Welcome to bookchat where you can talk about anything...books, plays, essays, and audio books. You don’t have to be reading a book to come in, sit down, and chat with us.
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Tonight, I would like you to share the favorite things you remember about some stories. For example, remember when Lymond ran the roofs in Blois?
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The beginning is here in Queen’s Play:
https://books.google.com/books?id=CXeK15fDvlcC&pg=PT234&lpg=PT234&dq=Running+the+roofs+with+Lymond+in+Blois&source=bl&ots=_ZC7qAtEXO&sig=icvreOkC2sh_Nu4eYkVi0_nqoRE&hl=en&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwiQ5sLYmpXbAhUl54MKHajmA70Q6AEIZjAJ#v=onepage&q=Running%20the%20roofs%20with%20Lymond%20in%20Blois&f=false
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Remember when Gandalf faced the Balrog?
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https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/546473-the-balrog-reached-the-bridge-gandalf-stood-in-the-middle
“The Balrog reached the bridge. Gandalf stood in the middle of the span, leaning on the staff in his left hand, but in his other hand Glamdring gleamed, cold and white. His enemy halted again, facing him, and the shadow about it reached out like two vast wings. It raised the whip, and the thongs whined and cracked. Fire came from its nostrils. But Gandalf stood firm.
'You cannot pass,' he said. The orcs stood still, and a dead silence fell. 'I am a servant of the Secret Fire, wielder of the flame of Anor. You cannot pass. The dark fire will not avail you, flame of Udûn. Go back to the Shadow! You cannot pass.'
The Balrog made no answer. The fire in it seemed to die, but the darkness grew. It stepped forward slowly onto the bridge, and suddenly it drew itself up to a great height, and its wings were spread from wall to wall; but still Gandalf could be seen, glimmering in the gloom; he seemed small, and altogether alone: grey and bent, like a wizened tree before the onset of a storm.
From out of the shadow a red sword leaped flaming.
Glamdring glittered white in answer.
There was a ringing clash and a stab of white fire. The Balrog fell back and its sword flew up in molten fragments. The wizard swayed on the bridge, stepped back a pace, and then again stood still.
'You cannot pass!' he said.
With a bound the Balrog leaped full upon the bridge. Its whip whirled and hissed.
'He cannot stand alone!' cried Aragorn suddenly and ran back along the bridge. 'Elendil!' he shouted. 'I am with you, Gandalf!'
'Gondor!' cried Boromir and leaped after him.
At that moment Gandalf lifted his staff, and crying aloud he smote the bridge before him. The staff broke asunder and fell from his hand. A blinding sheet of white flame sprang up. The bridge cracked. Right at the Balrog's feet it broke, and the stone upon which it stood crashed into the gulf, while the rest remained, poised, quivering like a tongue of rock thrust out into emptiness.
With a terrible cry the Balrog fell forward, and its shadow plunged down and vanished. But even as it fell it swung its whip, and the thongs lashed and curled about the wizard's knees, dragging him to the brink. He staggered and fell, grasped vainly at the stone, and slid into the abyss. 'Fly, you fools!' he cried, and was gone.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring
Remember in a Tale of Two Cities when we finally get a glimpse of the man held a prisoner in the Bastille? Remember in Great Expectations when Pip meets up a second time with Magwitch? Remember when the Ghost of Christmas Past shows Scrooge his sister coming for him as he sits lonely at the school?
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These are stories that sit in our hearts long after we have read them. We share this background with many readers. We remember sitting down with Elizabeth as she tells Darcy her sister is lost to all honor. We remember her meeting with the terrible aunt and her defiance. We remember Jo March and her professor meeting under an umbrella in the rain and her honest words that give him hope.
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Remember when Atticus left the courthouse:
“Miss Jean Louise, stand up. Your father's passin'.”
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What is your gripping or favorite “remember when” in a book?
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Diaries of the Week:
WriteOn! The Chartering
HeedlessHeels
https://www.dailykos.com/stories/2018/5/24/1766754/-WriteOn-The-Chartering
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Non-political diary, just a place to share pictures & say thanks
anotherdemocrat
https://www.dailykos.com/stories/2018/5/25/1766912/-Non-political-diary-just-a-place-to-share-pictures-say-thanks#comment_70255298
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Updated: The Full Kos Katalogue!
By Avilyn
https://www.dailykos.com/stories/2017/12/7/1722302/-Updated-The-Full-Kos-Katalogue
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NOTE: Clio2 has a diary up right now that is spectacular!!!
CLASSIC POETRY For Christopher Marlowe's Deathday: The Survival of “Doctor Faustus”
https://www.dailykos.com/stories/2018/5/30/1767510/-CLASSIC-POETRY-For-Christopher-Marlowe-s-Deathday-The-Survival-of-Doctor-Faustus
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NOTE: from DrLori…
Announcing a new chapter in Daily Kos Book Club: Reading "The Name of the Rose" by Umberto Eco.
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The reading will start on June 18, 2018, at 5:00 p.m. Pacific time and last for about ten weeks, give or take.
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An unlikely bestseller when it debuted, "The Name of the Rose" recounts events in a remote monastery surrounding a theological dispute between two branches of the Catholic Church in 14th century Italy, and involves murder, lust, heresy, true love, the Inquisition, humanism, Sherlock Holmes, the search for a lost book and the villain willing to kill for it, the meaning of laughter and the identity of the Antichrist, and the puzzle of a labyrinth in one of the world's greatest libraries. Mixing medieval culture and post-modern semiotics, Umberto Eco pulls off a singular and delicious literary event. Admit it, you've always been curious about what all those Latin passages meant, right? Join us, and find out--