I am going back beyond the confines of TWTW. I apologize. I also am a going to talk about oe of the most boring subjects weather. I apologize. Let us go back to my birthday. It was just above freezing with a driving freezing rain that lasted most of the day. We had freeze warning through Tuesday. I still was wearing a sweat shirt at home on Wednesday. Sunday the 17th the temp hit over 80 degrees and I spent the day in shorts. Jobu achieved flat Jobu. Jobu is a cold weather kitteh. He is made for snow and cold. He has a lot of fur. So anytime it gets near 80 we achieve flat Jobu. He lays out as flat as he can to dissipate the heat. He doesn’t do a whole lot on flat Jobu days.
I have been doing some extra work that I am payed for by the hour. In my regular day to day job I goof off a lot while at work. A lot of time is spent reading web pages and gadding with coworkers. When I am doing the extra hourly work I use a stop watch. I don’t stop it for everything, like getting a drink of water. But most times when I stop working I stop the watch. I have realized I get distracted a whole lot when I am trying to work.
Jaren lives in an almost idyllic medieval village on an island nation. Then his world turns upside down. A form of sickness is spreading throughout the land. People are being driven mad by a nightly “water” dream. These dreams are full of violence and death. Jaren’s village is destroyed by a before unknown magic. Convinced that the King is the source of the dreams. Jaren sets out to the capital to kill the King.
This book is not a traditional fantasy story. It reads more like an adult (Not that type of adult ya dirty minded…) fairy-tale. There is not complex world building. The world feels rich but empty. The only things that exist, exist to further the story. The sense is that the world ends just past the characters view.
Reading this may sound really bad. But it works very well. As the story progresses it feels more and more like a dream, like reality is slipping away. It reads more and more like an actual dream. About half way through the book my brain started coming up with my own theories as to what was happening. My pace of reading accelerated as I tried to figure out the final explanation. Many possibilities present themselves. I don’t want to spoil anything but the final answer was not something I had considered.
It was my birthday but I already wrote about that.
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Today is my 43rd birthday. I almost forgot to blog about it. The early forties have been very odd for me. On one hand it seems really old. In my twenties I never even imagined what I would feel like at forty. Though I thought my life would be very different. On the other hand it seems really young. I still feel that there are many things left to do in my life and time to do them. My body hasn’t completely betrayed me. If I wanted to I could train for a marathon. I see the future as increasing not decreasing opportunities. I just need to have goals and remained focused.
The day was boring and it rained almost all day. Not sure what that means for the coming year 🙂
Jobu’s birthday falls on the same day. Why? Because I said so. We don’t actually know when Jobu was born. He was found at several weeks old. It just seemed easier to give him he same as me. What did I get him? The same thing I get him every year. Nothing. I let him live for another year and buy him food.