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sockpuppets favored by the stanek on goodreads typically feature avatars of scantily clad female persons. that means jaime L., mya stone, and jax, at the least, are the board stanek contingent.

There's also Slyfinger, but I haven't seen him around for a while.

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sockpuppets favored by the stanek on goodreads typically feature avatars of scantily clad female persons. that means jaime L., mya stone, and jax, at the least, are the board stanek contingent.

:lol:

That's the nicest thing I think solo has ever said about me...

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Me too, I mean how much worse can he be than Goodkind?

Well, the first paragraph:

Sunrise loomed across the horizon, pale as jasmine, and mostly obscured by dark, feral clouds. The early morning air held an unusual chill and Adrina gathered her shawl more closely as she stepped onto the catwalk atop the wall. A stout breeze blew long strands of hair across her face. The hair, black as the receding night, flowed to her waist and while it was normally braided and folded over her left shoulder, it wasn't now.

There are some curious word choices in there (feral clouds, catwalk), confused imagery (jasmine sunrise - except that it's obscured, hair black as the receding night - except that it's a jasmine sunrise), and excessive words (if the hair flows to her waist, don't tell us it's long). But it's only at the end we get into Eye of Argon territory (while .... it wasn't now).

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Well, the first paragraph:

Sunrise loomed across the horizon, pale as jasmine, and mostly obscured by dark, feral clouds. The early morning air held an unusual chill and Adrina gathered her shawl more closely as she stepped onto the catwalk atop the wall. A stout breeze blew long strands of hair across her face. The hair, black as the receding night, flowed to her waist and while it was normally braided and folded over her left shoulder, it wasn't now.

There are some curious word choices in there (feral clouds, catwalk), confused imagery (jasmine sunrise - except that it's obscured, hair black as the receding night - except that it's a jasmine sunrise), and excessive words (if the hair flows to her waist, don't tell us it's long). But it's only at the end we get into Eye of Argon territory (while .... it wasn't now).

It may read badly but it actually sounds great if you have the narrator from his trailers voice in your head :) That voice is inextricably linked to Stanek's prose now. Was the trailer guy the one who does the audiobooks? If so it'd be worth it for shits and giggles.

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Another sample from the same chapter:

Vilmos briefly, but closely, studied his mother's features as he did each morning. Offset by a touch of gray, dark black hair the color of a starless night sky fell to her waist. Her face, ripened with age in a pleasant way, was deep-set with eyes of hazel that seemed always to be calling out. This morning they said Hurry along or you'll be late.

Oh dear.

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Apart from the grey bits, of course.

And is anyone else slightly weirded out by the kid closely (but briefly!) studying his mother's face every morning? Who does that?? Unless she's an abusive parent, of course, where he'd have to look for clues as to what mood she's in right now, but then those articulate eyes make such precautions unnecessary.

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From chapter two:

Queen Mother herself was outfitted in a flowing white robe. It too was without adornment, designed to hold no distractions. It dangled several feet beneath her crossed legs and levitated form. Her arms were also crossed. Her eyes, appropriately closed. Her head, level and directed towards the closed door. Her thoughts dwelled solely on cleansing meditation.

There is a whiff of The Eye of Argon about this.

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