@eivind They opened up here for reservations back in March, six months before the library edition was released. I was signed up for notification and happened to see it arrive in real time so I nabbed a top spot in the queue. The library app says 9 people are currently in the queue for my copy, so I will make sure not to dilly-dally. I hope you get a copy too soon

@WiteWulf I am not into films or TV, so I'll stick with the books. Glad to hear the TV adaptation is good for those who fancy it.

@Nickiquote

@sierrakim I am not finished, only halfway through, but I think I can safely recommend it already

@d_a_n_a I'm halfway through and fully enjoying it. I hope you enjoy it, when you get to it.

@Katerclochard Det er jeg også. Og det går.

@akamran Yes, agreed - it's a fine observation

@sdarlington Sounds about right to me

@WiteWulf @Nickiquote I only discovered Mandel earlier this year and immediately binge-read what I could. Am halfway through the new one - it's brill so far. I hope you enjoy it too, when you get to it.

@ehproque I am half-way through, loving it, engrossed.

“I think if you live long enough, you become a migrant from another timeline. There’s the world you learn to navigate as you enter adulthood, and then that world slips away from you by degrees, and after a while there’s nothing left of it, but you’re still here.”

Exit Party. Emily St. John Mandel.

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@jkcheney Gorgeous handiwork. Gorgeous colours too.

@tanyakaroli Curious. That's it, that's the word. It was a most curious experience. A peculiar sequence of tiny events.

@wannabemystiker

@benjaminlj Oh no, maybe it is my story now, because I didn't just leave it where I found it, but took it home and retold it.

I had to look up 'roll for initiative' and it seems to mean 'let the battle begin', so now I'm even more slightly unnerved, thank you. I'll never beat that hare - it was kangaroo-beefy.

@wannabemystiker The reason I walked through the graveyard was because it was a shortcut during a detour from another route. I took the detour to drop by a place where I was picking up some candles. Perhaps I should sing some incantation when I light them to see what I can ward off. Or conjure up.

@wannabemystiker I can't decide if it was an interesting or unnerving sequence of events. I amn't sure if I've been blessed or cursed.

I feel like I just walked through someone else’s short story.

After the birds left me and the hare left me, I left the graveyard. When I turned the corner of the path through the trees that leads to the side gate, I passed a bench. A man was sitting on it. He was staring at the ground, playing the tin whistle.

Farther on, I suddenly felt as if I was being watched. I turned my head and saw a hare so huge that it made it me wonder if kangaroos and hares are related. It was just suddenly there, close by, on a parallel path. It sat utterly still and stared at me so intently that I wondered if Granny Weatherwax was in there. When I walked on, it walked on. When I stopped, it stopped and stared at me. When I walked on again, it walked on again. Then suddenly, from one gravestone to the next, it vanished.

Farther on, a glint of something caught my eye. A gold mushroom, glowing, even though there was no sunlight. It looked unreal. Or surreal.

Farther on, one of the Autumn leaves in the woods waved at me and turned out to be Humpty Dumpty on a stone.

I took a shortcut through a graveyard this afternoon. Two beautiful birds I’ve never seen in the open before started darting just over my head. Eurasian jays, the acorn-burying birds credited with spreading oak trees after the ice age. Whenever I stopped to look straight up at them, they flitted quicker than swifts into the nearest tree and hid. When I walked on, they darted out and circled me again.