I’m really late in catching up with emails and any messages I’ve receive on tumblr and I’m really sorry. I’ve been running everywhere and meeting people and watching TV with my mom. I haven’t been online much.
And today I am off cavorting with the fairies. So.
Have a gratuitous picture of SleepyBear instead. I know you don’t care, but I was talking on Skype with him and I thought he looked too lovely not to share. I told him to stop it with the cheekbones and the dimples, but he wouldn’t listen to me :)
Have a good day everyone!
The Fionavar Tapestry trilogy, by Guy Gavriel Kay is one of my favourite. I simply love it. It takes place in another world, but there are knights and kings and princes and princesses, seers and myths, and Old Religions and New Religions, and King Arthur and Lancelot and Guinevere and The Wild Hunt. It’s dark and exciting and beautiful.
All of his books are fantasy inspired by very specific historical periods. I think A Song for Arbonne, which I remember being good, was inspired by French Medieval times, but I’m not sure.
There’s romance in both of these, but not only.
I can’t think of anything that would be more specifically romance and also fantasy that I have read.
Maybe, The Lioness Quartet by Tamora Pierce?
Oh! The Princess Bride, by William Goldman.
With him it was more like we were not a couple and then we were a couple. Two weeks in I was spending all my nights at his place, one month in we were basically living together, two months in we were definitely living together.
There was a distinct lack of process.
I love Matisse’s late period. All his cut-outs and collages and simple lines, organic shapes.