I wasted some time yesterday...
Mar. 11th, 2004 01:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flexagonmaking this cute Sinfest icon from yesterday's strip. I expect it'll come in handy in comments from time to time. :) There's also another new one that you'll just have to wait for.
I also wasted time finishing Kushiel's Avatar... part of that was when I was sitting at my desk, supposedly working! Bad bad flexagon. But I couldn't help it. Overall, I thought it was a fitting and wonderful conclusion to the trilogy. The Hyacinthe thing was always more important to Phedre than to me, and it was also obvious that it was going to work out okay... I thought Carey had to work pretty hard to keep up the reader's interest in that, at least until the last couple of chapters when it suddenly got all perilous. Dursanga, on the other hand, was a complete surprise, as was seeing Melisande's more human side. I had been told there was some fairly heavy S&M stuff in Avatar and had always assumed it would be Melisande's hands Phedre would fall into. And yes... *blush*... I was looking forward to reading about it. But such was not to be. And the descriptions of life in the zenana were so completely realistic and freaky, I could never have wanted it all not to happen (after it was over, that is--while it was happening I didn't like it at all).
It also became clear to me what would become of Imri, about half a day after I posted that wisecrack about d'Angeline biotech. Heh. I was so close! I did at least consider being annoyed that Phedre's love for a child was the only pure and selfless thing within her (and that that's what got her into Adonai's temple), but... screw it, maybe it really is that way for some people, and there's no reason to carry my modern-day childfree thoughts into a medieval parallel universe. I can deal.
Ummm, what else? There were some good cutting moments near the end, when Ysandre is angry and when Hyacinthe goes off with Sibeal (ouch). I didn't want things working out too perfectly, and they definitely didn't, at least not until the very end.
I'd also like to say that part of my heart officially belongs to Joscelin. It didn't before, or for that matter even before Dursanga, but it does now. Sigh, swoon. On the way to Saba I was so much more worried about the two of them finding their way back to good lovin' than I was about the whole Name of God thing, it was ridiculous. :)
Oh wait, the specs for my little project just changed drastically. Suddenly my icon is more appropriate... and so much for guilt over not working hard yesterday! Fine... I will humbly scrap my recent efforts and begin anew.
I also wasted time finishing Kushiel's Avatar... part of that was when I was sitting at my desk, supposedly working! Bad bad flexagon. But I couldn't help it. Overall, I thought it was a fitting and wonderful conclusion to the trilogy. The Hyacinthe thing was always more important to Phedre than to me, and it was also obvious that it was going to work out okay... I thought Carey had to work pretty hard to keep up the reader's interest in that, at least until the last couple of chapters when it suddenly got all perilous. Dursanga, on the other hand, was a complete surprise, as was seeing Melisande's more human side. I had been told there was some fairly heavy S&M stuff in Avatar and had always assumed it would be Melisande's hands Phedre would fall into. And yes... *blush*... I was looking forward to reading about it. But such was not to be. And the descriptions of life in the zenana were so completely realistic and freaky, I could never have wanted it all not to happen (after it was over, that is--while it was happening I didn't like it at all).
It also became clear to me what would become of Imri, about half a day after I posted that wisecrack about d'Angeline biotech. Heh. I was so close! I did at least consider being annoyed that Phedre's love for a child was the only pure and selfless thing within her (and that that's what got her into Adonai's temple), but... screw it, maybe it really is that way for some people, and there's no reason to carry my modern-day childfree thoughts into a medieval parallel universe. I can deal.
Ummm, what else? There were some good cutting moments near the end, when Ysandre is angry and when Hyacinthe goes off with Sibeal (ouch). I didn't want things working out too perfectly, and they definitely didn't, at least not until the very end.
I'd also like to say that part of my heart officially belongs to Joscelin. It didn't before, or for that matter even before Dursanga, but it does now. Sigh, swoon. On the way to Saba I was so much more worried about the two of them finding their way back to good lovin' than I was about the whole Name of God thing, it was ridiculous. :)
Oh wait, the specs for my little project just changed drastically. Suddenly my icon is more appropriate... and so much for guilt over not working hard yesterday! Fine... I will humbly scrap my recent efforts and begin anew.
