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Feb. 8th, 2005 11:17 pmMy copy of Atlanta Nights showed up today. I'm only a couple of chapters in, and already I am quite convinced that it is a book unlike any I've ever read before, or ever will again. The prose is absolutely stunning. The author's use of dialogue must be seen to be believed, as my own words could not possibly do it justice. This book has already brought me to tears more than once, and I must say that I am absolutely astounded by the level of talent displayed even from the very first page.
As John Scalzi points out:
(For the few of you who don't have the slightest idea what I'm on about, read this post over at Making Light, or perhaps this page here.)
As John Scalzi points out:
Here's a quick rule of thumb: Don't annoy science fiction writers. These are people who destroy entire planets before lunch. Think of what they'll do to you.
(For the few of you who don't have the slightest idea what I'm on about, read this post over at Making Light, or perhaps this page here.)
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Date: 2005-02-08 10:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-08 11:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-09 06:07 am (UTC)"I stayed upright reading it."
--Jane Yolen
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Date: 2005-02-09 06:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-10 08:50 am (UTC)The *more* annoying thing about Atlanta Nights is that had it been written in, say, 1947, and by a single person, it'd be just another paperback on the B&N shelves and in occasional SF literature classes. Which is to say, it's really no worse than a lot of stuff that actually *was* published back then...
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Date: 2005-02-10 12:11 pm (UTC)