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How would life on such a construction look like? Will it still have trees, mountains, seas, and lakes? What sort precautions do you need to take so that the Ringworld survives through the ages? How do you produce energy? How do you maintain a day-night cycle? How do you effectively leave and return to Ringworld? What happens when society finally collapses? All these questions and more are discussed in the book. If the ring is about as far away from the sun as Earth is, and the ring is wide enough, you get an area equivalent to a hundred thousand planets enough space for everybody. The main setting of Ringworld is actually quite interesting: an ancient, almost all powerful civilization has figured out a novel way to avoid real estate problems: take all the matter in the solar system and stretch it out in the form of a thin ring around the sun. Congratulations! You have just cooked “Ringworld”, by Larry Niven. Recipe: take about 200 grams of insightful ideas concerning civilization and space exploration, slice ’em and dice ’em, then mix in about 10 kilos of misogyny, extreme cherry-picking physics, poor character development, unrealistic behaviour, some more misogyny and a ridiculous historical explanation, and mix thoroughly until homogeneous. But I don’t think you should care, because this is a horrible book and you should not read it. You'll make it if you squint through the sex scene. It's really a lot of fun, and any SF fan who loved/s Battlestar Galactica (the 2004 iteration) and The Expanse owes it to themselves to try the first one out. The space opera part takes up ⅔ of the book. Plus it's FREE on Kindle just in time for 2017's #Booksgiving subversion of the classic consumerist holiday.Ī classic space opera with a father-and-son reunion that heals both men, a crappy demanding spouse whose selfish demands are his undoing, and two worthy mates find each other. It does all of these things justice, as I say in my blog review, which explains why I gave 4.5 stars to this first TAKING SHIELD novel. GYRFALCON puts a gay man at the center of a non-romantic story of military service, honor, and duty. #ReadingIsResistance to historical homophobia in SF going unchallenged now or in future. On the first day of term, she discovered that she was not alone on her way to school: making the same journey was a boy who lived in her neighborhood and who shared the same timetable. She fell in love for the first time when she was eleven, en route from her house to school. While she was waiting for her Prince Charming to appear, all she could do was dream. Her father was a travelling salesman, her mother a seamstress, and her hometown, in the interior of Brazil, had only one cinema, one nightclub and one bank, which was why Maria was always hoping that one day, without warning, her Prince Charming would arrive, sweep her off her feet and take her away with him so that they could conquer the world together. Like all prostitutes, she was born both innocent and a virgin, and, as an adolescent, she dreamed of meeting the man of her life (rich, handsome, intelligent), of getting married (in a wedding dress), having two children (who would grow up to be famous) and living in a lovely house (with a sea view). Once upon a time, there was a prostitute called Maria. How can I start a book with this apparent contradiction? But since, at every moment of our lives, we all have one foot in a fairy tale and the other in the abyss, let's keep that beginning. "Once upon a time" is how all the best children's stories begin and "prostitute" is a word for adults. And soon, the watchful ringmistress, Madame Lyons-Mane, reveals a deadly plan for Lily. But behind the daredevil deeds of the bewitching bird-girl and the lobster-handed boy, something sinister lurks. Invited to a one-off spectacular show by Slimwood's Stupendous Travelling Skycircus, Lily, Robert and mechanical fox Malkin can't wait to jump onboard. Old secrets can weigh heavy when you want to fly. Treachery, tight-ropes and trickery combine in this incredible third Cogheart Adventure: the bestselling series of fantastical imagination set in a gripping Victorian world, from award-winning Peter Bunzl. As part of the “Chicago Renaissance,” which included writers such as Vachel Lindsay, Carl Sandburg, and Theodore Dreiser, much of Masters's writing focused on America's people, their lives and dreams. Prolific though he was-writing plays, essays, and biographies, in addition to his verse, over the course of his forty-year career-his place in the American canon is still debated. The more than fifty works in Masters's canon (forty of which were published after Spoon River) did not bring the author the acclaim, both popularly and critically, that he enjoyed with the publication of Spoon River. Even today, this collection remains widely read and is considered a crucial text of early-twentieth-century poetry. His book received its share of criticism, both culturally and poetically, but contemporary writers such as Ezra Pound and Carl Sandburg lauded its expressionism and insight-comparing Masters's arrival to that of Walt Whitman's. In 1915, with the publication of what would become his greatest work, Spoon River Anthology, Masters gained immediate fame, and his voice was widely considered fresh and influential American poetry. This dilemma is especially true in the case of the midwestern poet Edgar Lee Masters. One of the most difficult accomplishments in the arts is to deliver a follow-up success. Can Seven fix her broken magic and find out who is stonifying the champions. As the Witchlings attempt to unravel the mystery of the stonifications, future Uncle Seven is harboring a dangerous secret: While she's supposed to be able to communicate with animals, the voices she hears most clearly belong to monstruos, and one spine-chilling voice is the loudest of all. As the Witchlings attempt to unravel the mystery of the stonifications, future Uncle Seven is harboring a dangerous secret: While shes supposed to be able to. Claribel Ortega is a former reporter who has written middle-grade and young adult fantasy books inspired by her Dominican heritage. But someone is hexing the contestants and turning them into stone. Thorn is ready to compete as a fashion champion, but when a forbidden hex is used to turn her fellow champions to stone, suspicion lands on the Witchlings. The Golden Frog Games are underway and history is being made as the Thorn Laroux is the first Spare ever in the competition. With Ravenskill hosting this year's games, all eyes are on Seven Salazar, Valley Pepperhorn and Thorn Laroux: the most famous Spares in the Twelve Towns. Ortega, New York Times bestselling author of Ghost Squad and Witchlings, and Pura Belpr Award winning author of the graphic novel Frizzy, is a. Every four years, the Twelve Towns gather for a legendary magical tournament-the Golden Frog Games. Ortega, author of Frizzy and Ghost Squad, comes the sequel to the instant New York Times bestselling and #1 Indie bestselling Witchlings. Get ready for more magic, mayhem, and monstruos! From Claribel A. Moore writes the goth minion character, sixteen year-old Abby Normal, with a pronounced sass and panache. I thought Moore should have chosen a different backdrop for YOU SUCK (not San Francisco again) with new characters supporting Jody and Tommy rather than the Animals, detectives Cavuto and Rivera, and the Emperor. BLOODSUCKING FIENDS enthralled, humored and prompted fits of laughter while its sequel YOU SUCK failed to garner any outright laughs and I found the crux of the pacing and plotting exasperating, mostly going through the motions. I found Christopher Moore's YOU SUCK: A LOVE STORY a steep decline from the magic of BLOODSUCKING FIENDS (****). "Tres chic." grinned like he imagined a sexy Italian man-whore might.ĭamn, she's immune to my sexy Italian man-whore grin, Tommy thought. |