...Shadowfever? If not, be warned: Spoilers ahead!
I have just finished reading it for the second time. I just love this book and it was well worth waiting for. Most of all, I love the way it gets clearer and clearer - at least for us - that Barrons is suffering with the kind of relationship there having along 3/4 of the book. Their shared intimacy, when Mac was pri-ya, has not left him unaffected. Mac has breached his defenses and has found a way under his skin. His feelings for her run deep and wild and possessive. However, Mac does not realize this till nearly the end. Therefore she does not face her own feelings and love. Fear of the depth of this commitment keeps her from admitting it to herself and to him. She waits with her leap of faith till nearly the end. However, from a detatched point of view as a reader, it became soon quite obvious, that despite everything that's happening, he's having the same problems and would be more than ready to face a commitment that would even surpass his commitment to his men. So, there really were times I just wanted to shake Mac and tell her: can you not see it???!!!! Open your eyes, Rainbow Girl!
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Donnerstag, 3. Februar 2011
Montag, 1. November 2010
The first page of Shadowfever...
...here it is. The original. Enjoy!
Hope strengthens. Fear kills.
Someone really smart told me that once.
Every time I think I’m getting wiser, more in control of my actions, I go slamming into a situation that makes me excruciatingly aware that all I’ve succeeded in doing is swapping one set of delusions for a more elaborate, attractive set of delusions—that’s me, the Queen of Self-Deception.
I hate myself right now. More than I’d ever have thought possible.
I squat on the cliff’s edge, screaming, cursing the day I was born, wishing my biological mother had drowned me at birth. Life is too hard, too much to handle. Nobody told me there’d be days like these. How could nobody tell me there’d be days like these? How could they let me grow up like that—happy and pink and stupid?
The pain I feel is worse than anything the Sinsar Dubh has ever done to me. At least when the Book is crushing me, I know it’s not my own fault.
This moment?
Mea culpa. Beginning to end, all the way, I own this one, and there will never be any hiding from that fact.
Hope strengthens. Fear kills.
Someone really smart told me that once.
Every time I think I’m getting wiser, more in control of my actions, I go slamming into a situation that makes me excruciatingly aware that all I’ve succeeded in doing is swapping one set of delusions for a more elaborate, attractive set of delusions—that’s me, the Queen of Self-Deception.
I hate myself right now. More than I’d ever have thought possible.
I squat on the cliff’s edge, screaming, cursing the day I was born, wishing my biological mother had drowned me at birth. Life is too hard, too much to handle. Nobody told me there’d be days like these. How could nobody tell me there’d be days like these? How could they let me grow up like that—happy and pink and stupid?
The pain I feel is worse than anything the Sinsar Dubh has ever done to me. At least when the Book is crushing me, I know it’s not my own fault.
This moment?
Mea culpa. Beginning to end, all the way, I own this one, and there will never be any hiding from that fact.
Mittwoch, 4. August 2010
and another teaser...
...that just makes me crazy. Enjoy!
“You killed my sister!” The dark lake in my head begins to boil. I hear rustles behind me, leathery wet sounds and I whirl. The freaks that killed my sister are taking advantage of the distraction and trying to leave.
Not a chance in hell. This is what I’ve been living for. This moment. My revenge. First the ones that killed her. Then the one who delivered her to them.
I lunge for them, screaming my sister’s name.
I slice and rip and tear.
I begin with my spear and end with my bare hands.
I fall on them like the beast-form of Barrons. My sister died in an alley with these monsters working on her and now I know it wasn’t fast. I can see her, white-lipped with pain, knowing she’s going to die, scratching a clue into the pavement. Hoping I’ll come, afraid I’ll come. Believing I could succeed where she failed. God, I miss her! Hatred consumes me. I devolve into vengeance, I embrace it, I become it.
When I finish there are no pieces larger than my fist.
I’m shaking, gasping, covered with bits of flesh and gray matter from smashing their skulls.
I double over and hit the pavement, puking. I puke until I dry-heave then I dry-heave until my ears ring and my eyes are stinging.
I don’t have to look behind me to know the street is empty. My sister’s murderer is gone.
I finally got what I came to Dublin for.
I know who killed my sister.
I curl in a tight ball on the cold pavement and cry.
“You killed my sister!” The dark lake in my head begins to boil. I hear rustles behind me, leathery wet sounds and I whirl. The freaks that killed my sister are taking advantage of the distraction and trying to leave.
Not a chance in hell. This is what I’ve been living for. This moment. My revenge. First the ones that killed her. Then the one who delivered her to them.
I lunge for them, screaming my sister’s name.
I slice and rip and tear.
I begin with my spear and end with my bare hands.
I fall on them like the beast-form of Barrons. My sister died in an alley with these monsters working on her and now I know it wasn’t fast. I can see her, white-lipped with pain, knowing she’s going to die, scratching a clue into the pavement. Hoping I’ll come, afraid I’ll come. Believing I could succeed where she failed. God, I miss her! Hatred consumes me. I devolve into vengeance, I embrace it, I become it.
When I finish there are no pieces larger than my fist.
I’m shaking, gasping, covered with bits of flesh and gray matter from smashing their skulls.
I double over and hit the pavement, puking. I puke until I dry-heave then I dry-heave until my ears ring and my eyes are stinging.
I don’t have to look behind me to know the street is empty. My sister’s murderer is gone.
I finally got what I came to Dublin for.
I know who killed my sister.
I curl in a tight ball on the cold pavement and cry.
Freitag, 30. Juli 2010
It's done...
In case you missed it, Karen informed that Shadowfever is done!
It came in at 192,000 words, 728 PAGES! Too many pages to put in one binder. How awesome is that!
The release date doesn't change though - Shadowfever is still scheduled to be released Jan. 18th!
It's exciting to know that the book is done and according to Karen it turned out exactly like she saw it 5 years ago when she began this journey. Cool! I'm sooooo looking forward to it! Can't wait!
It came in at 192,000 words, 728 PAGES! Too many pages to put in one binder. How awesome is that!
The release date doesn't change though - Shadowfever is still scheduled to be released Jan. 18th!
It's exciting to know that the book is done and according to Karen it turned out exactly like she saw it 5 years ago when she began this journey. Cool! I'm sooooo looking forward to it! Can't wait!
Dienstag, 27. April 2010
Shadowfever...third teaser!
Wow, this one really got me thinking!!!!! Especially why everything turns to ice when V'lane is displeased about something????? And that Jasmine and Sandalwood scent thing. Has this scent been mentioned in combination with Barrons? I seem to remember, yes, but am not sure. If this scent is a definite attribute to a Seelie, then, Barrons must be a least part Seelie. But has this scent really been mentioned together with Barrons? I have to check this - or does anybody know it?
"
Flanking V’lane’s caste—which I assume is the highest ranking by how the other castes seem to protect it—are the stuff of fairytales. There are rainbow-colored, delicate Fae that dart like hummingbirds on gossamer wings; silvery nymphs that dance on dainty feet; and others that I can’t even see, except for blinding trailers of light they leave behind as they move. They’re so brilliant and fiery, they could only be earthbound stars.
I scoff at the delicacy of his army. They’re ethereal, born to wisp about, seduce, and be served.
Mine is earthy, solid. Born to gorge, kill, and rule.
We stalk toward each other, down a snow-filled street.
Where Seelie feet touch the earth, the snow melts with a hiss. Steam rises and flowers push up through cracks, blooming brilliantly, anointing the air with the scents of jasmine and sandalwood. The Seelie end of the street is bathed in golden light.
Where my army’s hooves and scaled bellies pass over the stones—a crust of black ice forms. The night embraces us; stealthy shadows, we ooze forward from the blackness.
"
"
Flanking V’lane’s caste—which I assume is the highest ranking by how the other castes seem to protect it—are the stuff of fairytales. There are rainbow-colored, delicate Fae that dart like hummingbirds on gossamer wings; silvery nymphs that dance on dainty feet; and others that I can’t even see, except for blinding trailers of light they leave behind as they move. They’re so brilliant and fiery, they could only be earthbound stars.
I scoff at the delicacy of his army. They’re ethereal, born to wisp about, seduce, and be served.
Mine is earthy, solid. Born to gorge, kill, and rule.
We stalk toward each other, down a snow-filled street.
Where Seelie feet touch the earth, the snow melts with a hiss. Steam rises and flowers push up through cracks, blooming brilliantly, anointing the air with the scents of jasmine and sandalwood. The Seelie end of the street is bathed in golden light.
Where my army’s hooves and scaled bellies pass over the stones—a crust of black ice forms. The night embraces us; stealthy shadows, we ooze forward from the blackness.
"
Mittwoch, 21. April 2010
New Release Date..
...for Shadowfever! It's been moved from December 28th to December 7th! GREAT! Only 229 more days to go!!!
Dienstag, 6. April 2010
Shadowfever: second teaser...
Am so busy with other projects and still, Barrons and the others are all the time very present! Especially when I get some sneak preview into the new book!! I hate to wait for december, I really do!
See for yourself...
"
Her pace quickens and she races down the corridor, passing soundlessly over obsidian floors, laughing with joy.
I know that sound. I love that sound. It means her lover is near.
He is coming. She feels his approach.
He is so powerful! It's what first drew her to him. She’d never encountered anyone like him.
She was awed that he chose her.
She is awed every day that he continues choosing her.
The stuff of him explodes through from his side in the Court of Shadows, telling her he comes, filling her home (prison) where she lives a fabulous life (a sentence not of her choosing) surrounded by everything she wants (illusions, she misses her world, so far away and all of them long dead) and waits for him with hope (ever growing despair.)
He will carry her to his big, dark bed and do things to her until his black wings open wide, so wide, eclipsing the world, and when he is inside her nothing else will matter but the moment, their dark, intense lust, the endless passion they share.
No matter what else he is—he is hers.
What is between them is without blame.
Love knows no right or wrong.
Love is. Only is.
"
See for yourself...
"
Her pace quickens and she races down the corridor, passing soundlessly over obsidian floors, laughing with joy.
I know that sound. I love that sound. It means her lover is near.
He is coming. She feels his approach.
He is so powerful! It's what first drew her to him. She’d never encountered anyone like him.
She was awed that he chose her.
She is awed every day that he continues choosing her.
The stuff of him explodes through from his side in the Court of Shadows, telling her he comes, filling her home (prison) where she lives a fabulous life (a sentence not of her choosing) surrounded by everything she wants (illusions, she misses her world, so far away and all of them long dead) and waits for him with hope (ever growing despair.)
He will carry her to his big, dark bed and do things to her until his black wings open wide, so wide, eclipsing the world, and when he is inside her nothing else will matter but the moment, their dark, intense lust, the endless passion they share.
No matter what else he is—he is hers.
What is between them is without blame.
Love knows no right or wrong.
Love is. Only is.
"
Montag, 1. März 2010
Shadowfever: first teaser...
Here is the first teaser that Karen M. Moning released for Shadowfever! Enjoy it!
"It's funny the things people say when someone dies.
He/she is in a better place.
How the f#ck do you know that?
Life goes on.
That's supposed to comfort me? I'm excrutiatingly aware that life goes on. It hurts every damned second. How lovely to know it's going to continue like this. Thank you for reminding me.
Time heals.
No, it doesn't. At best, time is the great leveler, sweeping us all into coffins. We find ways to distract ourselves from the pain. Time is neither scalpel nor bandage. It is indifferent. Scar tissue is not a good thing. It is merely the wound's other face.
I live with the specter of Alina every day. Now I will live with this ghost, too. Walk between them, one on my right, one on my left. They will talk to me incessantly. I'll never escape, bridged between my greatest failures."
I want more....now....!
"It's funny the things people say when someone dies.
He/she is in a better place.
How the f#ck do you know that?
Life goes on.
That's supposed to comfort me? I'm excrutiatingly aware that life goes on. It hurts every damned second. How lovely to know it's going to continue like this. Thank you for reminding me.
Time heals.
No, it doesn't. At best, time is the great leveler, sweeping us all into coffins. We find ways to distract ourselves from the pain. Time is neither scalpel nor bandage. It is indifferent. Scar tissue is not a good thing. It is merely the wound's other face.
I live with the specter of Alina every day. Now I will live with this ghost, too. Walk between them, one on my right, one on my left. They will talk to me incessantly. I'll never escape, bridged between my greatest failures."
I want more....now....!
Montag, 1. Februar 2010
Release date SHADOWFEVER
The official new and "definite" release date of SHADOWFEVER is December 28, 2010. The bad side of this news is: almost a year to wait, arghhhhhh! The good side: that should give me enough time to try and sort out who Jericho Barrons is!! :0)
Montag, 2. November 2009
Shadowfever release date...
...is supposed to be somewhere late summer/early fall 2010! Still loads of time to keep on speculating about Jericho Barrons and Mac and their happy-end!
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