“’He comes not for what you need, but for what you do not want,’ said the monk. ‘He is the unremembered man. He is the shadow, not the shadow-caster. He is the shadow of forgotten things, of neglect and of apathy and of lost cities. He is the end of all stories. He was the…
“Sometimes even the most clever man can outsmart himself.” Back in the early 1900s, serial fiction was a popular medium for novels. David Dalglish’s first book in the Shadowdance series, A Dance of Cloaks, reminds me highly of the pulpy yesteryears. That’s no insult, not directly at least. Dalglish can write chapter endings very well,…
“’You see us wrong, who see with your eyes, and hear nothing true, though straining your ears! What thieves of wonder are these poor senses…’” How long has it been? Five years? Six years? Unlike a large majority of the fantasy sphere, I only had to wait a year for Scott Lynch’s third installment. That…
Acerbic Writing 