid

I just saw a review for Old Man's War. Will add this to my list of Kindle reading.

Currently reading "The Passage" it's decent.

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6:32 pm 10/04/2012

Vormid

The first paragraph is awesome. I mean....I've never heard "Night" described in such a way:


Night had come to the city of Skalandarharia, the sort of night with such a quality of black to it that it was as if black coal had been wrapped in blackest velvet, bathed in the purple-black ink of the demon squid Drindel and flung down a black well that descended toward the deepest, blackest crevasses of Drindelthengen, the netherworld ruled by Drindel, in which the sinful were punished, the black of which was so legendarily black that when the dreaded Drindelthengenflagen, the ravenous blind black badger trolls of Drindelthengen, would feast upon the uselessly dilated eyes of damned, the abandoned would cry out in joy as the Drindelthengenflagenmorden, the feared Black Spoons of the Drindelthengenflagen, pressed against their optic nerves, giving them one last sensation of light before the most absolute blackness fell upon them, made yet even blacker by the injury sustained from a falling lump of ink-bathed, velvet-wrapped coal.

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