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And, to top off the last few days, guess who was no call/no show? Yup. Last time he was just really, really late. This week, he has apparrently decided to forego working alltogether. The good news is that they have supposedly hired not one, but two newbies to work thrid shift. Assuming all works out, that means four ten-hour shifts and (hopefully) dependable people. Granted, I have to train them, but I don't mind as long as they get R. off my shift. I'm sure S. hates me calling her in the middle of the night as much as I hate to do it.

Arrgh. Anywho, I got DW in Wednesday by UPS, so guess what I did, or didn't do yesterday? Got home, unwrapped my most precious, and proceeded to read it cover to cover. Took a little over 4 hours, but I finished it. Granted, I didn't soak up every detail, but that's normal. See, usually the first time I read a book I read it straight through, as fast as my mind will comprehend the words. It's fun, because I get the gist of the plot, and the emotion and pace of the book aren't broken. When I read it again, I take longer to read it critically. Strange process, but it works for me. And with a series this broad, there are a lot of little things that take on a much bigger meaning. Not to mention that most of the books, especially the hardcovers, have several main characters and as many or more subplots going on. And even with all the lovely violence and gratituitous deaths, it's really easy to get confused.

Hmmm. So as not to give away anything that will make my very amazingly tolerant roomie come after me with a sharp kitchen knife ala Psycho, I will cut the rest of this entry. Read at your own risk, but chances are that most people that read it won't a) know or b) care about what happens.

God, this book has so many subplots running through it that even I found myself occasionally suffering from vertigo. Not that that was a necesarily bad thing. Was interesting, not to mention refreshing, to read a book that didn't revolve around one central character.
Speaking of central characters, if you hadn't already gotten it before, this book repeatedly hammers home the idea that Jacen is going to be extremely important to the outcome of the series. If I were him, I would be a little wary when everyone and their dog told me I had a special destiny. Gah. I almost liked him better when he was being tortured. Not that he's grown much of a spine, but, he's loose on the galaxy, for God's sake.
Going on to other plot points, I thought the interaction between Luke and Vergere was interesting. At least, it would have been if it weren't the same conversation Vergere had with Jacen two or three times in the previous book. Granted, she doesn't torture Luke into it, but the idea is beginning to suffer from overuse. Luckily, the author caves to popular opinion and the goose is quite literally cooked. Unluckily, she doesn't let something so trite as the end of corporeal existence stop her from latching onto Jacen. And unlike Yoda and Ben, her spirit is as annoying as ever. The only good thing she does is make Luke change his mind. That leads to a very funny scene with him and Kyp.
On to the main plot, which doesn't really happen until the last third of the book. As if you didn't get it the first few times, another main hammer is that this is the cahnging point. And is it ever.

Hee hee. I think I'll leave off here and look busy for my boss. More later.

...A chill suddenly seized him, flooding his nerves with cold fire.

"I name you Sword of the Jedi," he said. "You are like tempered steel, purposeful and razor-keen. Always you shall be in the front rank, a burning brand to your enemies, a brilliant fire to your friends. Yours is a restless life, and never shall you know peace, though you shall be blessed for the peace that you bring to others. Take comfort in that fact, though you stand tall and alone, others take shelter in the shadow that you cast."

Luke fell silent, and for a long horrified moment he stared into that wide-eyed face.

He hadn't meant to say that. He hadn't meant to say anything like it. Yet the words had poured forth from him like the ringing sound of a giant bell, a bell that was being tolled, not by Luke, but by someone else.

Okay, anyone else slightly creeped out by that?


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Oct. 3rd, 2002 03:54 pm (UTC)
*Laugh* I'll read it once I read the book. =)

No knife? Not even a little one? But you promised!
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