Lordul Luminii

Am inceput cartea asta cu un sentiment de incredere, fiind dat de cele doua volume din Amber pe care le-am citit, mi-au placut si am zis pana cand o sa apara si al treilea volum o sa ma mai delectez cu ceva zelazny, dar nu a fost asa.
lordul luminii are in centru panteonul indian, Cerurile si India ( probabil india )
cartea incepe foarte pretentios,ambiguu si ciudat cu trezirea lui Buddha ( sau Mahasamatman,Sam,Kalkin,Siddharta…cert e ca are multe nume ) de catre Ratri,zeita noptii, Yama, zeul mortii si Tak care fuse odata un arhivist dar a fost blestemat sa se reincarneze intr-o maimuta. Si cum se trezeste Buddha asa ca dupa o noapte si o zi de petrecut incotinuu ii trece lui prin cap ca trebuie sa distruga Cerurile. Nu o sa mai povestesc din carte pentru ca subiectul este cetos si pe alocuri lipsit de substanta.Ca s-o spun franc, nu mi-a placut cartea…are prea multe personaje ( nu ca asta ar fi un lucru rau insa sunt atat de multe si fiecare are anumite particularitati incat daca nu ti-i notezi pe o hartie ii confunzi sigur ) , planul povestirii se schimba fara nici o atentionare si iti dai seama mult mai tarziu de lucrul asta, intriga e slaba si toata actiunea in care se infoaie cartea este , ca si multele dialoguri si explicatii, inutile. Nu ma asteptam la asa o carte slaba de la Z. , unora se pare ca le-a placut de se spune ca este un sf must-read,o fi…doar pentru a citi si carti proaste cu scopul de a-ti da seama ce-ti place si ce nu ? ca altfel de intrebuintare a acestei carti nu gasesc
Rank : 2/5*

Urban

Am fost plecat cateva zile pe la tara, loc pe care,franc,il detest. Nu suport sa fie multa treaba de facut,sa ai lucruri pe care trebuie sa fii cu ochii la fiecare 10 minute,nu suport mizerie,muste,animale de curte si mai ales oamenii de acolo. Singura chestie faina care e acolo este ca exact pe la sfarsitul gradinii trece prahova si e linistitor sa stai pe unul din malurile raului,sa auzi apa si sa simti vantul si sa te gandesti la ce te doare pe tine.cred ca asta e singurul lucru care merita vazut acolo. conditia noastra de acolo nu e proasta,adica avem unde sa stam si ce sa mancam si asa mai departe,adica cui i-ar place ar putea gasi coltul sau de lume acolo,numai ca mie nu imi place mediul rural nicicum, niciunde. a, si mai e o chestie misto acolo ca poti sa citesti in voie la umbra copacilor din gradina fara sa te deranjeze nimeni si nimic, ca veni vorba , am terminat Roger Zelazny-Lordul luminii, o sa scriu despre ea mai incolo cand o sa am resimt.
Pana una alta am realizat ca eu nu pot trai mai mult de 5 zile la tara si ca eu sunt oarecum legat de beton,blocuri,aglomeratie,caldura,civilizatie in general

Nunta

In puterea obiceiului meu care infailibil se petrece de fiecare data cand pun mana pe o carte al carui autor imi este necunoscut , primul lucru pe care il fac inainte sa incep cartea este sa gasesc informatii despre autor, asta, indubitabil,i s-a intamplat si lui Nicholas Sparks, asa, am aflat ca romanul lui a fost baza filmului The Notebook,care este un film de dragoste execelent, recomandat.
Asadar, Nunta spune povestea lui Wilson si Jane, doi soti care se apropie de aniversarea a celor 30 de ani de casnicie insa pe parcursul acestor trei decenii,lucrurile au devenit reci intre cei doi, Wilson fiind preocupat cu munca, neglijand viata de familie,lucru de pe urma caruia Jane nu putea decat suferi. Insa Wilson a decis ca nu mai putea sa continutea asa (totul) si dupa 30 de ani de casnicie, el ia hotararea sa revigoreze relatia, ba mai mult sa-i redea farmecul pe care l-a avut la inceput. Cand unul dintre cei 3 copii ai lor, Anna,ii anunta ca vrea sa se marite cu Keith,iubitul ei, cei doi soti primesc vestea neasteptata cu mare bucurie, mai ales ca fiica lor dorea ca nunta sa se petreaca in mai putin de o saptamana, conditie care tragea dupa ea multe sacrificii si stres. Insa odata cu pregatirile de nunta pentru fiical or, Wilson profita de situatie pentru a creste in ochii lui Jane, si incetul cu incetul reuseste sa readuce pasiunea din trecut. Totul culmina cu nunta Annei cu Keith insa se petrece un lucru neasteptat ( ma rog,pentru unii,eu m-am gandit la ea desi nu prea m-a luat prin surprindere,insa e un final frumos ). O carte despre o nunta si despre o relatie de iubire care ste mai presus de orice, o carte care te invata sa te bucuri de persoana de langa tine si care te invata sa o pretuiesti asa cum se cuvine, adica mai presus de toti si toate.
Rank : 5/5*

#150

Little by little this holiday looks more and more like the real thing i’ve waiting for. I had in mind to finish The Wedding by today and i was reading the book since 6 pm, at 7 my eyes closed for one hour and then all i did it was to pour some more mountain dew in my mug and resume reading, now i’m having a little break, listen to some music and have a little chat.
And it looks like the hotness does not bother even if it’s all most 10 pm, it should have benn more chilly outside but it isn’t, this hotness like engulfing me !
Back to read

In the meantime

This hot weather is very annoying, you don’t get to do anything, darn, it’s even too hot to read !
Maybe the ones who saw me at Bookfest know i was really scattering to find Longman, i did, it was at the first floor, but i was rather dissapointed that i did not find the dictionary i wanted to buy, so i spent my money then on other cool books. Recently, some money turned up to me , as reward of my weariness. So i thought with these ones i really have to get that dictionary ( Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English…i had once the chance to turn over its pages and i found it really helpful, contains both new and old english words, therefore, because i had no serious english dictionary at home i had to have one ) and i started to use my friend google until the moment i found Longman’s website. I searched for the dictionary and there it was ! I did the formalities and already begin to seethe. I knew these english dictionaries made by Macmillan or Longman are pretty cool, they have lot of words, nice explanations and examples as well as some orientative ilustrations, i took Longman’s one because someone advised me this is better than Macmillan’s, i said ok. The cool thing about it, it’s that i am to receive 2 cds along with the dictionary, to use it on the computer too.
In 4 days i had the dictionary, it’s pretty cool, and his virtual edition works pretty well.
I continue to feel very woozy because of this unbearable hot weather. I will pretty soon start to redecorate my flat and there will be lots of mess and dirt, but i guess everybody does it, yesterday when i was wandering across my neighbourhood’s street the sound made by all those machines was almost stereo so i guess they’ll be happy to hear another satellite to all this mass surround system.
This is buggering me !
LE : I’m currently reading Spark’s The Wedding ( which you can see in the library thing widget, its cover i mean ) , long story short, it’s about two people that have been married for 30 years now and after all these years, they ( well mostly he ) try to regain the passion, it’s pretty cool, it’s not that cheesy romance or shit,no, of course it has romantic things all over it but they’re said with a rather serious tone, so i guess that’s ok, i hope i’ll finish it today

Gemenii

A 3-a carte a unui autor pe care am citit-o in aceeasi luna ca si celelalte doua, ceva fara precedent, nu credeam ca mi s-ar fi putut intampla, dar Cartarescu m-a atras de mult in citirea cartilor sale incat timpul care a trecut de la cititrea Remului pana acum era destul de insemnat asa ca mai trebuia sa-mi potolesc aviditatea cu o noua doza de proza fantastica a lui Cartarescu. Imi caut cuvintele,nu stiu cum sa incep,sa prezint rapid subiectul si dupa aceea sa spun pe larg ce mi-a transpus Cartarescu in minte ? Cred ca asa o sa fac.
Cartea incepe prezentandu-l pe Andrei barbierindu-se, rujandu-se,parfumandu-se, cu alte cuvinte,gatindu-se…privind pe geam.La o privire superficiala el poate fi etichetat ca un travesitit,dar mai zaboviti putin,ascultati-i povestea. Are rabufniri.
Nu stiu,nu pot prezenta un subiect pe indelete cum fac cu alte carti spre deosebire de cartile lui C. care nu ma lasa de cat sa-mi exprim trailrile intr-un mod cat se poate de subiectiv, ceea ce nu-mi prea sta in fire. Pe parcursul cartii urmaresti povestea lui Andrei , pe alocuri te identifici cu ea ( eu am facut-o, parca pe undeva era povestea mea ) , te surprinzi zicand ca asa e ! da ! nu putea fi altfel ! Te trezesti blestemand femeile, ca uite in ce stare l-au adus pe bietul Andrei, ca nu merita atentie si ca sunt niste lichele…dar la un moment dat cand suferi la unsion cu Andrei si sustii trairile sale misogine, in urmatorul moment te bucuri cot la cot cu el de complexitatea femeilor, de faptul ca pe alocuri sunt niste adevarate pietre de incercare, si oftezi cu gandul ca nu le vei putea intelege vreodata, ca va trebui sa-ti imparti viata cu ele desi traind zilnic in acelasi lichid al necunoasterii profunde. Cel mai uimitor la cartea asta este ca la un moment dat zici ca si tu stii locurile pe unde se desfasoara actiunea, ca stii si ai vazut si atins mamiferul cu carapace din Antipa, ca stii testoasa de supa , preoponderent stii totul, dar stii si usa dosita si secreta care da in mansarda ? Cu cat stii mai multe cu atat iti dai seama cat de putine stii.
Rank : 5+/5*

I dream of ( fiction )

Hello,
My name is Edward, i’m a 28 year old white male, i live in Bristol and i have lots of dreams. This might be odd…tell me, you wouldn’t begin to describe yourself as i just did, am i right ? Of course i am, i always am. As i before told you, i have lots of dreams, and wonders, unfortunately i also have nightmares, long and dark nightmares i can’t get rid of. My latest dream, the one i dreamed about last night was a bliss, i was on a meadow , but not a ordinary meadow, not the one that lays in your back yard or in the back of your garden, oh no, it was a meadow which had lots of flowers of different types, sizes and origin, there were red flowers,yellow flowers, pale blue flowers, if i remember well i think i saw a green flower, there were lots of flowers, so many i couldn’t identifiy all of them. And i was among them, stealing their smell, druging with it, fulfilling my sense with it, at first sight i thought i was in Heaven, but the next second i ushered that thought from my mind…Heaven wasn’t just that. They say a dream last in real time an averge time of 2 seconds, even if in it you feel like you’ve lived a century, but i had this dream 2 days one after another. When i woke up i had unanswered calls on my mobile phone and also some unread e-mails. I dreamed and slept for two whole days. But i also daydream, my latest dream reffers somehow to tea. I love tea, black tea, green tea, red tea, white tea, i like them all. I think i have a cult of drinking tea and eating crackers that go with. i dreamed the victorian era was once again in bloom, i dreamed of a large tea room, of a big square table, on the table were nicely put cups on saucers, special made for serving tea, they were put on some green handkerchiefs, it occured to me as something odd but i did not wonder about it , i just let it be, it was a brown-crimson table, and we were to have tea on it, the sacred ritual of drinking tea. I dreamed of ladies, mid-forties ladies, well dressed, with corsets that were tied too tight that the womens’ breats were almost to pop off, but they didn’t, they sat there like two basketballs , pleasuring my sight. They were acompanied by gentlemans, dressed with black suits, jobens and every each one of them werer wearing a large black moustache, they were the chivalry in person. They looked very respectful. A servant tiptoed in the room with a big tea pot, and began to pour in the little cups. They looked pleased, a smile was widening across their face. They began to sipp very carefully the wonderful smelling tea, they looked very pleased actually. Then the talking began, they were talking about worthelss things but it seemed quite interesting subject because they talked about it a long time and at every moment every one was trying to convince the others that his point was the best, again , it were worthless things. At some random moment the discussion was interrupted by a raucous laugh. Then a telephone began to ring and my ladies and gentlemean disspeared. I frowned at the phone and picked up my mug and sipped some tea, black tea. I don’t complain i dream much,i like dreams.

News ( a lil bit late though )

How to talk to girls at parties a lui NG a castigat premiul Locus din acest an pentru best short story . O puteti citi aici sau in Fragile Things . Merita !

Zodiac

Astazi ma plictiseam la culme, ca in majoritatea zilelor care s-au scurs ( 3 ) de la sfarsitul scolii. Am decis ca am chef sa vad un film, intai m-am uitat pe torrente si nu am vazut nimic interesant, pacat , asa mai salvam si eu niste bani…pana la urma m-am uitat pe siteul hmultiplex sa vad ce filme mai sunt pe acolo…dupa cateva minute mi-am zis ca Zodiac suna ok, am auzit lucruri despre el, pe imdb are nota mare si deci hai sa merg sa-l vad. Nu era multa lume in sala,ceea ce ma face cu atat mai fericit. Zodiac , filmul, este bazat pe cartea lui Robert Graysmith , si spune povestea care se tese in jurul unui criminal in serie care teroriza orasul San Francisco , CA in urma cu vreo doua decenii. Imi plac filmele in care se nasc ipoteze destepte pentru a rezolva situatii dificile ( vezi Inside Man sau Prison Break ) , simti ca nu dai banii degeaba pentru un film de popcorn, cum se mai zice. Zodiac, criminalul, care nici pana in zilele noastre nu a fost prins, cazul fiind inca deschis, trimitea scrisori si coduri catre politie si ziare prin care isi revendica crimele si ca garantie, prezenta filmul omorului , cu tot cu detalii tehnice, deasemenea mai atasa un mesaj codat , in care se aflau date despre urmatoarea crima , lucru ce in viziunea lui face totul mai palpitant. Desi sunt stranse destule dovezi, din pacate acestea nu pot incrimina suspectul, si de aici se mai ajunge si la rastrurnari de situatie.
Pana la urma, imi pare bine ca nu am dat banii degeaba, filmul chiar merita.
Mark : 9/10*

Like…wow

I’ve just finished reading a short story from Smoke & Mirrors , another book made of short stories…it’s called Chivalry and it’s very good, as NG always uses to write nay ? Oh yeah, what i’ve wanted to point out , at one moment in the story he tells that Mrs Whitaker ( the protagonist ) weeps in some Kleenex. Ringed a bell…hmm…Kleenex…i knew this name from somewhere, oh wait ! they’re handkerchiefs….stood up and began to search and there it was, a pack of Kleenex that smelled of apricots…i was so happy, maybe this seem unimportant to you , but for me , these similarities are magnificent ! still wonder from where i got that pack….humm….