Story Time
Friday, February 20th, 2009 02:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rolanniJust finished reading Carousel Tides for the first time since I turned it in to Madame the Agent, back in December 2006 -- enough of a break that I could read it as if it were written by somebody else. Mostly, I think it hangs together well, though the ending happens 'way too fast. I think the author was getting tired. Though, actually, the whole book happens 'way fast -- nine days, as the Changing World counts days, from start to finish. Yowsa.
I do adore the batwing horse.
Having thus refreshed my memory, I'm ready to talk to The Nice Editor Lady about those changes she wanted.
Snippet for the curious:
"Nay, nay, keep your sweet words close, my lady, and be niggardly in their spending! For when those are gone, there will be no more, I warrant."
"You're probably right," I said, coming around to the lee side of the rock. Cross-legged and quite naked, Nerazi sat with her back against the rock's rustling grass shirt, her rump cozy and warm on a sealskin blanket, braiding her silver hair.
I do adore the batwing horse.
Having thus refreshed my memory, I'm ready to talk to The Nice Editor Lady about those changes she wanted.
Snippet for the curious:
"Nay, nay, keep your sweet words close, my lady, and be niggardly in their spending! For when those are gone, there will be no more, I warrant."
"You're probably right," I said, coming around to the lee side of the rock. Cross-legged and quite naked, Nerazi sat with her back against the rock's rustling grass shirt, her rump cozy and warm on a sealskin blanket, braiding her silver hair.
