Posts from the ‘Fiction’ Category
Cape Cod Life
Who killed John F. Kennedy? Is not the question this book tries to answer, but rather how to stop the assasination? Jake is an english professor on a mission. Along the way he learns to take any tools he finds to get the job down. Because as Jake says “the future is not malevolent it just does not want to be changed”. A beautiful picture is beeing painted of the World Ago, late fifties and early sixties. A more trusting America. And it is SO believable I want to go there for a four month holiday. I Have read you a couple of my favorite quotes.
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Uthred av Bebbanburg er en forhatt hedning i sirkelen rundt den dypt religiøse kong kong Alfred av Wessex. Uthred er hatet for sin vantro, men også hatet fordi han besitter dyp kunnskap om krig. Han har erfaring og instinkter som setter han i stand til å vinne over de fryktede danskene som herjer de britiske øyer. En dobbelt forhatt mann som er en fjern forfar av forfatteren selv, Cornwell. Kongens krigere elsker Uthred. Her er et utdrag som gjør at vi forstår hvorfor:
Now, on another bridge I drew Wasp-sting, a brief and brutal blade that could be lethal in the thight embrace of the shield wall. When men are close as lovers, when their shields are presing on each other, when you smell their breath and see the rot in their teeth and the fleas in their beards, and when there is no room to swing a war axe or a long-sword, then Wap-sting could stab up from beneath. She was a gut-piercing sword, a horror.
And that was a horror-slaughter on a winter´s day. The Danes had seen our piled kindling and assumed there was nothing but reeds smokng damply on the bridge, yet beneath the reeds Osferth had stacked roof timbers and when the leading Danes tried to kick the reeds off the bridge´s roadway they kicked those heavy timbers instead and stumbled.
“Damn mist! It gets in your eyes so you can´t see no more than a few strides ahead. It gets in your ears so you can´t here nothing, and when you do you can´t tell where it is coming from. It gets up your nose so you can´t smell naught but wet´n damp.
