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Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Book Review: Shadows in Flight

I've been wanting to read this one for awhile! Didn't know it wouldn't take too long to read it!

Yes, the book is shorter than all the other books in the Shadow Series, but that's not a bad thing. This book shows Card's writing at it's best.

The writing was very nostalgic. It was like reading Ender's Game all over again. You know, the same curiosity and intrigue that captured so many of our hearts with the first book. What a great end to this series, and a nice segway into the next series.

Most of the negative reviews focus on 2 things:

1. The story is too short. Card could have fleshed out more details and characterization

2. Bean dies. Oh NOEZ!

Okay, really? This is the cause for concern?

1. The book was a perfect length. Orson Scott Card would only have made things drag out. There was just enough characterization that has me interested in the 3 children. I may not be invested in them, but if Card ever writes their story, you can bet I'll be.

2. Yes. We knew it was coming. Yes, he died just minutes before he found out about a cure. Guess what? He's human. He's not a god, just a major genius. And the fact that Card was willing to cut Bean off shows some... maturity? That may not be the right word. Suffice it to say, Card made Beans character even stronger with his death.

Great job, Mr. Card. I really appreciated the story.

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

The Legends Meet Defeat

Warning: The events of this story are based on real happenings.  This story may shock you.

Once, not too long ago, like an hour and a half ago, a handful of legends played a game of pickup basketball with some previously not well-known basketball players.  The teams were lopsided; victory was far from a dream.  Defeat was laughable.  Unimaginable.  But somehow, it happened.

Spudd Webb - PG
Clyde Drexler - SG
James Worthy - SF
Karl Malone - PF
Hakeem Olajuwon - C

vs

John Crotty - PG
Jiggy Watkins - SG
Quintin Richardson - SF
Ike Austin - PF
George Muresan - C

Hmmmmmmmmm...

Who should win this game?

Well, my friends, the legends met something they did not expect. No referees. Call your own fouls.  So, these guys who are used to bumping, nudging, let-em-go ticky-tacks start getting fouls called. And not just a few.

Every defensive play against the No-Names resulted in a foul.  In most cases, there were several fouls called.  Clyde the Glide and Hakeem the Dream were confused: why all the calls? It messed with the flow of the game.  It made the game one-sided. Most of all, it made the game not fun.

Ok, game 1 is done.  The legends lost. So, let's pick it up in game 2!

Same thing happens, except this time, the legends start calling fouls, too.  Arguments break out. "I didn't touch you!"  "That was a jump ball if my arm is considered the ball."  "But it was after the shot!"

Game 2 ends with another loss for the legends. What was going on?!  This was unbelievable!

Moving onto game three, the legends come out with a dominating presence. The score quickly escalates to 7-0.  And then guess what? Foul! What? Foul!

Foul, foul, foul!

The score is now 8-5.  What was going on? Foul! Offensive, defensive, whatever-ensive! Foul!  The score is 14-14. Tied? How? Foul!

Ike Austin hits a miracle 3 to win it.  How did this happen? George Muresan's FLAGRANT elbow throwing in the lane. Quintin Richardson's ugly flopping. Jiggy Watkin's 'You touched my pinky! Foul!'

What has the game of basketball come to? All I know is Drexler is done playing ball with Muresan.  And Olajuwon maybe done, too.  LONG LIVE PURE BASKETBALL!