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Oh Noes! Iain Banks has cancer :(
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Crap.
I don't read alot, but whenI do it's mostly Ian Banks or Terry Partchett. or Bernard Cornwell , hows he doing :( |
I know, I was going to email you, figured this would be quicker
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Fuck cancer. Somebody had to say it.
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I'll say it again. Fuck cancer.
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Ditto.
He sounds like a good sort. It wouldn't be cricket to add him to my list. |
He's gone.
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Fuck cancer!
Sent by thought transference |
Really? Bloody hell that came fast. Rest in peace Iain Banks, and thanks for some of the most memorable tales and characters I've had the pleasure to read.
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This was so quick, I thought he had longer.
His character really shone through in his books, he'll be sadly missed. Weird that his last book was about cancer too. |
Took out The Player of Games from the library yesterday.
If I still have it, it's buried under under a couple of storage boxes of other books. Easier to pull it off the special display in his memory. I've yet to reread it. I mix up the early Culture novels. I know I read Damage by Jospehine Hart just because it was the name of a game in one of Banks's novels. And I loved the idea of the Players On the Eve of Destruction. Struck me as a combination of Douglas Adams and Stephen King. Dark and sleazy and besmirched with black humour. Saying that, he transcended both of them. I can never think of Scotland without thinking of Banks (and now Brianna of course) In fact we went to a holiday cottage within spitting distance of Lochgilphead just because I associated it with him. We had the best chips and the surliest service there I've ever had in all my world travel. I started to write about what I value most in a novel. But it ended up like the Spanish Inquisition/ what did the Romans do for us sketches. I want STORY. Moved by intelligent but realistic dialogue. And being a word-pervert I want description and phrases which paint enormous canvases in very few words. Phrases I want to remember, landscapes in words. I like a reasonably simple narrative without a huge cast of characters, but densely plotted so I can appreciate the twists and turns. Fewer red herrings than seeds of suspicion sown. Oh and humour. And perhaps a different perspective on the world. I can't believe I actually read at all, let alone enjoy it :) I do have a stack of books to review in the Books thread. Some I really want to do justice to. But I think I will reread The Player of Games again first. This is the first of his books I've had from the library. Every other one I paid for. Given his short life I am glad I paid even pennies into the account of such a talent. RIP. |
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