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LeGuin’s routine, according to a 1988 interview is:

5:30am—wake up and lie there and think.
6:15am—get up and eat breakfast (lots).
7:15am—get to work writing, writing, writing.
Noon-lunch
1-3pm—reading, music.
3-5pm—correspondence, maybe house cleaning.
5-8pm—make dinner and eat it.
After 8pm—I tend to be very stupid and we won't talk about this.

and so far reading this book, i can very much believe this.

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They are glazing Roque hard for calling him the poet of the galaxy or some shit his poems are lowkey ass

They are glazing Roque hard for calling him the poet of the galaxy or some shit his poems are lowkey ass

I knew Ragnar would die sooner or later but I thought it would be a bit more dramatic

“Trigg comes back around to stand in front of me, smiling lopsided, face open and boyish, not nearly as intimidating as his sister, despite the two gold teardrop tattoos that leak from his right eye. ”

Oh that guy is not going to make it I know the hierarchy of character introduction now

Does Pierce Brown know what a kilometre is

“When she discovers what I am, she will reject me. Even if she could survive that, I would not.”

So about that parallel to Edward Cullen…

my god the Ball‘s finally rolling the first 150 Pages were a draggg

there is a parallel between this guy and Edward Cullen that I dare to draw;

SNOREEEEEEE

Why eddie kinda..

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I hate his studycore aesthetic

WHY DID THEY GO FOR THIS FREAKY ASS COVER😭 i really can't read this in public or on goodreads for that matter
Last time i read this i put all my activity on private

Why is this such a drag to get throughggg

from now on reading it as literary fiction

He stuffs his finger down the hole in my shoulder, the stab of pain like a fiery poker straight through muscle, sinew, bone. (..) His finger retreats with a squelch, and I snarl through bared teeth, (...)
He sniffs his bloody finger, the next words powering out of him with such savagery they're almost tangible against my pebbling skin. 'I can smell it'
It keeps getting worseeee

'I don't want him whipping out his imperial cock for me. Certainly not when he doesn't bother to whip it out for his own folk.'

''You're a handful' His gaze drops to my bust, lifts again, lips curving into a slimy smile. '/more/ than a handul, actually.''

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'Cold calculating eyes - twin cerulean orbs - lock on me.'

this is like american psycho but for women

could have made a decent movie but is a not a very impressive book.