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Elisa’s 2025 Year in Books
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Elisa E. Enzo
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in Venice, Italy
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August 2015
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Court of Asphodels
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2015
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Retreat
Court of Asphodels is no longer available for sale. I'm sorry if you still wanted to buy it, but I took my time before doing this, and I don't think I will turn back from it.
I have some serious stuff to deal with, my head is not on focus - it hasn't been for quite some time now - and I realised I engaged in this adventure too soon, with the wrong tools and the wrong strategies, and most of all for Read more of this blog post »
I have some serious stuff to deal with, my head is not on focus - it hasn't been for quite some time now - and I realised I engaged in this adventure too soon, with the wrong tools and the wrong strategies, and most of all for Read more of this blog post »
Elisa’s Recent Updates
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Magnus Chase and the Hammer of Thor (Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard #2)
by Rick Riordan (Goodreads Author) |
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"♠ Non sto dicendo che non esistono gay estremamente effeminati ne che ci sia un problema in questa rappresentazione, sia chiaro.
Però Koral non è un uomo. Tutto nel suo personaggio grida donna. Il suo fisico androgino, il suo viso estremamente delicat" Read more of this review » |
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Witchcraft for Wayward Girls
by Grady Hendrix (Goodreads Author) Goodreads Choice Awards Nominee in Readers' Favorite Horror |
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“Once, poets were magicians. Poets were strong, stronger than warriors or kings — stronger than old hapless gods. And they will be strong once again.”
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“The best fantasy is written in the language of dreams. It is alive as dreams are alive, more real than real ... for a moment at least ... that long magic moment before we wake.
Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true?
We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.
They can keep their heaven. When I die, I'd sooner go to middle Earth.”
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Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true?
We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.
They can keep their heaven. When I die, I'd sooner go to middle Earth.”
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“We all have our time machines, don't we. Those that take us back are memories...And those that carry us forward, are dreams.”
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“Sometimes, you have to step outside of the person you've been and remember the person you were meant to be. The person you want to be. The person you are.”
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“Losing your way on a journey is unfortunate. But, losing your reason for the journey is a fate more cruel.”
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