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awahlbom at 05:26pm on 08/04/2007 under booklog 2007, books, fantasy, jacqueline carey, review
awahlbom at 05:26pm on 08/04/2007 under booklog 2007, books, fantasy, jacqueline carey, review1. Robert Asprin: Another Fine Myth
2. Robert Asprin: Myth Conceptions
3. Arto Paasilinna: Harens år
4. Carsten Palmær: Liten ordlista för nusvenskar
5. Jacqueline Carey: Kushiel's Dart (2001)
[Trying to catch up with my booklog backlog here. These past two months have been slightly busy, as you may have gathered, but I have nevertheless managed to finish five books. (Which is ridiculously few compared to what some of you manage, but I digress.)]
Phèdre no Delaunay is a beautiful young courtesan. She is also a highly trained spy, fluent in four languages, and greatly skilled in the arts of remembering and analysing information for her master Anafiel Delaunay.
This combination is not unique in history. What makes Phèdre special is the crimson mote in her eye: Kushiel's Dart, a sign that she has been chosen by Kushiel, the angel of punishment, as an anguisette — a natural-born masochist, cursed and blessed in equal measures to feel pain and pleasure as one... but that which yields is not always weak. Her clients are men and women with rather specific tastes, and it's one of them who betrays her master to his death and has her sold as a slave to the Skaldi, from whom she must escape to warn her people of the terrible threat from Waldemar Selig, the great chieftain who is attempting with significant success to unite the fierce Skaldi tribes into one huge army. All these events and more give her, much against her will, a small but significant part in the history of Terre d'Ange, and she also manages to have a lot of kinky sex on the way.
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king_of_ruins noted a while back, as far as kink goes, Carey's Terre d'Ange (an alternate-history parallel of medieval France, where the rest of the known world is also recognisable as a parallel Europe and Middle East) seems like a much more pleasant place for men and women alike than John Norman's Gor. Also, Carey is a quite good writer, whereas Norman is a clown with delusions of adequacy.
I'll post four more tonight when I get home from the Nine Inch Nails concert.
2. Robert Asprin: Myth Conceptions
3. Arto Paasilinna: Harens år
4. Carsten Palmær: Liten ordlista för nusvenskar
5. Jacqueline Carey: Kushiel's Dart (2001)
[Trying to catch up with my booklog backlog here. These past two months have been slightly busy, as you may have gathered, but I have nevertheless managed to finish five books. (Which is ridiculously few compared to what some of you manage, but I digress.)]
Phèdre no Delaunay is a beautiful young courtesan. She is also a highly trained spy, fluent in four languages, and greatly skilled in the arts of remembering and analysing information for her master Anafiel Delaunay.
This combination is not unique in history. What makes Phèdre special is the crimson mote in her eye: Kushiel's Dart, a sign that she has been chosen by Kushiel, the angel of punishment, as an anguisette — a natural-born masochist, cursed and blessed in equal measures to feel pain and pleasure as one... but that which yields is not always weak. Her clients are men and women with rather specific tastes, and it's one of them who betrays her master to his death and has her sold as a slave to the Skaldi, from whom she must escape to warn her people of the terrible threat from Waldemar Selig, the great chieftain who is attempting with significant success to unite the fierce Skaldi tribes into one huge army. All these events and more give her, much against her will, a small but significant part in the history of Terre d'Ange, and she also manages to have a lot of kinky sex on the way.
As
king_of_ruins noted a while back, as far as kink goes, Carey's Terre d'Ange (an alternate-history parallel of medieval France, where the rest of the known world is also recognisable as a parallel Europe and Middle East) seems like a much more pleasant place for men and women alike than John Norman's Gor. Also, Carey is a quite good writer, whereas Norman is a clown with delusions of adequacy.I'll post four more tonight when I get home from the Nine Inch Nails concert.