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Since Livejournal is inexplicably slow these days, I decided to make a post before it vanishes again for an indefinite period of time. Nothing important, as always, I only wanted to tell you that I am doomed when it comes to reading.There´s only one way for me to read a book: take it, read it to the end and check if there are sequels. If yes, buy them and read them, too. Pray that the author doesn´t write another book based on its forerunners. My mind is a capricious one, there are times when it considers itself satisfied with the author´s input, patiently following the characters´ fates. Unfortunately, more often it takes on a life of its own, rearranging the plot, twisting it to a new outcome, especially when I have to put my reading stuff away to proceed with real life´s tasks. For example, Helm´s Deep in LOTR ended more likely the way Peter Jackson did in the movie, and first class sissy Legolas was sent into the orc-eating woods to give him the shock of his life. I really should not have stopped at the wrong point in the book. The woods must have left some imprint on the poor lad, because even in Jackson´s picturization he looked haunted constantly. The Kamagrians in Wraeththu were met with a profound dislike, because said mind felt duped. Finally no more competition between males and females, because those participants left were both, even if they tended a bit more to the masculine side! Yay, said the mind and high fived itself, no more troubles with females, finally! Ha! You should have seen my mind´s face when those Kamagrians turned up, turning its storyboard upside down. I did not like them, too, because I am loyal to my mind, and, although I am female, I always greatly disliked when authors brought out the "we females are better than men" attitude. Nevermind, the main thing I wanted to tell you that I´ve bought the Nightrunner series. All books, of course. I won´t be online this much for the next days, snuggled in my bed with tea for the cold, my ebook reader and a dictionary. Dear mind, this time you´ll stand no chance of drifting off!

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Before going into seclusion, I decided to reread a part of Storm Constantine´s most familiar book, because I intended to overhaul my version of this episode. Still wish I hadn´t done it. Something is wrong with this part. Terzian is visibly shaken because of Gahrazel´s death. Kind of funny, if you have a close look at the rest of the story. Terzian is the one who kills Gahrazel. Terzian has intercourse with the dying Gahrazel. Terzian rips out the poor lad´s heart and eats it, together with Gahrazel´s father. So far, so good. Everybody applauds because the villain is finally caught. But is Gahrazel´s ghost telling the truth? If so, we have a bit of a problem. Gahrazel is poisoned. Terzian needs a special unguent to protect him when he violates his body. Gahrazel kind of decomposes in the wake of the poisoning, and the Varrs are able to eat his heart without biting the dust? Not credible, the poison would have spread in the body, sending them to kingdom come. Now that Terzian and Ponclast are dead, Swift becomes their leader but doesn´t mate with Seel, there´s no need of reproducing, Ashmael is happy because there´s no war to fight, Cobweb gets rid of Calanthe the moment Terzian is six feet under and Storm Constantine doesn´t write the third book of the Wraeththu Chronicles, because quite a number of her characters have already popped their clogs. See, that´s the way my mind works!