Friday, January 09, 2026

Book Haul: Dune Messiah & Children of Dune Deluxe Editions

 For Christmas this year I received Dune Messiah and Children of Dune in the Deluxe Hardcover editions. I had received Dune back in '19 and talked about that in my recent re-read of Dune at the end of December. Each picture should be clickable for a larger version if you're interested.

I just love how these all look. I also like the "saint's halo" motif going on for Messiah and Children. Shows the artist gets the whole religion angle that Paul was so worried about in Dune.

The following pictures allow you to see the blue'd edges of the paper, which I really like. It also shows the interior art as well as the full picture art on the reverse side of the book jacket.

There's even more stuff further in, but I think that is enough for now. I just love these and wanted to share the joy :-D



Thursday, January 08, 2026

To Green Angel Tower (Memory, Sorrow and Thorn #3) 5Stars

 

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Title: To Green Angel Tower
Series: Memory, Sorrow and Thorn #3
Author: Tad Williams
Rating: 5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Epic Fantasy
Pages: 1374
Words: 532K
Publish: 1993



Well, THAT was a chunkster of a book and I loved every second of it too. You know you’ve hit gold when you can read over 1300 pages and enjoy it all. This was slow paced but well done and I was never bored. It really helped my mindset knowing I had no other books to read and review for the rest of January. I just read this when I felt like it and let it soak into me, like a fine mist.

I had also forgotten the “catch”. I knew that there was a catch, but I just couldn’t remember what it was until it was revealed. Man, re-reading is great! By the by, the catch is that Ineluki (the disembodied spirit who is the villain) is going to possess King Elias’s body and rule Osten Ard eternally. He needed the 3 swords to complete the ritual, hence the prophecy about gathering the 3 Swords, and hence the name of this trilogy.

Everything comes together in the last 100-200 pages. Which considering the page count overall, is really rushing things at the end. At the same time, 200 pages is almost a full novel by itself, so it’s not really rushed at all. It was a very odd juxtaposition to be in. Feeling rushed and yet realizing it wasn’t rushed one tiny bit. I also liked how Williams focused on the emotions of his various characters near the end and how Simon’s decision (Simon has been one of the main male protagonists from the beginning) to NOT hate Ineluku helped bring about Ineluki’s downfall. In modern Yugioh parliance, The Power of Friendship wins the day, hahahahahaa.

Overall though, this whole trilogy was never about the ending, but about the journey getting to that ending. I guess you have to be in a certain mindset to truly appreciate this trilogy and I got lucky enough to be there this time around and loved every second, every meandering side quest, etc. One more thing I liked this time is that knowing there is now more Osten Ard related stories, I paid attention to some of the details about the elder races and I hope that pays off when I read those books. The Niskies, the Dwarrows, the Navigator’s Children, they held the promise of more and were not just one off names, because I know there is more to come. That aspect really made this a fuller reading than my previous times. I also suspect that once I read the later (and newer) Osten Ard books that when I inevitably re-read this trilogy again I’ll be able to appreciate small things in a whole new light. I pity people who don’t re-read, because they’ll never get to have an experience like that. Sure, they will read more new-to-them books, but my reading experience will be deeper, fuller and more satisfying. What more can you ask for?

Finally, I’d like to talk about the cover and the artwork. To Green Angel Tower was released in hardback and it had wraparound art. When it was released in paperback, it was too big and had to be split into two volumes, hence you’ll sometimes see TGAT Part I or Part II. Each of those paperbacks had one half of the original cover, which I think is great, because how many of us turn our books around to see the cover going all the way around? Not me! But the cover I chose as my featured image only shows one half of the hardcover. Michael Whelan is the artist and man, can he do drawings or what? The first picture is the original hardcover in all its wraparound glory. The characters on the left are Simon and Miriamelle (who are the young protagonists of the series) and on the right we have Jiriki and his sister Aditu, who are Sithi (elves, kind of) who help the humans against Ineluki, who was once a Sithi himself.



This second picture is the original artwork by Whelan and is for sale on his website. I have actually given some serious thought about buying the whole trilogy but $200 is something I need to give some thought to and not buy spur of the moment.



And with that, I bid you adieu until tomorrow’s post which will feature more wonderful cover love :-D

★★★★★


From Wikipedia

The story begins with the forces of Prince Josua Lackhand rallied at the Stone of Farewell, where the icy hand of the Storm King Ineluki has yet to take a deathgrip on the land. The remaining members of the League of the Scroll have also gathered at the Stone in hopes of unraveling an ancient prophecy. If deciphered, it could reveal to Josua and his army the only means of striking down the unslayable Storm King.

After Simon/Seoman Snowlock and Binabik have their reunion, they come to the realization that Memory – one of the three Great Swords recognized as being key to defeating the Storm King – is one and the same with Bright-Nail, old King John’s sword that was buried with him not three years previously. The trouble is, the grave of King John Presbyter lies in the shadow of the Hayholt, the stronghold of King Elias, and between the Stone of Farewell and Hayholt marches the army Elias has sent to besiege the defenders.

Meanwhile, Miriamele, Elias’s daughter who has joined Josua’s cause, is an unhappy prisoner on the ship of a lascivious and ambitious lordling to whom she has surrendered her virtue knowing only too late of his true nature. Another princess, Maegwin of Hernystir, falls deeper into madness, leading her people in a seemingly futile resistance against Elias’s allies who have conquered her kingdom, and deep in the ancient forest of Aldheorte, the immortal Sithi are mustering for a final conflict.

While Josua and his army must make a final stand to try to delay the forces of King Elias, Simon embarks upon a quest to Hayholt Castle to try to obtain the last of the three legendary swords and use their hidden magics to defeat The Storm King Ineluki and restore peace to Osten Ard once and for all.



Wednesday, January 07, 2026

Mr Zip Likes'em Big

 

Some guys like their drinks small. Some guys like their drinks medium. And some guys like their drinks big. Mr Zip ain't no Goldilocks.

Mr Zip says Big is Beautiful. What a truly deep and complex guy he is, right?



Tuesday, January 06, 2026

No One Round Here Reads Tolstoy (Memoir) 1.5Stars

 

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Title: No One Round Here Reads Tolstoy
Series: Memoir
Author: Mark Hodkinson
Rating: 1.5 of 5 Stars
Genre: Memoir
Pages: 307
Words: 107K
Publish: 2022



First book of 2026 and I end up with this stinker. My goodness, it’s like it is November and December of 2025 all over again! Ahhhhhhhhh….

I went into this “Memoir” (oh, how I am coming to hate this particular kind of non-fiction) expecting it to, you know, be about BOOKS that had shaped the author’s life as he’d grown up in an environment where reading wasn’t prevalent and in some cases, was actually discouraged. Instead, he wrote more about the music that influenced him as a pre-teen and teen and then 20something.

The whole attitude of this book was “I deserved better than I got and it was always everyone else’s fault”. His parents provided him a roof, food, schooling and they never stopped him from reading the books he wanted or listening to the music he wanted. But his disdain for his parents is almost palpable and his snooty attitude about the working class is like a slap in the face on every page. The entire sub-story about his grandpa getting hit in the head as a young man and his decline into dementia and eventually death from wandering out in the elements, while supposed to be loving, felt more like the author was airing his family’s dirty laundry to generate sympathy so he could say “Look at how bad I had it, pity me”. It also had nothing to do with books.

The last chapter in the book details his times visiting a psychologist and a life coach. When talking to the shrink he has this to write at one point:
I was hoping she would pick up on this last bit so I could waterfall my life story, how I felt I was a weird cuckoo kid placed with the wrong parents and had been failed by the education system and how I’d missed out. Basically, all my self-pitying stuff, laid on good and thick.

And that is the summation of this book. It is a gigantic whinefest by the author about how hard doneby he was and how he deserved our pity and wasn’t he so great for turning out so “normal” coming from such a horrid background. It filled me with disgust instead.

I asked for some help for the final sentence of this review, because the author is from the UK and I figured some American insult would just roll off his shoulders should he ever read this (very unlikely, but stranger things have happened with me and authors, sadly), so I asked what a really good insult would be. I came up with “ Mark Hodkinson is a wankering twat!” and that really shows how low esteem I hold for him and this book.

★✬☆☆☆


From the Publisher:

Mark Hodkinson grew up among dark satanic mills in a house with just one book: Folklore, Myths and Legends of Britain. His dad kept it on top of a wardrobe with other items of great worth - wedding photographs and Mark's National Cycling Proficiency certificate. If Mark wanted to read it, he was warned not to crease the pages or slam shut the covers.
Fast forward to today, and Mark still lives in Rochdale snugly ensconced (or is that buried?) in a 'book cave' surrounded by 3,500 titles - at the last count. He is an author, journalist and publisher.
So this is his story of growing up a working-class lad during the 1970s and 1980s. It's about schools (bad), music (good) and the people (some mad, a few sane), and pre-eminently and profoundly the books and authors (some bad, mostly good) that led the way, shaped a life. If only coincidentally, it relates how writing and reading has changed, as the Manor House novel gave way to the kitchen sink drama and working-class writers found the spotlight (if only briefly).
Mark also writes movingly about his troubled grandad who, much the same as books, taught him to wander, and wonder.


Monday, January 05, 2026

Keldon Warlord - MTG 4E

 

That dude is just ripped! He's the kind of guy who should go up against a Predator, a REAL Predator mind you, not some modern touchy-feeling boo-hoo Predator *gag. That sword alone looks big enough to reflect laser beams or even deflect shoulder missiles!

The artist definitely got that "Warlord" vibe down perfectly. 5stars for ol' Kev Brockschmidt.
Hip hip hurray!
Hip hip hurray!
Hip hip hurray!


Sunday, January 04, 2026

All The Feelings!

 



This is a panel from Dieselsweeties.com.

I know just how that poor robot feels. I bet it would feel better if it went and murdered Murderbot. That's a win-win scenario in my world.


Friday, January 02, 2026

January Plans

 

These last few months it has become obvious to me that I need to take a blogging break. Not to go offline mind you, but to just stop writing posts for a bit. So January is going to be my break time.

I plan on blogging every day next week and then not post again until February 1st. I do plan on still visiting every one and hopefully comment, but even those might have to go on the back burner for a bit. I'm still going to read and I plan on doing a mini-review post for when I come back. One post with one paragraph for every book I read. That way if I am ever feeling extra wordy with no good outlet, I can always put those books into their own posts and call it a day.

We need "Words", lots and lots of "Words"

However, I in no way plan to disappear permanently or for good. This is not one of those "I'm taking a break" that turns into a "hiatus" that turns into stopping blogging. I've seen that happen enough times that I've come to fear those "I'm taking a break" posts because I know what it usually presages. I will buck that trend and I will return.

So prepare for an onslaught starting on Sunday and then I'll do a See You in February post to remind you all (or the people who didn't see this post) of this on the following Saturday. Then it will be radio silence until February.

Cheers!


See You in February

  Like I discussed last week in my Plans for January post, the time has come for me to take a break from posting. I will continue to p...