wellthisisverymuch asked: Your taste in books is spectacular, if I do say so myself!! c:
Thank you! Your taste in books and tv is excellent also. :)
I think I’m the only writer I know that laughs out loud at his own jokes. Like I’m rereading this book I’ve been working on for awhile and every time I come across a corny line or a joke, I just can’t help but bust out in laughter. Maybe I’m not the only one that does this but it feels like I am.
I always laugh at my own jokes.
Because then I know at least one person finds them funny.
Turning an already unfortunate character into an absolutely tragic character for the sake of the plot.
Hidden Talents by David Lubar
This and its sequel, True Talents, I never tire of rereading. The first person pov is well done, the humor is excellent, the characters are fantastic, and there’s always a nice little surprise near the end. The narrators for the two books are also on my list of favorite characters. I just can’t get enough of them.
I have long been fascinated by gamma-ray bursts (or GRBs). These are incredibly violent events: It’s like taking the Sun’s entire lifetime energy output and cramming into a single event that lasts for mere seconds! The energy emitted is so intense, so bright, we can see GRBs from a distance of billions of light years.
Gamma rays themselves are just a form of light, like the kind we see, but with huge energy; each photon is packed with millions or billions of times the energy in a single photon of visible light. Only the most energetic events in the Universe can make them, so if we detect a burst of them coming from the sky, we know something literally disastrous has happened.
We know GRBs come in many flavors. Some last literally for milliseconds, while others stretch on for minutes. We also know different events can cause them, too. Short ones seem to come from merging neutron stars, ultra dense compact objects left over after stars explode. The longer ones occur when massive stars explode, leaving their cores to collapse. In both cases, the huge blast of high-energy gamma rays signals the birth of a black hole.
But astronomers were recently surprised to find a third type of GRB, one that lasts not for minutes, but for hours. Whatever these objects are, they don’t just flash with light, they linger, blasting out far, far more gamma rays for far, far longer than was previously thought. What could do such a thing?
Several ideas were put forth, but new observations provided the linchpin: an ultra-long-duration GRB occurred on Christmas Day in 2010, and its distance was found to be a soul-crushing 7 billion light years away, about halfway across the visible Universe! This left only one possible candidate for the progenitor: a hugely massive star, one so big it dwarfs the Sun into insignificance.
AND THEN ONE OF THEM HAPPENED.
I’m sure I used to wonder
about falling in love.
how can they not know
that love has struck them?
How can they be oblivious
when their feelings are so obvious?
But then I met my own
and the arrow was so swift
that I didn’t even feel its bite
until the sky exploded in my heart.
Then I realized
this is what the songs say
yet it’s a feeling so pure
that no words can fully convey.
I used to think
I was happy enough without love
until I felt it.
A book everyone hated but you liked.
Hatchet by Gary Paulsen
Doesn’t everyone hate the books they have to do book reports on in school? I know the rest of my grade six class hated this one, but I liked it so much that I read ahead and finished well before everyone else.
As opposed to the books I read in senior high english class, which I skipped half of. (It’s okay though, the teacher’s notes for writing essays on those books were extensive so I probably could have gotten away with not reading the books at all.)
Leven Thumps and the Gateway to Foo by Obert Skye
…Does it really need explaining?
The title is what caught my attention, and subsequently added another favorite book series to my personal library. I’m kind of disappointed that in the newer covers the title has been shortened to merely ‘The Gateway’. How boring.
By the way, more people should read this series too.
The Worldbreaker’s Mark
This mark is passed down through all the descendants of a man known as the Worldbreaker, whose actions resulted in a somewhat apocalyptic event a few centuries before the story takes place. For his deeds, the man had this mark magically branded on his forehead in boldest red so that he could not hide. His children and their children inherited the symbol as a birthmark that became colored by their actions: the wicked ones bore it in red, and the more noble of them bore it in white or (very rarely) in blue. Though it is seen by all as a curse, its white or blue form is generally respected and sometimes even admired.
As magic died out in the worldbreaker’s apocalypse, this curse is the only surviving spell from the old times and the only supported evidence of the existence of proper magic.