![]() Would that we have more true moments like those, however. Alas that the dialogue doesn’t always follow Abe the professor and his long-time lover Joanna talk mostly like people at a Renaissance Faire, aping something that seems almost archaic in structure and naked emotion, but completely unsuitable for daily dialogue. It should be clear that as always, the emotion of the book is true. It was the moon’s midnight smile, shadows shaping a grimace across endless emptiness. The smile chilled Joanna, not because it was evil or mocking to the contrary, it was almost heartbreaking in its remoteness, its unhuman attempt at a human signal. It is possible I might appreciate it more as I grow even older. ![]() It’s funny though, because in many ways it feels similar, with Summerlong representing the perspective of a much older author-more sadness, more solitude, less playful. When reading Summerlong, I heard echoes from Folk of the Air, and of the two, I wholeheartedly prefer Folk. I love his short stories, and the novel The Folk of the Air remains my first–and possibly favorite–experience with urban fantasy (1986–take that, Ms. His strength, in other words, is not consistently in plotting. It is not that I love everything he writes as much as I adore his word-smithing and his ability to evoke emotion. Beagle has long been one of my favorite authors. ![]()
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