Did you want to keep reading? This is the sine qua non of writing. Nothing matters if you don’t want to keep reading. So, in the case of Rebecca Warner’s Journey of Souls, did I want?
A figment of a million little girl’s imaginations. Here we see why Ken gets treated like some kind of accessory in Barbie Land, because he is, quite literally, an accessory in all those play-times, in all those minds of all those little girls. Maleness won’t become interesting to them for a for a few years yet, so who has any use for boy dolls? Ken is a cardboard cutout for the photo-shoot, to be tossed in the back of the closet when he’s no longer useful. Ken does not start the movie representing men, he starts out as an object of indifference by generations of girls dreaming about bigger things. Girl things. Woman things. Barbie things.
Jehan put his hand to his forehead. Yes, those bells were contributing to the painful ringing that clouded his mind. It filled him with rage.
The story gives off “hard-boiled detective” vibes: that cynical, dark, roller-coaster ride through the underbelly of a city, with sudden flashes of bright colours, like the neon signs lighting up the Vegas strip.
In the late Cretaceous a tiny bit of the Earth’s surface is sucked through a wormhole to another planet—a planet capable of sustaining terrestrial life.
He turned from the valley and made his way toward the trees. The tip of his large sword slipped down, beneath the plate armour attached to the outside of his pack, nearly scraping on the ground. The sloping plain lead him to the trees, making the valley behind appear like a great scar carved out of a rolling hill on its way to the mountains.
He knew scars.
But this is the age of The Troubles in Ireland, a dangerous time when the IRA has taken to kidnapping people for ransom in order to fund their campaign against England, and its Loyalist supporters. And it is in this context that Fionn is kidnapped.
You get to see dick and quim.
You won’t find a single page containing a car chase or epic battle, just what might have been had Arthur Miller written a play called “Death of a Con-man.”
They also shoot people who are very ill, or happen to break a leg. What the hell?