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Dino Hunt
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Spirits of the Ice Forest
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Mighty Mary
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Terra Domina
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2012
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Angel Valence (The Angel, #1)
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2013
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Off The Map
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2014
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The Red Legion
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2014
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New York in the Moonlight
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Creatures of the Night
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A Patchwork Nation
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| Brandon Sanderson is a name that has become synonymous with the oft-used term "world-building", along with many other fantasy writing concepts that hitherto had been taken for granted as just part of developing a fantasy novel's setting. He and his t ...more | |
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"Max Davine’s Creatures of the Night is a historical horror novel set against the brutal uncertainty of the Yukon in 1898. It follows a young orphan known as Miss Laura, who escapes the institution where she has been confined and eventually takes the "
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| Nina Dunic's The Clarion is quiet. A quiet pace, a gentle voice, a soft snippet of life. Two siblings, Stasi and Peter, are the avatars of their generation - adrift in the expanse of existence without purpose and, more and more, without anchors or co ...more | |
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| In the early 1960's, Ghanaian President Kwame Kofi Nkrumah formed the first Independent government of Ghana and opened his nations arms to the descendants of the transatlantic slave trade to "come home". Among the pilgrims was American poet, singer, ...more | |
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| A charming read, much like if Jules Verne committed to writing specifically for children, Land of the Lost Mammoths splices fiction and science in a way that recalls 20,000 Leagues or Journey to the Centre of the Earth. In fact, it references the lat ...more | |
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“I don't believe in respecting women on the grounds that they are women. What's important is not DISRESPECTING them. In my eyes, everyone starts off as a person, what the individual does defines them, regardless of color, race, creed, sexual preference or gender. People need to stop demanding respect. Do something respectable. Yes, the majority of men do play games with women and treat them like machines that if you oil the right way you'll get what you want out of them, and that sucks, but at the same time, as many women act and behave like those very machines. The most admirable thing, I find in my lifetime at least, is just being yourself. It's also the hardest thing to do.”
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“We all need love. Love for ourselves, yes, that's easy, but we also need to love and be loved by someone outside of ourselves. We need to be chosen by someone, and loved by them. Whether or not we get that in this life is irrelevant. It's the needing it that makes us human, not the getting it. As long as we need it, and know we need it, we're fine. It's when we pull the curtain down and say 'no, I can do this on my own', that's when it's all over. Of course it's true to say that, but doing it isn't worth it.”
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“The difficulty with women in film and literature is similar to the cultural minority, in that they are often a plot device rather than a character unto themselves. For example, even a strong woman may appear alongside a man in a story, but she ultimately is part of the hero's overall goal; something to be won, or an element of his proving himself is winning her affections, or being captured or killed in order to send the hero into overdrive to complete his mission. In a story where she is the main protagonist, she often has to shed her femininity in order to complete the task. The fact that they are women overtakes from their serving the story as a character, rather than an object. Cultural minorities often appear to portray a view of their culture; the Russian will be a Russian and do Russian things. The woman will be contrary, or compensate for her womanhood by being overtly tough and masculine, or sexy and seductive therefore manipulative and ultimately something for the hero to either deny or conquer. A great example of the culture stigma NOT being exploited is in Wentworth: Doreen is an aboriginal, we see that, but being an aboriginal doesn't play as a device. It's a part of her, not the overruling definition of her, and while issues pop up regarding the fact, they are not at the forefront of the character. Women, it seems, are even more ingrained in our minds as elements or objects which only appear in order to have a titillating effect on the audience, or to serve another character's journey as either a challenge or a hindrance. What we want is to see women in stories who's sex is noted, drawn strength from without compromise thereon, but not of consequence to other characters or the evolution of the story.”
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“The growing warmth of outside bled into Oonban’s mamateek and enticed him out from under his furs. But the age of his body and the shape of his wife beside him kept him down. Chipchowinech lay on her back. Lips slightly parted as a thick lock of graying hair lay across her mouth. Carefully, conscious of his hard and calloused old hands, Oonban reached across and moved the hair out of the way. She stirred and her eyes opened slightly. The sun rose for the second time that day; now in his heart.”
― Spirits of the Ice Forest
― Spirits of the Ice Forest
“The women moved in to carve up the caribou and soon large chunks of its meat were roasting over the fire. The gathered families threw their wood carvings into the fire pit. The little dogwood caribous burned up and the smoke curled up with the sacrificed caribou’s spirit into the night sky where it dimmed the starlight behind a hazy sheen. The men danced and prayed to the departing spirit. In song and dance they said their thanks that it gave its life for their meal. Then they portioned out the meat.”
― Spirits of the Ice Forest
― Spirits of the Ice Forest
“The haunting bellow of the sentry horns sounded across the Greenland Fjords as the night mists settled between the jagged, rocky, half-frozen shores. Ifar the Shepherd hurried from his flock. Beyond the coast skirted by his grazing land he could see the shadowy shape of the incoming knarr as it pushed through the deepening fog. Slowly the masts emerged above it. Ifar turned toward the hilltop. There stood the magnificent earthen Mead Hall of King Lief, son of Eirik the Red. Though the karls who worked the lands already came running from the fishing houses and the farms and the lumber sites, Ifar could not pass up the opportunity. He gathered his horn from hip and blew with all his might.”
― Spirits of the Ice Forest
― Spirits of the Ice Forest
“Then my sentence remains death and I will take it.’ Freydis said. ‘As a skjoldmoy, with a battle-axe in my hand. But I will make Valhalla a place on earth before it happens. I will make Vinland the gates to all of the Nordic Empire and they will be open for all eternity to those persecuted by these one-God heathens, wherever they may be.”
― Spirits of the Ice Forest
― Spirits of the Ice Forest
“The Pale Ones are demons,’ Wobee said. ‘Does your fire crackle with the tears of Mammasumit’s family? Does it sing to you the screams of his women as they were set upon and taken as slaves? Come more Pale Ones. Come enough that they cover the ocean. If the Great River runs red, it will be with their blood and mine.”
― Spirits of the Ice Forest
― Spirits of the Ice Forest
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