Just finished this one. It's a little different than other books I've read about the horrors of the concentration camps, as it includes a love story between two prisoners, and their resilience to stay alive and marry one day.
Wrapped this up today. Took me over three months to read but I didn’t have any all-day reading sessions, just a bit every day. Great series, very creative. Highly recommended to any fantasy fan.
First of a series, next is The Last of the Mohicans, then The Pathfinder, The Pioneers, and The Prarie (if I ever get around to those last 3)
I quite liked it. Thus endeth my review. eta: I get your thoughts on the first part. Reminded me a bit of reading Don Quixote: "we get it, Sancho is dumb but smart and vice/versa with the protagonist. Let's go on another adventure that's the same as the last 5" Great writing and translation, though.
Got timed-out on my edit: the Edith Grossman translation of Don Quixote is a very worthwhile read. Maybe not quite all of it though.
Just finished these two books. The best part of the Indianapolis was the middle portion of the book, which was the gripping survival story leading up to the rescue of the survivors. It was a horrifying tale to say the least, and one of the best I've ever read. The first section is all about the logistics of the war and the last section is all about the blame game, deceit, mistakes made, finger pointing, and politics. Out of the two books I liked the survival story part best in the Indianapolis book, but the rest was a slow read for me. The first hand account of 8 months in the Malaysian jungle was a great story, full of really interesting stories about the natives and others that helped them survive, and aided them on their journey. It's the perfect mix of danger, heroism, history, culture, humor, jungle life, pain and suffering, willpower, and friendship among strangers. It kept my interest the whole time.
Rereading some of the SF novels of Jack McDevitt. Started with Ancient Shores and am now in the middle of the sequel, Thunderbird. Considering reading Ursula K. Le Guin's The Left Hand of Darkness again, which won both the Hugo and Nebula awards for best novel in 1970 (which was when I last read it). Highly recommended. I have a habit of keeping novels and histories I really enjoyed, thinking I might like to read them again sometime, and I sometimes do. The Left Hand of Darkness has been sitting on a bookshelf for 55 years, making the trip from Houston to Austin in 1980. It's worth the wait.
