WTF, LJ? Did someone forget to give you your Wheaties this morning?
Not going to bother to post at great length right now, partly because I'm not sure it'll even make it up. If I think of anything I wanted to mention at greater length, I'll post it in comments later.
But I'm also not posting much because this is more of a transition chapter - we've escaped from the Carnival, and now we're tidying things up, having the wizard join the unicorn in her travels, seeing maybe a bit more of her inner development, and setting up the next little adventure bit.
It is interesting though that as big a theme as self-deception is, there seems to be some place deep down that is never deceived. Even as the people never recognize the unicorn for what she is on the surface, they remember her long after, or even end up with altered personalities for the rest of their lives.
Not going to bother to post at great length right now, partly because I'm not sure it'll even make it up. If I think of anything I wanted to mention at greater length, I'll post it in comments later.
But I'm also not posting much because this is more of a transition chapter - we've escaped from the Carnival, and now we're tidying things up, having the wizard join the unicorn in her travels, seeing maybe a bit more of her inner development, and setting up the next little adventure bit.
It is interesting though that as big a theme as self-deception is, there seems to be some place deep down that is never deceived. Even as the people never recognize the unicorn for what she is on the surface, they remember her long after, or even end up with altered personalities for the rest of their lives.
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I'm still loving the language. When introduced to the Mayor, he gurgles and murmurs, and later on with the hat, we get creeks, brooks, and a river when the hat is upended on him. I like this even better: "In the roar of laughter -- varyingly voluntary -- that went up [...]". He does so much with so few words!
A bit of foreshadowing: "Ages after, the unicorn still remembered the strange, chocolate stable smell, and Schmendrick's shadow dancing on walls and doors and chimneys in the leaping light."