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WarpDogs
May 1, 2009

I'm just a normal, functioning member of the human race, and there's no way anyone can prove otherwise.


The Wars of Light and Shadow is an epic high fantasy series by Janny Wurts. The books follow two talented half-brothers, Arithon and Lysaer, who are both destined for kingship. Each is blessed with mastery of a specific elemental power (you can probably guess which) that they use in concert to save the world. However, their heroics have a price: the brothers are inflicted with a curse that forces them into irrational conflict with one another. This geas-bound enmity sets the ball rolling on the titular wars.

It has everything you'd want from a big, fat, fantasy epic: political scheming, swords fighting, incredibly powerful sorcery, magical swords, armies waging war, morally complex wizards, centuries-old petty grudges, drunken prophets, and at least three nearly extinct fantastical races.

It's a big series. Check out this 4200px tall image for proof:



There's ten completed novels, six novellas / short stories, and a final 11th novel that's releasing (probably?) in the next year. It's not often that an epic decades in the making actually gets finished, so with the end is in sight there's been a lot of new and renewed interest in the series. The books are long and the prose dense (though very well written), so if you want to read or reread the series in time for the final book you should probably get started now.

As such, please properly mark all spoilers! I know some of the books are decades old, but I bet many people in this topic are going to be starting them for the first time. It's certainly true for me.



You may have heard of Janny Wurts in other contexts, such as the Empire trilogy which she coauthored with Raymond Feist. She is also an award-winning painter and illustrator, and was apparently victim of an art heist in the 90s. There's a $5,000 reward waiting for you if you crack the case.

Cool Links

WarpDogs fucked around with this message at 18:38 on Apr 21, 2023

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unattended spaghetti
May 10, 2013
Hey cool glad to see this series has a thread. I started the first one a couple years back and fell off—thanks absurd work schedule—but while reading, I found this or something very nearly like it quite helpful. Her writing style is engrossing and beautiful, but also very dense, and I always felt like I was missing something pivotal. I don’t think that specific set of summaries is the one I found back then, but if anyone’s interested, I think it helps to get acquainted with where the series is headed, and it helps clarify some of the foggier, less tangible parts of the book’s stock and trade. And now I want to finish it.

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

There's nothing like this series. It's dense, the author has clearly sat and plotted out every thread, and I can't hope but pray for a good finale.

I've personally read the first 4 or so books and am rereading them now... and by GOD they're dense. It's like eating cheesecake; rich and thoughtful and oh god there's how much left? Better save it for tomorrow...

shelley
Nov 8, 2010

StrixNebulosa posted:

I've personally read the first 4 or so books and am rereading them now... and by GOD they're dense. It's like eating cheesecake; rich and thoughtful and oh god there's how much left? Better save it for tomorrow...

I started reading the first book this week after seeing it recommended in the SF thread, and I agree with this. It’s dense writing, but crafted with the kind of care that makes it look effortless. I wish someone had recommended these books to me when I was younger, but then again, that would’ve made the wait for the last book even longer.

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today
Thank you sooooo much for starting a thread!

WarpDogs posted:

Cool Links

In addition to these, I would add:
https://forum.urizone.net/ - official Janny Wurts forum on her website, which is active and has lots of in-depth discussion on the lore of Athera and her other books and sometimes if you post deep lore questions on how harmonics or the Law of Major Balance etc etc etc works Wurts will respond personally

BookTuber A Critical Dragon has done a really nice analysis of Wurts' prose: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hO4Vypgt6i0 that perfectly encapsulates why her writing is so good and so dense.

Now, off to go binge the remaining 50% of Destiny's Conflict...

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today
Just finished Destiny's Conflict and wow, I'm emotionally gutted.

Not only did Arithon destroy Selidie and the Great Waystone so Lirendra could seize power at long last, he ALSO absconded with Elaira's crystal and then insanely CLEANSED IT in salt water when he got shipwrecked on the SECRET HIDDEN ISLAND WHERE ALL THE LOST PARAVIANS WENT after Ciladis prepared a refuge for them and has been chilling out entrapped himself for 280 years because a freak stand of trees overgrew the construct that was meant to break his working, the previous book has Selidie/Morraine claiming the Rathain Crown debt by having Asandir swear an oath of non-interference as concerns Arithon's fate and the F7 has the nerve to outplay everybody in the long game by betting that Arithon will be too stubborn soft hearted to avoid the Koriathain's ploy of "oh look here's a woman's who's been raped" (except no, he was bespelled to seem like he's a rapist so the initiate can entrap Arithon) so he'll first escort her home to a nest of evil shamans and then swear child-debt for the kid (not his) due to their insular cultural norms and THEN after they have to run and eventually get captured by all the Sunwheel troops out for blood he declares that kid the heir to the Crown while he's waiting to be murdered on the hanging scaffold in hopes that the F7 will step in and save the kid except the F7 are like, gently caress the kid, the kid's death satisfies the Crown debt to the Koriathain Order and NOW we're free to meddle, lol you idiots who thought we might actually let Arithon and the chance of our Fellowship's restoration die, you absolute fools.

And by the way, Arithon technically died, or at least died enough that Lysaer thinks he's dead and appears to be finally free from Desh-thiere's geas which makes me wonder if Elaira knows how to revive someone when they're clinically dead why the hell didn't the F7 just go, oh yeah, let's do that to circumvent this curse from the start but I assume there's probably a good reason why that wasn't viable but I don't have the time to go digging through the first book to find out.

Suddenly I desperately need to know when Song of the Mysteries will be released.

Edit: also I love Arithon, no mistake, but I feel like Lysaer keeps getting the short end of the stick here and I wish he got to have more agency though at least in this book, he finally got a love interest whose natural life got extended by Davien though the age gap difference there is extreme, to say the least, even though Daliana is busy playing Mulan and looks like that's not gonna let up until the next book.

Leng fucked around with this message at 13:15 on Apr 20, 2023

Megazver
Jan 13, 2006
I enjoyed reading the Empire series back in the day and I keep meaning to give this series a try, so I guess I might start now. I'll see if I can start reading the first book this month.

WarpDogs
May 1, 2009

I'm just a normal, functioning member of the human race, and there's no way anyone can prove otherwise.
I finished Curse of the Mistwraith a couple days ago. I wanted to type my thoughts out as soon as I'd finished, but I had to deal with something of a curse myself (the 5yo brought a stomach bug home from school)

Around the 90% mark I was despairing that there was no possible way the book could end with anything but grimdark misery. That, or it'd be cliffhanger non-ending. I'm very happy to have been wrong

I'm still reeling at how expansive it was, especially as the first book of a series. There were at least 4 story arcs that each could have served as the main plot of its own novel. The book was long and felt long, but somehow never bloated

More spoilery thoughts
Going into the series I had no idea how it'd be structured, so it was kinda funny being like "oh, she were being literal!" to both the title of the book and the series

I like the curse; it's an interesting idea to drive conflict, especially when one character is painfully aware of it and the other isn't.

Wurts is not exactly subtle that she is treating Arithon as the main protagonist, which is a bit of shame because I think he's kind of a dweeb and I like Lysaer's conflict a lot more. Arithon is good at literally everything he touches but just wants to be an artist, while Lysaer is a charismatic failson who hates his own inadequacies, yet is trying (or at least was) to be better. Like Arithon he was manipulated, but he lacked the abilities needed to recognize it and fight for his own autonomy, and he paid a huge price for it. He's the ultimate tragic figure.

I really liked the Fellowship as this group of incredibly powerful grandpas whose goals are so huge and longterm they come across as cold and calculating, though they clearly aren't and are just trying to Make The Tough Decisions, even if it looks uncaring or even monstrous to mere mortals. I'll be interested to see how the Koriathain contrast with them throughout

Hard to guess how book two will go. Arithon becomes a travelling bard, I suppose, while Lysaer continues building armies. Will Lysaer mosey on over to Tysar and claim his birthright in the name of murking Arithon? Will Arithon play a song so beautiful everyone in the world simultaneously weeps? Will Sethvir ever clean his dirty tea mugs?

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

WarpDogs posted:

I finished Curse of the Mistwraith a couple days ago. I wanted to type my thoughts out as soon as I'd finished, but I had to deal with something of a curse myself (the 5yo brought a stomach bug home from school)

Around the 90% mark I was despairing that there was no possible way the book could end with anything but grimdark misery. That, or it'd be cliffhanger non-ending. I'm very happy to have been wrong
Wurts is very much not a grimdark writer even though her books do get extremely dark.

WarpDogs posted:

I'm still reeling at how expansive it was, especially as the first book of a series. There were at least 4 story arcs that each could have served as the main plot of its own novel. The book was long and felt long, but somehow never bloated
I'm always astounded by how concise her writing is. Sentence to sentence, it doesn't feel concise but I think it's due to her stylistic choices overall. Unlike most genre fiction these days, she crafts her prose in a way that evokes an older, bardic style of storytelling. It's narration heavy, the characters mostly lean to archetypes than individuals, the phrasing and word choice leans towards the elevated and the poetic. The repetition that does occur is deliberate and motific, done to underscore her themes.

It's a style that in the hands of a less adept author would come off as horribly overwrought and I love it.

WarpDogs posted:

More spoilery thoughts
Going into the series I had no idea how it'd be structured, so it was kinda funny being like "oh, she were being literal!" to both the title of the book and the series
The symmetrical, nested way the series is structured is super interesting actually, with a five-book arc at the center that's bracketed by two duologies and then the standalone first and last volumes. The end of Peril's Gate, the central volume in the overall arc, is a massive turning point for the whole series.

WarpDogs posted:

Wurts is not exactly subtle that she is treating Arithon as the main protagonist, which is a bit of shame because I think he's kind of a dweeb and I like Lysaer's conflict a lot more. Arithon is good at literally everything he touches but just wants to be an artist, while Lysaer is a charismatic failson who hates his own inadequacies, yet is trying (or at least was) to be better. Like Arithon he was manipulated, but he lacked the abilities needed to recognize it and fight for his own autonomy, and he paid a huge price for it. He's the ultimate tragic figure.
General, series-direction spoilers, but no specific event spoilers: For better or for worse, this trend continues for the rest of the series. Lysaer will get some pretty awesome moments of his own but his plotlines never really come to the forefront with equal prominence to that of Arithon's which I am also sad about. More general spoilers for implications I'd held hopes for at the end of Stormed Fortress going into the final duology: I really thought Lysaer might get a larger, end-game plotline and honestly it's a story that is super compelling on its own but alas, it's kept mostly as a subplot and Lysaer continues to be ill-equipped to do any of the things he wants to do.

WarpDogs posted:

I'll be interested to see how the Koriathain contrast with them throughout
The Koriathain really get developed primarily through Morriel, Lirenda, and Elaira, with the rest of the Order pretty much just being functional NPCs though starting with Initiate's Trial we get a glimpse of the Order's past and a few more significant figures.

WarpDogs posted:

Hard to guess how book two will go. Arithon becomes a travelling bard, I suppose, while Lysaer continues building armies. Will Lysaer mosey on over to Tysar and claim his birthright in the name of murking Arithon? Will Arithon play a song so beautiful everyone in the world simultaneously weeps? Will Sethvir ever clean his dirty tea mugs?

:D Yes, in the way you're thinking but also no.

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

It's weird, because going into the book from a first impression (and boy does Wurts play around with these a lot e.g. Arithon) Lysaer should be the main character. He's blond, handsome, a prince, trained in the sword, fated for Important Destinies, etc etc etc. He fits all the standards for the classic fantasy novel hero, even down to the way where he has a fiance... but never mentions her name. I can't be sure, but I have a theory that him never mentioning her name, even in his inner thoughts, is commentary from Wurts on how disposable women can be in the older model of fantasy pulp novels.

Instead the central character is Arithon, who is so very much the teenage heartthrob type for teenage girls - angsty musician with dark hair and dark powers and man, he's everything BUT a vampire. I don't think he's nearly as compelling as Wurts seems to think he is, but I also respect how appealing that tortured angst can be, with the misunderstandings and hidden empathy and my god, the suffering he goes through as the series goes on. It's incredible.

Lysaer is easily one of my favorite characters and honestly one of the great tragedies of the series, from both an in and out of universe perspective.

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today
https://twitter.com/JannyWurts/status/1649418958414532614?t=03jvnuSikToF7uCF_KkQDA&s=19

And in the replies she says that while she can't announce the publication date yet, it's on the map!

:toot:

WarpDogs
May 1, 2009

I'm just a normal, functioning member of the human race, and there's no way anyone can prove otherwise.

StrixNebulosa posted:

He fits all the standards for the classic fantasy novel hero, even down to the way where he has a fiance... but never mentions her name. I can't be sure, but I have a theory that him never mentioning her name, even in his inner thoughts, is commentary from Wurts on how disposable women can be in the older model of fantasy pulp novels.

lmao I had the exact same thoughts. It has to be deliberate. It's not like she's shy about giving names to side characters, and Lysaer's betrothed is referenced at least 4 or 5 times. She doesn't get so much as a last name despite being a noble's daughter.

Also feels like she's trying to say something about women in fantasy with the Koriathain, though I'm not quite sure what the message will end up being. They're being painted as the bad, spying, in-fighting, shrewish, shortsighted all-female mages vs. the good, powerful, self-sacrificing, wise all-male mages. But I'm sure there's going to be more than that, especially with the glimpses of Morriel we get in the latter chapters

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

WarpDogs posted:

Also feels like she's trying to say something about women in fantasy with the Koriathain, though I'm not quite sure what the message will end up being. They're being painted as the bad, spying, in-fighting, shrewish, shortsighted all-female mages vs. the good, powerful, self-sacrificing, wise all-male mages. But I'm sure there's going to be more than that, especially with the glimpses of Morriel we get in the latter chapters

There is one specific nitpick in the prose of WOLAS (that I don't recall being as prominent in her other works—definitely not in the co-written Empire Trilogy—though it's been a while since I've read Cycle of Fire, Master of Whitestorm, and To Ride Hell's Chasm) that irks me quite a bit because it harks back to some pretty rigid and binary gender archetypes that exist on Athera. Examples from Curse of the Mistwraith since that's what most people in this thread are (re)reading:
  • "Startled by female intervention..." (omniscient third narration)
  • "But then, female instinct drives me..." (dialogue, from female character)
  • "...dauntingly powerful to any mind born female." (dialogue, from another female character)
  • "Unused to male solicitude..." (omniscient third narration)
Mostly I try to move past every mention of "male/masculine _____" and "female/feminine ______" where "male/masculine" and "female/feminine" are used as adjectives and the "______" is for some character attribute instead of a plain descriptor (e.g. "female voice" or "male bodies"). For whatever reason, it was especially grating in Initiate's Trial and Destiny's Conflict though I'm sure the quotient isn't actually as high as I perceive it to be.

Re: thesis about women in fantasy, don't read the spoilered para re: the Koriathain and other female characters below until you're through more books (at least to the end of Warhost of Vastmark):

The one thing I'm not a huge fan of with the treatment of the Koriathain is that they are pretty much what they're depicted to be from the get-go. Morriel and Lirenda embody the Order's beliefs; Elaira is shown as the exception. There are no other sisters of significance, including Selidie. Most of the other, named, remarkable women in the series (Talith, Ellaine, Dariana, etc) are depicted as just that—remarkable.

It's not that women can't hold power—we get plenty of High Queens and female caithdeins and explicit patriarchy doesn't seem to have a clear stronghold anywhere other than the towns.

But I feel like these books don't really contain a grand statement as such about gender roles/expectations/norms. It's more an epic fantasy series about redemption: remarkable and terrible people—men AND women—living in a fallen world do remarkable and terrible things against remarkable and terrible odds for generations upon generations in hopes of preserving the greater mysteries and maybe someday restoring those greater mysteries so that humankind can ascend to higher state of conscious existence and exist in harmony with the living wonders of Creation.

Around the middle of Book 2, you will get the universe's mythology via Fellowship intervention in events which makes explicit their purpose. That purpose is directly bound to Paravian survival, as literal beings of the ultimate good created by Ath the Creator. In the same book, you'll discover the Koriathain Order's founding purpose and regardless of whether or not Morriel Prime has led the Order astray from that purpose, it is fundamentally opposed to the Fellowship's purpose as far as the characters who have the power to affect that interpret it.

I'm really, really, really hoping that Book 11 will have Lirenda discover redemption and reforge the broken Order into something that isn't so twisted.

Rand Brittain
Mar 25, 2013

"Go on until you're stopped."
I started getting into Curse of the Mistwraith, but looking forward it looks like this series is going to get into the one thing I can't put up with, which is discussions about free will.

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

Rand Brittain posted:

I started getting into Curse of the Mistwraith, but looking forward it looks like this series is going to get into the one thing I can't put up with, which is discussions about free will.

It doesn't harp on it TOO much overall, but in the first book - yeah, the wizards are straight up working to get a prophecy right, and at one point you can see them receive another one. They're trying to set things in motion just so in order to get the Paravians back, and well, you'll see the fallout.

I like how there are two kinds of prophecy, so to speak - the wizards have a kind of computer-assisted analysis of the future to see where things will go, and then there's the regular magical ones from Dakar.


Anyways I had a question that I don't know if it gets addressed in the books at all: why were humans so terrified/angry of the Paravians that they'd go to such lengths as to dam a major river just to gently caress with some unicorns?

A human heart
Oct 10, 2012

The Snores of Light and Shadow! Zzzzzzz

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buffalo all day
Mar 13, 2019

keep seeing ppl mention the prose, its density, etc, any especially effective/memorable/representative passages to share?

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

buffalo all day posted:

keep seeing ppl mention the prose, its density, etc, any especially effective/memorable/representative passages to share?

I just finished reading this section and think it's pretty cool. Desh-thiere is the titular Mistwraith. Arithon is our hero. Asandir is a fuckin' old wizard, part of the Fellowship. Dakar is his drunk apprentice who doesn't want the job.

quote:

"You look steadier. Can you tell me what happened?"

Haggard as though he had stepped intact out of a nightmare, Arithon considered the muddled impressions that remained. "You saved our lives and didn't see?"

The Sorcerer rested slack hands on his knees and stared aside into the fire. The play of bronze-gold light deepened the creases around his mouth and other finer lines that arrowed from the corners of his eyes. "I know you were assaulted by a manifestation of Desh-thiere. I'm not clear why, or how. Even Sethvir was fooled into belief the creature wasn't sentient." If the admission humbled him, it did not show; his gaze remained lucent as sun-flecked crystal beneath the jut of his frown.

Arithon closed his eyes, hands that had not stopped shaking clamped hard on his tea mug. "You were looking for an entity that had just one aspect?" he suggested, for the moment no prince but a mage sharing thoughts with a colleague.

Across a chamber whose unearthly symmetry was made squalid by the smell of mutton grease, Dakar stowed his bulk by the settle, surprised.

"But there's no living spirit in existence that a Fellowship mage cannot track!"

Arithon fractionally shook his head. Desh-thiere had proven the exception: a thing wrought of who knew what malice, in the sealed-off worlds beyond South Gate.

Asandir maintained a charged stillness. As if perplexed by a twist in a puzzle, he only appeared detached as he said, "Whatever the Name of the Mistwraith, it maimed Traithe's continuity of function. Are you telling me the creature has spirit, and that it encompasses more than one being?"

"Try thousands," Arithon whispered. He opened his eyes.

"Too many to number separately, and all of them bound captive in hatred. Our efforts with light and shadow here have been systematically reducing the mist and the area that confines them, nothing else."

"Ath's eternal mercy" was all the Sorcerer said. Yet as a shifting log in the fireplace fanned a spurt of flame, shadows shrank to show alarm on a face seldom given to uncertainty.

"But that can't be possible," Dakar interjected. "If it were, how could Desh-thiere's vapors cross Kieling's wards at will?"

"Easily," Arithon murmured, unnerved also but applying himself to the problem through habit and years of self-discipline. "The mist is no more than a boundary wrought of dampness. The entities I encountered move within it, self-contained. Paravian defenses bar them entrance, but not the fog that imprisons their essence."

Asandir did not contradict the Master's supposition. At some point his awareness had faded from the room, diffused outward into a net that expanded over the ruins.

Arithon was seer enough to catch impressions in resonance. Under his grandfather's tutelege at Rauven, he had studied the close-woven relationships that conjoined all worldly things. As he had traced the paths of his teacher's meditations into the nature of such interconnectedness, so he followed Asandir's scrying now. Yet where the Rauven mages had known how to feel out the paths of the air, to read in advance the wind-spun flight of dry leaves; how to sense warmth amid mist-chilled trees, and recognize a bird asleep with head tucked under wing; how to link with the weighty turn of the earth, the limning of frost crystals on grasses raked dry by the season; the perception of a Fellowship Sorcerer saw deeper.

Fully aware of Arithon's attentiveness, Asandir hid nothing. And like the unfolding of a painted fan, or a span of fine-spun tapestry shown whole to a blind man through miracle, Arithon saw familiar natural forms wreathed about with the silver-point etchings of their energy paths. The sheer depth of vision overwhelmed him.

Asandir did not see stone but the crystalline lattices that matrixed its substance, and beyond that to the delicate, ribbon-like glimmers that were the underpinnings of all being, that stabilized vibration into matter. More, as a man might know his most treasured possessions, the Sorcerer recognized everything he scried, not according to type but in Name, that unique understanding of every object's individuality. He held the signature of each plant, from the seed that had thrown up its first sprout, to the days of sunlight and storms that marked its growth, to the twigs and every turned leaf ever shed by the grown tree.

One oak he would know from every other oak, living or decayed or unsown, on the basis of just one glance. Stresses, disease, or the robustness of perfect health were delineated plainly to his eye. He knew frost crystals, not as frozen water but as single and separate patterns in all of their myriad billions. Their Names were as visible to him as signatures. He knew the pebbles of the dry watercourse, each and every one by touch, and the tangles of bundled energies that signified each grain of sand. The detail, the sheer magnitude of caring such depth of perspective demanded, dwarfed the watching spirit.

Arithon found himself weeping. Not only for himself and the deadness of his senses, but for the beauty of common weeds and the unendurable complexity of the shed husk of a beetle's wing. He saw again, through finer eyes, the resonance of Paravian presence, and saw also that the coarseness in a clod of horse dung was held into balance by the same singing bands of pure energy. In Asandir's pass across the ruins of Ithamon, Arithon realized just how shallow was his own knowledge, and how inadequate. With punishing clarity he understood the scope of just what he had abandoned when he had left Rauven and yielded himself to another will, another fate, another calling; now, most bitterly, the loss would repeat and compound, as he assumed a second unwanted crown.

Then Asandir closed down his field of concentration. Released from that terrible mirror of truth which embodied a Fellowship mage's awareness, Arithon came back to himself and recalled the dangers that had prompted the search.

For all its awesome depth, the scrying disappointed. Tumbled stonework had harbored nothing untoward, only the mindless tenacity of lichens living dormant under the mantle of winter night. The Sorcerer had unreeled his probe past the city's edge, across untold miles of Daon Ramon's heartland, but no sign had he encountered anywhere of those aspects of Desh-thiere that had launched attack with such startling virulence.

No movement could be found but the flight of nighthunting owls; no death beyond the grass roots grazed by hares; no sound but the play of wind through dry brush. The Mistwraith's fog was just that-mist coiled cold in the hollows, lifelessly damp and inert. Asandir snapped off the last of his vision in a curtness born of frustration. "I cannot find it." His voice held a scraped edge of pain, not for humiliation that his resource seemed short for the task, but for failure and heart-sore apology that the Fellowship's oversight had emperiled two princes whose safety was his charge to secure.

Any errors in transcription are mine.

I think this passage showcases - she loves to get weird and verbose about magic, and she LOVES to wax poetic, and I think that's cool.

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

Wow, I'd remembered that we're not supposed to like Etarra, but I'd forgotten how much Wurts grinds it in that this city is rich, full of assholes, and just awful all around.

TheGreatEvilKing
Mar 28, 2016





I kind of wish you'd posted that excerpt before I got four hundred pages into Curse of the Mistwraith and tossed it aside in disgust, because it illuminates everything I disliked about the book. I'm phone posting so it's not going to be a full on review, but I disagree that Wurts' writing is in any way poetic or evocative or that the subject matter is interesting. Let's start with the latter.

Wurts has an incredible tendency to spew nonsense about magic with the enthusiasm of Geordi LaForge talking about starship engines. It suffers from most of the same problems of introducing your own rules so you can come up with a "clever" solution by pretending to be an engineer. Or, in deference to the way Wurtz writes, "clever-minded problem-solutions". Taking a look at the passage it's about two wizards discussing how the evil supernatural entity can use technobabble to tech-tech past their force fields. It doesn't even reinforce something like the optimistic ideas of Star Trek being able to use science to get out of a jam, all it reinforces is that the guy literally bred to be a wizard by Eugenics Mom is better than you. It's not even particularly mystical, the passage describes Asandir the wizard as being so good at magic that he discovers particle physics. This verges on self-parody.

This brings us to the prose, and bluntly it's not very good. I commend Wurts for trying to avoid Sanderson or Jordan's eminently skimmable prose, but this is overwrought and full of tortured metaphors. Asandir's gaze is "sun-flecked crystal", which is also "lucent". Are his eyes glowing or are they reflecting in patches? Then we get the passage that the gaze is "beneath the jut of his frown" and I get confused again. Are his eyes somehow below his mouth? Probably not. Is he looking down? He "stared aside into the fire." gently caress if I know!

Then we get into the meat of the matter which is that Wurts doesn't have the style to pull off the particle physics scene. Let me explain. This is all realist prose despite the content being about wizards. Wurts doesn't actually reach for any kind of figurative or emotional language, preferring to sprinkle in a few hyphenated-adjectives to overly-describe something. Thus when we get to the description of how great it is that Arithon can see atoms it completely fails because Wurts just can't effectively convey how miraculous it is. She certainly tells via the blind man metaphor, but the actual wonders themselves are a dull list of random crap, so when Arithon starts weeping over how awesome it all is I find myself cold because it's dull. Now, describing something beautiful in a way to make a reader weep is hard, but when you make it part of the recurting plotline about how Arithon doesn't want to be king because he'd rather look at unicorns you need to sell it to the reader.

This prose cannot do that.

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

TheGreatEvilKing posted:

I kind of wish you'd posted that excerpt before I got four hundred pages into Curse of the Mistwraith and tossed it aside in disgust, because it illuminates everything I disliked about the book. I'm phone posting so it's not going to be a full on review, but I disagree that Wurts' writing is in any way poetic or evocative or that the subject matter is interesting. Let's start with the latter.

Wurts has an incredible tendency to spew nonsense about magic with the enthusiasm of Geordi LaForge talking about starship engines. It suffers from most of the same problems of introducing your own rules so you can come up with a "clever" solution by pretending to be an engineer. Or, in deference to the way Wurtz writes, "clever-minded problem-solutions". Taking a look at the passage it's about two wizards discussing how the evil supernatural entity can use technobabble to tech-tech past their force fields. It doesn't even reinforce something like the optimistic ideas of Star Trek being able to use science to get out of a jam, all it reinforces is that the guy literally bred to be a wizard by Eugenics Mom is better than you. It's not even particularly mystical, the passage describes Asandir the wizard as being so good at magic that he discovers particle physics. This verges on self-parody.

This brings us to the prose, and bluntly it's not very good. I commend Wurts for trying to avoid Sanderson or Jordan's eminently skimmable prose, but this is overwrought and full of tortured metaphors. Asandir's gaze is "sun-flecked crystal", which is also "lucent". Are his eyes glowing or are they reflecting in patches? Then we get the passage that the gaze is "beneath the jut of his frown" and I get confused again. Are his eyes somehow below his mouth? Probably not. Is he looking down? He "stared aside into the fire." gently caress if I know!

Then we get into the meat of the matter which is that Wurts doesn't have the style to pull off the particle physics scene. Let me explain. This is all realist prose despite the content being about wizards. Wurts doesn't actually reach for any kind of figurative or emotional language, preferring to sprinkle in a few hyphenated-adjectives to overly-describe something. Thus when we get to the description of how great it is that Arithon can see atoms it completely fails because Wurts just can't effectively convey how miraculous it is. She certainly tells via the blind man metaphor, but the actual wonders themselves are a dull list of random crap, so when Arithon starts weeping over how awesome it all is I find myself cold because it's dull. Now, describing something beautiful in a way to make a reader weep is hard, but when you make it part of the recurting plotline about how Arithon doesn't want to be king because he'd rather look at unicorns you need to sell it to the reader.

This prose cannot do that.

I feel as if you and I are reading different books, which is fascinating to me. You're trying to take the descriptions literally, when to me they speak of - "lucent as sun-flecked crystal beneath the jut of his frown" - this tells me he's still wizardly, still glowing with all that wizard energy as he's frowning. He's not happy but he's not humble so much that it changes his mien.

"stared aside into the fire" - looked away from any speakers and into the fire. Arithon, in this case.

I'm... honestly fascinated again at how you're describing this, as the wonder of that magic scene - Arithon looking through the eyes of a thousand+ year old wizard and seeing the world anew, that made me sit up and want to go out and look at puddles and grass and poo poo. It doesn't need more decoration to make it beautiful.

And finally "doesn't want to be king because he'd rather look at unicorn" please read the book. Arithon doesn't want to be king because the last time he tried, it ended with his nation starving, his dad dead, multiple ships and sailors sunk, and himself in chains. He chose a life of wizardry and playing music to step up and take the crown, and it ended in the worst possible failure for himself and his people. Here, again, he's being given another crown - and he doesn't want it! He desperately wants to focus on his true calling: music and never ever deal with the angst that goes into being a king.

Which is both... it's poignant. I can see where he's coming from. I can also see where it's hugely irresponsible of him. And Asandir is literally showing him unicorns to bait a trap that will convince Arithon to take up the mantle, later... with ruinous consequences.

TheGreatEvilKing
Mar 28, 2016






I thought it was less "wizard energy" than "reflected firelight" personally, which is why I found "lucent" so odd. Now, I will be the first person to admit I did not read the book closely, but I do not remember Arithon mentioning anyone by name who was on the lost fleet of pirate ships, aside from maybe his father. He literally spends more time weeping over holographic unicorns then all the sailors who died under his command. I get the book states that as his reason for avoiding kingship, but the book also made it clear he'd prefer to be a traveling violinist and got emotionally blackmailed by friggin unicorns.

Wurts posted:

Asandir did not see stone but the crystalline lattices that matrixed its substance, and beyond that to the delicate, ribbon-like glimmers that were the underpinnings of all being, that stabilized vibration into matter. More, as a man might know his most treasured possessions, the Sorcerer recognized everything he scried, not according to type but in Name, that unique understanding of every object's individuality. He held the signature of each plant, from the seed that had thrown up its first sprout, to the days of sunlight and storms that marked its growth, to the twigs and every turned leaf ever shed by the grown tree.

This is literally a relational database view of the world with the Name as primary key and the signature as a transactional history. It is literally the dullest way I can think of to express the mystery and power of magic.

Lead out in cuffs
Sep 18, 2012

"That's right. We've evolved."

"I can see that. Cool mutations."




TheGreatEvilKing posted:

Asandir's gaze is "sun-flecked crystal", which is also "lucent". Are his eyes glowing or are they reflecting in patches? Then we get the passage that the gaze is "beneath the jut of his frown" and I get confused again. Are his eyes somehow below his mouth? Probably not. Is he looking down? He "stared aside into the fire." gently caress if I know!

I mean, you can like what you like, but this doesn't seem like a very difficult set of metaphors to get. The "jut of his frown" is obviously the bunching up of forehead skin that happens as an integral part of a frown. Sun-flecked crystal is lucently reflecting sunlight, but anyway that part is metaphorical. His eyes aren't literally glowing, he's just looking in a very steady and piercing way. It's a great way of conveying the facial expressions of a 1,000-year-old dude who can see the underlying substructure of all reality.


TheGreatEvilKing posted:

This is literally a relational database view of the world with the Name as primary key and the signature as a transactional history. It is literally the dullest way I can think of to express the mystery and power of magic.

This is possibly the saddest, most reductionist way of reading that passage. I'm genuinely sorry for you.

Kalman
Jan 17, 2010

TheGreatEvilKing posted:

This is literally a relational database view of the world with the Name as primary key and the signature as a transactional history. It is literally the dullest way I can think of to express the mystery and power of magic.

Taking being able to look at a plant and not just see the plant but actually understand it across its entire life and care for it in the same way you’d care for a pet or even a person and casting it as ‘a database lookup’ seems like nearly willful misinterpretation. The beauty and mystery isn’t “oh hey he can see its transaction history”, it’s in the comprehension of the thing’s place in the life cycle of the world and its essence. It’s fundamentally a religious/animist understanding of the world.

It’s also not exactly like that view of magic is derived from a computer analogy - the notion of a true name, signature, whatever you want to call it, that gives you understanding and power over other things (note that the Fellowship have that power, but don’t use it without consent from the namee) has a long history in magic, both fictional and, uh, real world (ie also fictional but people believed it). Like, Egyptian mythology, kabbala, the Odyssey, Rumpelstiltskin, all involve that basic idea, that a name gives you power over the named. It also shows up everywhere in SFF from the Black Company books to Earthsea.

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

TheGreatEvilKing posted:

I thought it was less "wizard energy" than "reflected firelight" personally, which is why I found "lucent" so odd. Now, I will be the first person to admit I did not read the book closely, but I do not remember Arithon mentioning anyone by name who was on the lost fleet of pirate ships, aside from maybe his father. He literally spends more time weeping over holographic unicorns then all the sailors who died under his command. I get the book states that as his reason for avoiding kingship, but the book also made it clear he'd prefer to be a traveling violinist and got emotionally blackmailed by friggin unicorns.

This is literally a relational database view of the world with the Name as primary key and the signature as a transactional history. It is literally the dullest way I can think of to express the mystery and power of magic.

The Paravians are less unicorns/centaurs/elves what have you and more - almost religious, spiritual creatures. It's a far more Lord of the Rings-esque religious view of the world and the mysteries within it. Seeing a unicorn here isn't seeing a horse with a horn, it's seeing a fundamentally good thing, akin to proof that god is real or something equally profound. And seeing that they're gone? Heartbreaking. Being led to find out that if he rejects the crown, he dooms the mysteries and prevents this world from knowing that true wonder ever again? It's the cruelest thing Asandir could have done to him.

I also sincerely doubt that Arithon has grieved less over his father / his nation when compared to the Paravians, too - like, he hasn't spent time weeping over it because he's been busy being, y'know, captured, drugged into an insane coma, imprisoned, beaten, exiled, literally forced to torture his half-brother into surviving a desert, surviving himself, escaping evil shadow magic, recovering again, being dragged non-stop into Fellowship business, getting his memories literally blocked of the whole failed kingdom thing because Asandir is an idiot, etc etc etc.

At no point in this entire chain of events have any of them been given time to breathe and reflect and grieve and that's part of the tragedy that builds up to the ultimate culmination of the book. If the Fellowship could have slowed the schedule down even a little, let them choose their own path a bit... instead it's grief upon grief thrust on them, especially on Arithon.

Kalman posted:

Taking being able to look at a plant and not just see the plant but actually understand it across its entire life and care for it in the same way you’d care for a pet or even a person and casting it as ‘a database lookup’ seems like nearly willful misinterpretation. The beauty and mystery isn’t “oh hey he can see its transaction history”, it’s in the comprehension of the thing’s place in the life cycle of the world and its essence. It’s fundamentally a religious/animist understanding of the world.

It’s also not exactly like that view of magic is derived from a computer analogy - the notion of a true name, signature, whatever you want to call it, that gives you understanding and power over other things (note that the Fellowship have that power, but don’t use it without consent from the namee) has a long history in magic, both fictional and, uh, real world (ie also fictional but people believed it). Like, Egyptian mythology, kabbala, the Odyssey, Rumpelstiltskin, all involve that basic idea, that a name gives you power over the named. It also shows up everywhere in SFF from the Black Company books to Earthsea.

I genuinely love true name stuff in magic, and this book series has one of my favorite takes on it - due to the compact, the Fellowship don't work magic upon other creatures without consent, which means that Dakar, at one point, has to fuckin' go around asking sheep for permission to cast stealth/illusion spells on 'em. :allears:

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

TheGreatEvilKing posted:

This is literally a relational database view of the world with the Name as primary key and the signature as a transactional history. It is literally the dullest way I can think of to express the mystery and power of magic.

Also reflecting on this statement - I absolutely, deeply disagree with it. So I need to ask: what book series does the best magic? What would you point to as a good example, by your view?

Kalman
Jan 17, 2010

StrixNebulosa posted:

The Paravians are less unicorns/centaurs/elves what have you and more - almost religious, spiritual creatures. It's a far more Lord of the Rings-esque religious view of the world and the mysteries within it. Seeing a unicorn here isn't seeing a horse with a horn, it's seeing a fundamentally good thing, akin to proof that god is real or something equally profound.

Given some of the text about the relationship between Ath and the Paravians, I’m not sure you even need the word almost in front of religious. It basically is proof that God is real and cares for the world, which yeah, that could definitely break people.

WarpDogs
May 1, 2009

I'm just a normal, functioning member of the human race, and there's no way anyone can prove otherwise.
yeah not to pile on but comparing that to a database relationship is really depressing. The whole idea of "names" and being able to tie them to a nature or history has been a common thread in human myth and story for many millennia. If you're seeing it reflected in computer science that's because humans created computer science and we infused it with our own understanding of language, syntax, patterns, organization, etc.

But more specific to that, the Fellowship has a sort of an "academia" bent, where magic is a tool for research and purpose and protection, so it makes sense than magic from their context has a dryer and more pragmatic bent to it. Contrast that to the brothers where their magic is elemental and relies more on instinct and the attributes of their element. Then there's the Koriathain who are somewhat like the Fellowship but whose powers are much more focused on the mind, things you'd associate with telepathy and farsight and mind reading.

and then there's the Parthians whose entire thing is that they are beautiful and mysterious and are so magical they end up leaving an impression on the earth itself

ah, Wurts is just too drat cool! And the best part about all of this is that she changes up how she writes magic depending on both who the subject is and also who is witnessing it, which was especially evident to me in the final battle scenes of the 1st book. The way the proses changes when the geas is in control, seeing Arithon's powers from the eyes of his allies vs. Lysaer's group, etc. It's great worldbuilding

TheGreatEvilKing
Mar 28, 2016





Kalman posted:

Taking being able to look at a plant and not just see the plant but actually understand it across its entire life and care for it in the same way you’d care for a pet or even a person and casting it as ‘a database lookup’ seems like nearly willful misinterpretation. The beauty and mystery isn’t “oh hey he can see its transaction history”, it’s in the comprehension of the thing’s place in the life cycle of the world and its essence. It’s fundamentally a religious/animist understanding of the world.

This is my point. The language used to describe a mystical oneness with the world is the same language a software engineer would use to describe searching credit card numbers. I can't say this is the dullest I've ever read, because Jenn Lyons exists.

StrixNebulosa posted:

The Paravians are less unicorns/centaurs/elves what have you and more - almost religious, spiritual creatures. It's a far more Lord of the Rings-esque religious view of the world and the mysteries within it. Seeing a unicorn here isn't seeing a horse with a horn, it's seeing a fundamentally good thing, akin to proof that god is real or something equally profound. And seeing that they're gone? Heartbreaking. Being led to find out that if he rejects the crown, he dooms the mysteries and prevents this world from knowing that true wonder ever again? It's the cruelest thing Asandir could have done to him.

I will still maintain that none of the language around the Paravians actually sets this up because the visions of the Paravians are so fundamentally dull.

Wurts posted:

Arithon opened his eyes to the visions of unicorns dancing.

The statues of Riathan enshrined at Althain Tower might reflect an artist's proportion and line. But perfection carved in cold marble could never capture motion, nor the lightness and flight of cloven hooves, nor the lift of tails and manes more fine than spun silk; not the spiralled twist of horns that shimmered with an energy visible to mages, nor the soaring, heart-searing sweetness of song that underlay the sigh of the wind. Caith-al-Caen rang with a purity of tone just beyond grasp of the mind.

I just don't find this very awe-inspiring, because it's a religious experience transcribed through realist prose. I know that Wurts is trying to go for this being the equivalent of witnessing the Second Coming or whatever through the next paragraph containing "Assaulted by a rapture beyond hope", but none of this language evokes the divine. The unicorns are compared to profane items - spun silk, a sweet song, the flight of hooves - and the only supernatural descriptor is horns that "shimmered with an energy visible to mages". At that point we are squarely in the language of role-playing games - the shimmering energy the unicorns give off allows you to target them with a see invisibility spell. None of the other descriptors, save the song, couldn't just be applied to a really pretty yet one hundred percent natural horse. Now, before people get cute and pull out the Bible, I may as well point something out.

Isaiah posted:

In the year that king Uzziah died I saw also the Lord sitting upon a throne, high and lifted up, and his train filled the temple. Above it stood the seraphims: each one had six wings; with twain he covered his face, and with twain he covered his feet, and with twain he did fly. And one cried unto another, and said, Holy, holy, holy, is the LORD of hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory. And the posts of the door moved at the voice of him that cried, and the house was filled with smoke. Then said I, Woe is me! for I am undone; because I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for mine eyes have seen the King, the LORD of hosts. Then flew one of the seraphims unto me, having a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with the tongs from off the altar: And he laid it upon my mouth, and said, Lo, this hath touched thy lips; and thine iniquity is taken away, and thy sin purged.

Actual myth is very light on the adjective injection favored by fantasy writers like Wurts. If Janny Wurts had written this we'd end up with swift-winged angels handing out fire-red coal from steel-bright tongs on a holy-white altar. I'd really love it if someone could link the bardic traditions this is supposedly emulating. Is it Homer?

Homer describes a witch posted:

In the wild wood they found an open glade,
around a smooth stone house—the hall of Kirkê—
and wolves and mountain lions lay there, mild
in her soft spell, fed on her drug of evil.
None would attack—oh, it was strange, I tell you—
but switching their long tails they faced our men
like hounds, who look up when their master comes
with tidbits for them—as he will—from table.
Humbly those wolves and lions with mighty paws
fawned on our men—who met their yellow eyes
and feared them.

In the entrance way they stayed
to listen there: inside her quiet house
they heard the goddess Kirkê.

Low she sang
in her beguiling voice, while on her loom
she wove ambrosial fabric sheer and bright,

by that craft known to the goddesses of heaven.
No one would speak, until Politês—most
faithful and likable of my officers, said:
‘Dear friends, no need for stealth: here’s a young weaver
singing a pretty song to set the air
a-tingle on these lawns and paven courts.
Goddess she is, or lady. Shall we greet her?’

So reassured, they all cried out together,
and she came swiftly to the shining doors
to call them in. All but Eur ́ylokhos—
who feared a snare—the innocents went after her.
On thrones she seated them, and lounging chairs,
while she prepared a meal of cheese and barley
and amber honey mixed with Pramnian wine,
adding her own vile pinch, to make them lose
desire or thought of our dear father land.
Scarce had they drunk when she flew after them
with her long stick and shut them in a pigsty—
bodies, voices, heads, and bristles, all
swinish now, though minds were still unchanged.
So, squealing, in they went. And Kirkê tossed them
acorns, mast, and cornel berries—fodder
for hogs who rut and slumber on the earth.

I can't believe we didn't get treated to twenty pages of Circe's magic system. What a hack!

The point I am trying to make is that Wurts' style is overwrought and when you strip away the hypen-adjectives you're left with RPG magic and fantasy cliches. It's not economical enough to be mythical, it's not poetic, and the prose never reaches beyond a dull realism speckled with a few metaphors that would impress Patrick Rothfuss' pizza man.

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

I am literally lying in bed about to go to sleep so I can’t really get into it, but I wanted to say that while I continue to completely disagree with you, I do respect that you’re bringing quotes and illustrating your points and so on. That’s cool.

Rand Brittain
Mar 25, 2013

"Go on until you're stopped."
Honestly, there's nothing wrong with the prose? Why are people in this subforum so weird about "prose"?

Instead, I feel weird because my reaction to this passage is "wow, Asandir is terrible; he should die; I hope Arithon kills him". Everything about it says to me "this ancient wizard loves everything in a completely impersonal way and as a result he will do awful, awful things"... although admittedly I've got some extradiegetic knowledge that points me in that direction.

buffalo all day
Mar 13, 2019

Coming back in to say thanks to Strix for posting the passage in response to my q, was interesting to read through. I don’t think it’s weird at all to care about quality of prose in the written word forum so it’s helpful to look at examples. Especially where the author is doing something different from Sanderson-style replacement level extruded fantasy product (RLEFP), which I always appreciate even if it’s not for me.

I see GreatEvilKing’s point about the prose. This particular passage is especially tough because honestly when I think of “names as power” in modern fantasy I immediately think LeGuin / Earthsea and it’s hard to compete. For example, this passage in which the main character is also having a transcendental experience while perceiving the true nature of things :

“In that moment Ged understood the singing of the bird, and the language of the water falling in the base of the fountain, and the shape of the clouds, and the beginning and the end of the wind that stirred the leaves; it seemed to him that he himself was a word spoken by the sunlight.”

There is no unnecessary word here and the words are simple. But imo it’s far more powerful.

Not everyone needs to write the same of course, but I do think there’s a tendency to perceive more as better and, as GEK points out, the opposite is often true (see also: Rothfuss).

All that said I’m interested to check out the first book of WoLaS, to experience it for myself. So thanks.

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

buffalo all day posted:

Coming back in to say thanks to Strix for posting the passage in response to my q, was interesting to read through. I don’t think it’s weird at all to care about quality of prose in the written word forum so it’s helpful to look at examples. Especially where the author is doing something different from Sanderson-style replacement level extruded fantasy product (RLEFP), which I always appreciate even if it’s not for me.

I see GreatEvilKing’s point about the prose. This particular passage is especially tough because honestly when I think of “names as power” in modern fantasy I immediately think LeGuin / Earthsea and it’s hard to compete. For example, this passage in which the main character is also having a transcendental experience while perceiving the true nature of things :

“In that moment Ged understood the singing of the bird, and the language of the water falling in the base of the fountain, and the shape of the clouds, and the beginning and the end of the wind that stirred the leaves; it seemed to him that he himself was a word spoken by the sunlight.”

There is no unnecessary word here and the words are simple. But imo it’s far more powerful.

Not everyone needs to write the same of course, but I do think there’s a tendency to perceive more as better and, as GEK points out, the opposite is often true (see also: Rothfuss).

All that said I’m interested to check out the first book of WoLaS, to experience it for myself. So thanks.

:cheers:

Let us know what you think, good or bad.

I think - even as a negative comparison - if I were Janny Wurts I'd be honored as hell to be compared to Ursula K LeGuin.

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today
https://twitter.com/JannyWurts/status/1654503580143955970?t=KTrKfq9fRqnPCzUV-s0gOg&s=19

Please be 2024...

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

I'm descending into Coronation Day and I am unbelievably tense. I know I'll read a lot faster and enjoy myself more once I'm through, but maaaan creeping up on it with all the same dread Arithon has.

Strategic Tea
Sep 1, 2012

British current events thread is thataway :v:

porfiria
Dec 10, 2008

by Modern Video Games

Rand Brittain posted:

Honestly, there's nothing wrong with the prose? Why are people in this subforum so weird about "prose"?

Instead, I feel weird because my reaction to this passage is "wow, Asandir is terrible; he should die; I hope Arithon kills him". Everything about it says to me "this ancient wizard loves everything in a completely impersonal way and as a result he will do awful, awful things"... although admittedly I've got some extradiegetic knowledge that points me in that direction.

I think the issue is that reading to find out "what happens" is self-defeating because everything in the book is made up; in order to have any shot at real beauty, transcendence, or meaning, it has to reach beyond itself to say something about the reality that produced it.

(To use a very earthy example, Alan Moore has said he considers Killing Joke to be one of his weakest works because its message is: Batman and the Joker are really a lot alike. Unfortunately, Batman and the Joker aren't real so this is kind of a meaningless lesson.)

Art is making some kind of comment on the world, although the argument is less logical, as in history or philosophy, than aesthetic/emotional. I'm not in full agreement with Cormac McCarthy's worldview, but he makes an astonishing case, for example in this passage which has some thematic similarities to some of the Wurt passages quoted:

quote:

The flames sawed in the wind and the embers paled and deepened and paled and deepened like the bloodbeat of some living thing eviscerate upon the ground before them and they watched the fire which does contain within it something of men themselves inasmuch as they are less without it and are divided from their origins and are exiles. For each fire is all fires, and the first fire and the last ever to be.

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

porfiria: huh?

StrixNebulosa
Feb 14, 2012

You cheated not only the game, but yourself.
But most of all, you cheated BABA

quote:

You write that escapist stuff? Why should I bother to read it?

When I hear that standard knee jerker, I smile Very Politely and, (depending which angle of snobbery fits and how cynically the question was put) point out one of the Three Stock Answers:

I write in an established tradition of literature that has been prominent far and long before most others, including Homer, Kafka, Kipling, and Carroll, to name a few, and including works like the Khalavala, the Niebelung, the Odyssey, and most lately, has produced LeGuin and Tolkein. (That usually bashes them, since they'll seem quite uneducated if they admit to not hearing of any of those literary lights)
Every new idea that has ever been brought into the world began with imagination, and someone's daydream - show me one that didn't... fantasy is the literature of the imagination, good practice for reality innovation. Why, are you one of those people who are afraid of imagination and innovation? How sad.
Do you live on the golf course all year, or go fishing or eat gourmet, or drink fine wines every waking minute? No? Well, we don't lose touch with the real world and permanently vanish into a book, either, nor are we raving loonies when we come back. With the advantage, of course, that you don't pay sixty dollars for chasing a ball over and over and over, or get fat and feel guilty for that, or get drunk and kill somebody driving home. What's the threatening disadvantage of reading?
The one I never say, although it's probably the hurtful truth: Why are you so terrified of thinking beyond the boundaries of what you've been taught?


https://www.paravia.com/JannyWurts/about/faq-books.php

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The seed idea for the Wars of Light and Shadow series occurred, when, in the course of researching tactics and weapons, she viewed a documentary film on the Battle of Culloden Moor. This was the first time she had encountered that historical context of that brutal event, with the embroidery of romance stripped from it. The experience gave rise to an awakening, which became anger, that so often, our education, literature and entertainment slant history in a manner that equates winners and losers with moral right and wrong, and the prevalent attitude, that killing wars can be seen as justifiable solutions when only one side of the picture is presented.

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buffalo all day
Mar 13, 2019

Janny Wurts posted:


fantasy is the literature of the imagination


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