tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3538502828554372917.post1388551810608586297..comments2024-03-28T07:57:49.338+00:00Comments on Poul Anderson Appreciation: Thunder, Lightning And RainKetlanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08588156788583883454noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3538502828554372917.post-8800539588228149702016-08-24T16:56:25.225+01:002016-08-24T16:56:25.225+01:00Hi, David!
A very Andersonian seeming quote, I ag...Hi, David!<br /><br />A very Andersonian seeming quote, I agree! And, who knows, PA may have read Leslie Barringer.<br /><br />SeanSean M. Brookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13973738112230622557noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3538502828554372917.post-43446062274290272462016-08-24T16:03:37.755+01:002016-08-24T16:03:37.755+01:00Paul:
I was particularly interested in the line ab...Paul:<br />I was particularly interested in the line about the air being "sad with autumn," which seemed to me a good case of pathetic fallacy as Anderson used it. The author's name was Leslie Barringer; this book, *Joris of the Rock*, was second in a trilogy, the "Neustria Cycle."<br /><br />Anderson may have read this; I know Andre Norton and L. Sprague de Camp did.David Birrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08973889429164886381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3538502828554372917.post-84595820253534311002016-08-24T15:12:13.533+01:002016-08-24T15:12:13.533+01:00David,
I would have guessed that it was written by...David,<br />I would have guessed that it was written by Anderson.<br />Paul.Paul Shackleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04180596532266581425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3538502828554372917.post-90492646950078724982016-08-24T13:19:28.380+01:002016-08-24T13:19:28.380+01:00Paul and Sean:
Related to the recurring topic of A...Paul and Sean:<br />Related to the recurring topic of Anderson's work engaging multiple senses, I'm currently reading a Low Fantasy (virtually no magic, but in a Europe with some of the history and nations changed) published in 1928, and one of the passages struck me as an example of that quality of description:<br />"Joris and his party sat near the shelters on a grassy ledge above the darkling stream; across the water rose a short steep of heather, crowned by a group of firs that cut black ragged shapes out of the fading rose and yellow of a wide clear afterglow. Only the zenith was blue enough show a first few stars; eastward was high still cloud, and the gold blur of the mounting moon. The air, although not yet chill, was sad with autumn; the heavy scent of heather warred with the fragrance of burning pine logs and the odours of roasted grouse and venison. A faint breeze stirred above the camp, for the smoke of the two fires rose straightly for a space and then was slanted away toward the east; and owls called to each other amid the nearer woods."David Birrhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08973889429164886381noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3538502828554372917.post-36350929088970065992016-08-23T08:57:24.681+01:002016-08-23T08:57:24.681+01:00Kaor, Paul!
And Tobias Frogmorton might be analog...Kaor, Paul!<br /><br />And Tobias Frogmorton might be analogous to Merlin! And the magic, dwarf forged sword he recommended to the Matucheks reminded me of the Arthurian Sword in the Stone. Or the swords of Roland and Holger Carlsen.<br /><br />SeanSean M. Brookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13973738112230622557noreply@blogger.com