Showing posts with label George R R Martin. Show all posts
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Sunday, 5 July 2015

Archipelacon

Last week, I embarked on a great and marvelous adventure. I set my sails to Mariehamn, Åland, to attend Archipelacon, a convention created by nordic fandom, mostly from Finland and Sweden.

I've been looking forward to this convention ever since the worldcon last year in London, where I first heard about it and immediately decided to become a member. I heard that the Guests of Honour would include George R R Martin and Malmö-based author Karin Tidbeck. Both authors are amazingly good with words, I've read and loved all of their work. The other Guests of Honour were Johanna Sinisalo, the finnish author of "Not before sundown" (and writer of Iron Sky). The fan Guest of Honour was Parris McBride, who also happens to be GRRM's wife. Gary K Wolfe, also a long time fan, was the academic guest of honour. This was a really impressive list of GoH:s, but it wasn't just that, that made me want to go. I also wanted to hang out with the finnish fandom that I'd met in London. Who would say no to a four day long party with the finnish fandom!?

The journey

Since I live so far away from Åland, and the ferry from Stockholm left around 7 am, I decided to travel up to Stockholm the day before the con started, so I could arrive to Åland with the rest of the fans by thursday noon. So, the adventure started on wednesday morning with me and my friend Frida (she taged along for her first convention!) taking a plane from Malmö, spending the day sightseeing in Stockholm. We saw Gamla stan, SF-bokhandeln, ate some really delicious sushi and ice cream, and Frida found a store that had her nickname (Farraw) on it.


Since we were in Stockholm a day early, I had ordered my loyal subject the Stockholm fans to come to a pre-con-party. And so they did.

Bellis, Pebbles, Karl-Johan, Herman, Henrick, Karl-Johan, Hulda, Therese, Michael and Tommy met me at Monks, and later we were joined by the amusing brittish author Ian Watson and the lovely spanish translator Cristina Macia whom I met last month at Fantasticon in Denmark. It was a happy reunion, and a great way to kick off our Week of Fun with Fandom!

Henrick and me, on the way to the con, traveling by ferry to Åland.
Early thursday morning, slightly hung over and dead tired, we huddled off  to Värtahamnen and to the Baltic Princess. Me and my friends managed to get a few more hours of sleep in our cabin on the ferry and 5-6 hours later, we arrived at Mariehamn, checked in to our hotel Arkipelag and rushed over to the registery.

First impressions

Some things struck me during the con as unusally well organized. First of, the committee of the con seemed happy and relaxed, the registration went by in a flash and we got beautiful and well thought out programme and badges. The venue was spacious, with a high ceiling, glass doors to let the sun in, and the first floor had long stands of books and a chocolate stand. It was all centered around a lounge and a veranda (next to the sea) were fans met, drank beer and hung out.

The hotel where I slept was in crawling distance, the food market and the mainstreet was just around the corner, the bar at the venue was full of tasty Åland-beer (yum, Stallhagen Delikat and Baltic Porter!) and the staff was professional and good, and they selled easy-to-carry sandwishes. Never once did I go hungry, thirsty, or got lost from my friends, or had issues with noisy areas. And that is really, really good, since I have a hearing disability and can't really cope with noise. They could not have chosen a better spot.

The programme items

The convention started with an orchestra playing a song from Skyrim, and then Johan Anglemark and Sari Polvinen opened the convention ceremoniously with the guests of honour on stage. It was short and to the point. I didn't recognize the melody from Skyrim since I'm not a gamer, but I liked it all the same anyway. Frida was ecstatic. The ceremony took place in the main auditorium, which was a huge room and I felt sure everyone of us would fit in there if we wanted to. That meant that the most popular programme items would never have queues, unlike the worldcon London where we queued most of the time. As a Swede, I should be fairly used to queuing but it's really boring and I don't want to waste time waiting. When there's only four days of con I want to make the most of it.

Some memorable items on thursday's programme was "Nordic Weird" with Karin Tidbeck and Johanna Sinisalo. They talked about what genre they write, and what started their writing careers. Both agreed that neither of them have actively thought of them as weird fiction writers. Johannas readers mostly don't even find her by seeking out SF or fantasy. Karin said she just don't care about what genre she writes, and just focuses on seeing were the story goes. Karin started writing at a very young age, influenced by Tove Jansson, and Johannas writing career started while she was very active in finnish fandom. It was a good panel and I especially liked Karin's speech about what she wants to explore as a writer. The idea that reality is very thin, and that something lurks in the shadows and in the cracks, shaped her as an author and as a human being. It tickles my imagination.

The moderator Jukka Halme (who's name you all should know by now because I'm his number one fan) asked if their genre could be a sort of Janssonian fiction, and if there's something in the water that makes nordic countries write about this kind of things. Karins response came quickly: "It's the pickled fish."  And Johanna: "The light summers and dark nights." Karin also explained that other countries are drawn to her fiction because of the melancholy thing, which seems to be an aphrodisiac. Take heed, Nordic authors!

Another memorable thing on thursday was the orchestra playing songs from different sf-movies, which was ah-maaa-zing! More of that, please!

Quinsonitus playing Deep Space Opera. Photo taken by Henry Söderlund.

On friday, I went to four panels and sat for an hour in the Alvarfonden second hand bookshop-room, selling books and chatting with people.

The program items I saw was "Worlds of Water" which was a presentation about the Viking Age in Åland, "Life in fandom" with George R R Martin, Parris McBride, Gary K Wolf and Johan Anglemark as a moderator, "Zombies, Necrophiles and Spiraling Penises" by Torill Kornfeldt, and last but not least "Mad Scientists" with Torill, Anna Davour and Helena Kiel. I'm kind of shocked that I went to so few items, and in retrospect I'm sure I've missed a lot but I had a great time on the veranda, drinking beer and hanging out with my friends.

Bellis, Henrick, Johan, me, Frida and Marie-Louise. Picture belongs to Luke Smith.

The programme item about the Viking Age was really interresting, and the archeaologist Kristin Ilves was a good speaker. She talked about geomythology and explained that the nordic mythology of Ragnarök, and the fimbulwinter leading up to it, can be the result of an extreme weather phenomenon that happened around 536-545, and that early writings tell about some kind of meteor striking the earth, causing a blue sun and really cold summers. Readings indicate that sulfuric acid is found in the Greenland ice from that time, also indicating that there might have been some kind of volcanic eruption some years earlier.

Life in fandom was really awesome.I love these meta-panels about panels and life in fandom, and how the community has evolved over the years. Parris and George talked about how they met in a sauna in a convention in the seventies, which was cute and amusing. George also said an interesting thing about how fandom's been in the pasts that I hadn't thought about: When your family buy you books for christmas, they would mostly get it wrong since they don't really get you and sff. But in fandom in the sixties, seventies and eighties mostly all fans had read the same books and had great discussions about them. This was like your second family. That sort of thing is hard to do nowadays that the genre has expanded. But as common denominators go, nowadays you can be sure that you will find someone to talk to about your favourite tv-shows. And I still feel like fandom is my OTF.

It was interesting to hear about Parris experience as a woman in fandom in the early days when women wasn't that well represented in conventions. She had do endure sitting in a panel about "Women in sf - do we really need them?" for seven years. Archaic. She made a joke about helping to socialize a generation of fans who didn't really know how to talk to women. (Sometimes, I feel that way too. But that's something I'll save for another post.)

After that, Torill held an awe-inspiring and crazy presentation about the way animals and amphibians behave, mate and are designed. She's done this presentation before in swedish and the rumour of how fun it was had already spread to Finland, making it insanely popular. We completely filled the room, the floor, and people stood against the wall and in the doorframe. We were so many fans that we almost couldn't close the door. I talked to my mum the other day, telling her about Torill and her plans to go to Sibirien and visit the russian scientist whom wants to create mammoths, and mum was like: "Someone should make a movie about her life." I'm agreeing with mum, and adding "someone should give her the nobel prize, just because."

Mad scientists; Torill Kornfeldt, Anna Davour and Helena Kiel.

The last panel of friday was held by the awesome swedish scientists and fans Torill, Åka and Helena. They were funny and clever about the way scientists are depicted in films and litterature. Helena made the conclusion from Dante's Peak and Tremors that geologists are the sexy ones. Torill was unhappy with the biologists in Prometheus, whom seemed to be slightly to naive for their occupation. They also asked and answered very important questions:

"What would it be like if mad linguists ruled the world?"
"Just look at XKCD.com."

I LOL:ed. A lot. :D


On saturday, I listened to Maria Turtschaninoff, Kristina Hård, Petri Hiltunen and Johanna Sinisalo talk about "Trolls in nordic SFF". They all have different takes on the troll mythology, some have beautiful trolls (more like faeries), some have ugly ones, some trolls like treasure, some are more like seducers. The authors all consulted books, historic texts and nordic folk lore which gave them inspiration for their trolls. Sinisalo and Hiltunen often refer to their work as "troll punk" which I totally loved. (I must learn finnish so I can read Hiltunens graphic novels!) They talked a bit about tropes with trolls, that they've been used as cautionary tales for young women so they won't follow a beautiful stranger into the woods, or so they won't think the grass is greener on the other side. It has also been used as a way to talk about postpartum depression, as a way to relate to having children and becoming estranged to them. In the age of christianity, the devil took the place of the trolls, and so the cautionary tales lived on. The authors today often use mythological creatures as a metaphore for cultural and ethnic differences, and Petri Hiltunen explained that he's bringing evil trolls to the mix as a metaphore for greedy business men. Fascinating indeed!

Another item on my list for friday was at the library in Mariehamn, which was open for the public. What a great idea to show the public what we do and make it possible for them to sample a bit of our culture and happenings. A good way to find new fans, too!

In the library I listened to Torill (again, I seem to be stalking her!) talking about "Reality's Jurassic Park"and about extinct animals and what they have meant for us and for the nature. She talked about the passenger pidgeon and the auroch, and the thought of creating mammoths again through elephants to help the Sibirian tundra grow colder, which will help the environment. Torill was brilliant as always, and made everyone laugh, and also made us think about the world we live in and how we treat it.

Later on I listened to the english version of "Karin Tidbeck's guest of honour interview", where I made an awkward attempt of asking a audience question to Karin but then realized I hadn't thought it through, so noone could understand what I was asking. Afterwards, I hid in my hotel room for a while so I could sulk it out in private and go "OMG I'm so awkward!" until I got over it. I didn't remember anything that was said in that panel, due to the sheer trauma of the embarrasment, so I went to the one in swedish on sunday. Where I sat quietly.

The sunday interview I really, really liked, since it went deeper into the books and Johan Jönsson and Karin had such a funny, relaxed style. Karin joked a lot about the fact that she doesn't like her books being labeled dystopian, but then accidently said that they were dystopian and had to rectify it by calling it antiutopian.

Karin explained more about creating her novel "Amatka", and that she really liked the idea of a world reacting to language. Of course, then she had to clean out all kinds of metaphorical language, parables and stuff like that, which was a difficult job. There are so many interesting things said in that interview, but I'm going to have to narrow it down to one thing I want to highlight as very good: she wants to write about people whom suffer from mental illness, because these people exist in the world, and she wants them to have a part in it in her books. That was great, since I feel very strongly about the issue and feel that we need to hear these peoples voices and break the stigma that surrounds it. After all, depression is something about 50 % of human kind suffers from, it is a huge part of the human condition.

But now I'm getting ahead of myself. Lastly, on saturday, I sat in Alvarfondens second hand bookshop again, this time for two hours. It was a great way to meet new people, one of whom was Alexander Hallberg, Sveroks chairman and fellow nerd. We talked about creating associations (unifications?) and bringing people together, something we're both passionate about. And I sold some books, too.


On sunday, I went to two more panels except Karins interview, and then there was the closing ceremony. It all went by too quickly! *sobs*

The second item of the sunday programme was the panel "Translators and writers", moderated by the lovely Johanna Vainikainen, whom have the most soothing and pleasing voice and a relaxed and nice contact with her panel members. Listening to her moderating the panel was a joy in itself. The authors and translators were really good speakers too, Ian Watson and Cristina Macia make a fine pair and are funny to listen to. They are married, and like to tease and joke with each other, which is really entertaining to watch. Tanya Tynjala is a peruvian author and translator, but speaks and has translated to french too. Also in the panel was Karin Tidbeck and J. Pekka Mäkelä, both sf author, and also translators. Karin has translated her short stories collection Jagannath. I learned much about translating, about how different it can be from translator to translator depending on the publishing company, the pay, the amount of work and the level of collaboration with the author. And there are different styles of translators too. They had a good discussion about if a translator should translate word for word, or though for thought? Can there be nuances where the translator interpret the book, in the spirit of the author? Cristina felt the translators job is not to rewrite the book, and she has a more direct word for word approach. Tanya said her goal is to make the english reader feel the same as the spanish reader, to try to feel the voice.  Both had good points to make on the subject.

Cheryl Morgan, Tanya Tynjala, Ian Watson and Nini Neuvonen.

The discussion continued in next panel, "Science fiction and fantasy translated into english" were Cheryl Morgan took the helm of moderating Ian, Tanya and also Sini Neuvonen for an hour and a half. The panel was very informative about different translated works, and Cheryl Morgan mentioned she will post a list of the books mentioned, so I will try to get a hold of it and link it to this post. They talked a lot about the struggle of getting books translated, and mentioned "Finnish weird"; a impressing initiative made by the Finns, where they had fans translating their favourite Finnish writers. After that panel, I ran to the finnish bookstand and bought the magazine.

One point made about translated work is that the english speaking population has a tendency not to read translated work as there is so much written in their own language, and Cheryl Morgan asked the question "How do we encourage people to read translated work?" The question remains unanswered, but the panel gave a lot of good book tips which hopefully will help build some bridges.

The closing ceremony was a very fine thing, filled with applauds, hugs, and the guests of honour gave their thanks and said that they were really impressed with what the Archipelacon concom had done. GRRM encouraged everyone there to vote for Helsinki in 2017, and said that if they win the bid, he would be there in 2017 along with Connie Willis, Scott Lynch and the rest of the gang.

(I have voted, have you? Ask me how!)

The Finns are really good at this stuff, and I am thoroughly amazed by them all. I have made so many new acquaintances this weekend, and have gotten to know the Finns I met at Worldcon a bit more, and I miss them all terribly already, along with my fellow swedish fans.

The parties

Ah, the parties, What can be said about the parties? The parties were great! The Åland summer is very much like the summers in northern part of Sweden with the never dying light and the silence. Only, not as quiet... We had a pool! And karaokee! And I've even heard rumours about skinny dipping. Dammit guys, next time you have to tell me! ;)

"Look, the book matches the pool!"

The nights where bright and full of warmth from infrared heating. And full of mad scientist-laughter, Brotherhoods without banners, pool parties, singing, fezzes... Just an amazing buzz of people.

There were some really enthusiastic people singing Queen-songs in the karaokee-corner, and there were Jukka Halme and his evil gang, taunting me with the song "spiderpig" because I was scared of a humongously big evil spider of doom that hung in a fine thread from the ceiling. Jukka Särkijärvi and I stood shaking of shock and terror, hugging for comfort, until Karl-Johan Norén saved the day by smashing the spider with a pad. A brave man, that Karl-Johan, risking his life against the beast to save us.

We heard the drums in the distance, and saw Cthulu rising before us, from his watery grave.
We had a standing joke about me and Frida. The second day, when I had introduced her to a bunch of people, Frida was saying how she felt I was very much like Barney Stinson in "How I met your mother" with "Haaaaaave you met Ted?" and she was Ted. Not a bad comparison. (Although I'm not fixated on suits and getting laid.) But I do like magic. Frida mingled and got to know people and had a great time. It warmed my heart to see my best friend getting to know all these amazing people in my life and enjoying their company and the con too. Frida says that my hobby is to collect people, and I think the best thing about collecting people is when you're able to bring them together, and when they like each other as much as you like them all... it's like magic.

Another funny thing is when someone came up to me and accidently called me Frida. (That's how much they liked her. I'm starting to get jealous of her.) Later, Torill accidently called me Frida, and then I myself accidently called Frida Fia. (That was really weird.) Suddenly I had an identity crisis, which I confessed to having on twitter. That caught the attention of Tero Ykspetäjä, and all weekend long he enabled this crisis by said "Hello Frida!" to me. Thanks for that, Tero. Really. I'm gonna send my therapists bill to you. :P

Evil Tero!


I had a really great time, to which I owe many thanks to my very wonderful, understanding and good-for-waking-me-up-before-I-overslept-room mate Anna Bark Persson, and to our gang of Frida, Maria, Markus, Nahal, Veronica, Arina, Kristina, Hanna and Jan. We had a lovely dinner on sunday at Dino's were we squeezed together in a small booth and talked about the convention and other things. We also think we have figured out what killed the auroch. (Smoking is bad for you! What do you think, Torill? Could the aurochs have been nicotine addicts?)

I have made some big promises during this con, and all of them I intend to keep. I made a solemn vow to learn finnish when Jukka Särkijärvi started learning swedish, and to make a convention in Malmö the year after Nahal does one in Uppsala. Seems like a good plan. About learning finnish: I've actually downloaded an app and spent the better part of this weekend trying to learn words. Olisi. Jollekin.Työskennellä. Maito.

They say that learning another language is good for the brain, and prevents getting alzeimers, so I'm being healthy too. (And also it is good when wanting to read finnish sf-litterature).

There have been a lot of fans from different countries at this convention. But I started thinking, maybe, we're all from the same country; the fandom country. We speak the language of SF but have different dialects, and we don't let that hinder us from connecting and making friends. Frida's soon traveling to Japan for an exchange year, and will be seeking out the japanese fandom. The brittish fan Luke Smith has begun to learn swedish. Some Finns are talking about coming to Swecon and I'm definitly going to Finncon next year. And maybe Åcon. And maybe Eurocon in Spain, which will be in november 2016, hosted by the lovely Ian and Cristina! (Maybe I'll have to learn spanish too.)

There are so many things to be said about this convention, and I could talk about it for ages, but I think I'll just end this here before it become a novel. My very last words will be  an echo of Jukka Halme's eternal wisdom: Fandom is love.


Monday, 25 July 2011

En Post-Martin post

Efter att ha levt i George R R Martins värld i två veckor är jag nu färdig med A Song of Ice and Fire (for now!) men den stannar kvar i minnet och spökar. Idag på jobbet så tittade en kollega ut genom fönstret och utbrast "En drake!" varpå jag snabbt snurrade runt, adrenalinet hann sätta in och jag sökte efter draken ... och så var det en attans pappersdrake.

Reality is no fun. :(

Jag vet inte om det är Martin som inte vill släppa mig, eller jag som inte vill släppa den. Bara tanken på att öppna upp en annan bok känns jobbigt. Men förr eller senare så måste jag ju göra det, och då är frågan. Vad är det som kan få mig att sluta tänka på Mr Martin?

Det måste vara en asbra bok, intensiv, romantisk, episk. Men kanske inte en fantasy, det blir så tjorvigt då när jag börjar blanda ihop det med Westeros. Några förslag på en asbra bok?

Sunday, 24 July 2011

A Dance with Dragons av George R R Martin

A dance with dragons är den femte boken i serien A song of ice and fire. Tidslinjen löper parallellt med handlingen i fjärde boken A feast for crows, men medan Feast handlade om Westeros så handlar Dance om The wall i norr och Valyria samt The Free Cities i öst. Dance fortsätter också storyn efter slutet på Feast, så vi får också återse några av de PoV:are som är med i Feast.

Innan jag börjar vill jag utlysa en *SPOILERVARNING!* Har du inte läst böckerna t.o.m. A feast for crows så riskerar du att spoilas. *SPOILERVARNING!*

Det är dock riskfritt att läsa vidare om du läst t.o.m. A feast for crows. Hädanefter så kommer vidare spoilers döljas bakom vit text, så har ni läst boken kan ni ju trycka CTRL + A så kommer allt fram.
Here it goes...!

Eter att ha läst 1000 sidor av Westeros-action så lämnade jag motvilligt Sam, Arya, Jamie och Cersei, Brienne och de övriga till deras öde. Handlingen i Feast ledde upp till ett par spännande cliffhangers, men inget av detta spelar någon roll, för nu är det Jon, Daenerys och Tyrions tur att få komma till tals.

I början finner vi Tyrion på flykt från Kings Landing. Han han dödat sin far, Tywin Lannister, och kämpar inombords med att hantera det hela. Tywin hatade Tyrion, men trots det så var han faktiskt Tyrions far och Tyrion hade en stor respekt för honom ... Men så fick då Tyrion slutligen reda på vad som hände med Tysha ...

Med det i bagaget så försöker Tyrion nu hantera sitt nyfunna hat mot sin familj. Han kämpar även mot de svåra samvetskvalen för det som hände med Tysha. "Where whores go..." var det sista Tywins far sade, på frågan om vart Tysha försvunnit, något som Tyrion nu lämnas med att fundera över...

Tyrions PoV har alltid varit bäst. I Dance gör han ingen besviken.[*here lies spoiler* Han möter både unga drakar, buttra björnar och gigantiska sköldpaddor. Han blir vän med dvärgen Penny, skaffar en ny hobby i form av pig-jousting och blir sedan ett sellsword. Episoderna med Penny är ju bara för härliga... I mångt och mycket är detta Tyrions bok, för allt verkar hända i hans kapitel!
*spoilerslut*]

Daenerys sitter på tronen i Mehereen i Slavers Bay. Efter att ha befriat alla slavar, till slavägarnas stora missnöje, börjar nu nattliga mord störa ordningen. Dany må ha frigivit alla slavar, men hon har inte räddat dem från döden. När sedan drakarna börjar bli för oregerliga får beslutar sig Dany för att spärra in drakarna och förlorar därmed litet av sin pondus som The Mother of Dragons.

 
Samtidigt så börjar man i Westeros höra rykten om dessa drakar. Quentyn Martell, prinsen av Dorne, skickas för att fria till Danys, och så även Victarion Greyjoy, bror till Kung Euron Crow's Eyes av The Iron Isles.
 
Jon tampas med sin nya upphöjda status som Lord Commander och har även fått Kung Stannis och hans röda häxa Melisandre på halsen. För att eliminera risken att Melisandre lyckas bränna upp någon med kungsblod sänder han Sam och Gilly till Oldstown med Maester Aemon och Mance Rayders son. Det uppstår ett problem med disciplin, och Jon [*here lies spoiler* löser det med ett snabbt *chop* och vinner respekt av männen på muren. *spoilerslut*]
Jag ger A dance with dragons fem poäng av fem möjliga. Inga superlativ är tillräckliga för att beskriva denna episka serie. För er som ännu inte har läst serien så kan jag säga, läs, läs, läs!

Slutligen så måste jag nog också utsända en varning till alla läsare med hjärtproblem eller svaga nerver. Martin låter läsaren pendla mellan hopp, förtvivlan, hopp, förtvivlan... Aldrig visste jag att läsning kunde vara SÅ FRUSTRERANDE!

Mer än så kan jag inte säga utan att spoila er något så fruktansvärt, och det vill jag ju inte. För att läsa vidare - vilket sker på eget bevåg om du inte läst A dance with dragons ännu - markera ytan mellan de röda texterna. 

[*here lies spoiler*  
Ett par nya PoVs är Reek, Quentyn Martell och även Ser Barristan the Bold. Jag gillade mest Reek (Reek, my name is Reek, it rhymes with freak). Här beskriver Martin på ett otroligt grymt sätt vad tortyr kan göra med kropp och själ. Det är också en hjärtskärande resa för Reek där han utvecklas från att vara totalt nedbruten till att återta viss själslig styrka med "My name is Theon. You have to know your name."  

Bokens största chock är nog att Aegon Targaryen inte alls dog med prinsessan Elia och sin syster Rhaenys i Kings Landing för sisådär 17 år sedan. Surprise surprise! Han färdas nu till öst för att möta sin faster Daenerys, som dock inte har en aning om att han lever. Med sig har han sin beskyddare Jon Connington, ett par riddare, en maester och en septa vid namn Lemore (som jag har vissa misstankar mot... se nedan.)
 
Det var väldigt få saker med denna bok som irriterade mig (irriterade är nog fel ordval, skulle mer säga "var inte så jättebra som resten av boken"). Vill belysa ett par punkter:
* Det samtal Jon och Sam hade om att Sam skulle bli en maester. Trodde för en stund att jag skulle få läsa Feast igen med ett par smärre förändringar, eftersom jag redan läst hela samtalet med Jon från Sams PoV i Feast.
* Att återigen vara på ruta ett i tidslinjen. Nyheten sprids om att Tywin mördats, Cerceis 'fall from grace' ännu inte hänt, Sam och Gillys resa till Oldstown är ännu inte påbörjad...
* Aryas kapitel kunde ha kortats ned. Let's face it, det hände inte så mycket relevant där. Ok, hon är ju på väg att utvecklas till en liten lönnmörderska, men Cut to the chase, Mr Martin!

Här är några av alla ouppklarade trådar:

* Tre drakar = tre drakryttare. Vi har nu Daenerys och Aegon, men vem är den tredje draken?
* Var är Rickon och Osha? Är de i Hardhome eller på ett skepp på väg mot öst...
* Vad kommer hända med Jon?
* Är Stannis verkligen död? 
* Kommer Tyrion lyckas vinna över sellsworden till Dany?
* Vad gör Littlefinger och Sansa? Vems sida kommer de ställa sig på?
* Vem är Robert Strong? En Clegane?
* Är the Hound verkligen död?
* Kommer Brienne låta Jamie, som hon älskar, bli dödad av fru Stoneheart?
* Vems son är Jon? (Rhaegar och Lyannas son?)
* Är Jamie och Cersei Lannisters eller Targaryens? (Finns vissa indikationer på att The Mad King bonkat på Tywins fru före Tywin på bröllopsnatten...)
* Vem är *egentligen* Septa Lemore? Hon är mörkhårig, runt 40, har stretchmarks efter barnafödande... Skulle hon kunna vara Lyanna? (Martin återupplivade Aegon, varför inte Lyanna?)

Vad tror ni?
*spoilerslut*]

Friday, 15 July 2011

The rumour of my demise are greatly exaggerated

Blev tydligen så att jag tog detta med semester på för stort allvar ;)

Jag har en hel del drafts som jag arbetar på, recensioner av Jim Butcher och Maria Langs böcker, har läst en hel del mer också och även fått läsex vid namn Solbarnet, skriven av Monika Hääg, som jag har påbörjat och gillar. Så jag kommer att komma igång och blogga. Redan denna helgen, jag lovar! Låt mig bara njuta av sommaren ett liitet tag till ;-)

Liten kort uppdatering: Sen jag kom hem till Malmö den 9 juli så har jag hunnit varit på midnattssläpp av A dance with dragons, den efterlängtade femte boken i serien A song of ice and fire som också är filmatiserad av HBO i serien A game of thrones (också namnet på den första boken i serien). Håller just nu på att läser den fjärde boken, A feast for crows, och längtar tills jag får börja med nummer fem. Men det här lär ta sin tid för båda böckerna är över 900 sidor långa ...

Monday, 4 April 2011

Day 04 – Favorite book of your favorite series

Definitivt A Game of Thrones av George R R Martin. Det är en underbar första bok, den introducerar karaktärerna och världen på ett sätt som man bara vet är toppen av isberget, och man börjar ana de underliggande massorna som finns där nere i djupet. Eftersom det var min första G R R Martin-bok så njöt jag också stort av hans vackra skrivsätt, så långt från Robert Jordan och hans eviga malande, men ändå så episkt på samma nivå.

Read it!

Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Day 03 – Your favourite series

När det gäller bokserier så har jag många favoriter därför så blir det så svårt att välja en. De två första som jag tänker på är Katharine Kerrs Sagan om det magiska landet Deverry, samt GRR Martins A song of Ice and fire. Jag läste Deverryserien 2008, började på Ice and Fire 2010, så den är desto färskare i huvudet.

Ett tips för er som inte orkar plöja igenom tegelstenarna som ingår i serien (vissa uppgår mot mer än 1000 sidor) är att börja följa TV-serien Game of Thrones som har premiär den 17 april i år. Spänningen är oliiiidlig!!

Andra bra serier är:
Wheel of Time av Robert Jordan
Sookie Stackhouse-böckerna av Charlaine Harris
Narnia-böckerna av CS Lewis
Anne På Grönkulla av Lucy Maud Montgomery
Jarastavens vandring av Saga Borg

Sunday, 3 October 2010

Enough, G.R.R. Martin!

Jag har nu hållt på med A feast for crows hur länge som helst. Boken är över 1000 sidor lång och visst är det en bra bok, men jag är less. GRR Martin kastar in allt för mycket nya (och för mig ointressanta) karaktärer vilka visserligen kan vara mycket trevliga att följa men gör att det blir allt mindre plats för mina favoriter (vilka är Jon, Sansa, Arya och Bran).

Jag har därför tagit det mogna valet att lägga ned AFFC till förmån för andra böcker som också förtjänar att bli lästa. Jag kommer att plocka upp AFFC igen, men inte förrän kanske en månad före nästa bok i serien behagar släppas. Vilket kan dröja flera år, har jag förstått. (Problemet med serier...)

Men på tal om A song of ice and fire - Hur många andra här i bloggosfären är ett fan av serien? Och isåfall, vilka är era favoriter?

Saturday, 10 July 2010

A game of thrones - George R R Martin

Sällan har en Fia läst 800 sidor med sådan entusiasm! George R R Martin är en ny husgud här hos mig, tillsammans med Neil Gaiman, Joss Whedon, David Eddings, Katherine Kerr och Terry Pratchett.

Så, what's it about?

A game of thrones är första delen i serien A song of Ice and Fire, en fantasysaga om de stora släktena, Starks of Winterfell (i norr), Lannisters of Casterly Rock och Baratheon (kungliga släktet som residerar i Kings Landing). Boken börjar med mordet på kungen Robert Baratheons Hand (kungens närmaste rådgivare), Lord Arryn. Kung Robert reser till Winterfell och utser lorden Eddard Stark till sin nya Hand, något som inte sjunker in bra för huset Lannisters. Kung Roberts fru Cercei är själv en Lannister och hennes önskan var att hennes tvillingbror Jaime skulle bli den nästa Handen.

Boken handlar mycket om maktspelet mellan de olika husen, men ger också en stadig grund till karaktärerna och deras historia och relation till varanda. Det är egentligen flera olika plotlines som då och då flyter ihop eller svävar bort, vilket skapar ett otroligt djup i berättelsen och i karaktärerna. Alla hjältarna/antihjältarna får sin moment in the spotlight i separata kapitel, vilket gör att man ständigt byter perspektiv och ser på karaktärerna med både en subjektiv och en objektiv synvinkel. Någon som subjektivt agerar med goda föresatser kanske objektivt är en falsk och intrigerande person, och vice versa.

Boken blir aldrig tråkig, även om jag har vissa karaktärer (och därmed kapitel) som jag föredrar så slukar jag allt med stor entusiasm. Det känns verkligen som att detta är en början på ett stort äventyr och jag kan inte vänta på att få ta del av de andra delarna. Next stop - Clash of the kings!

Vad får den för poäng då? Jamen SJÄLVKLART fem utav fem möjliga!

Tuesday, 22 June 2010

Meanwhile, on the bus

Läser denna bok just nu. Det är 800 sidor ren njutning. :)