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A review by kcsunshine25
The Voyages of Trueblood Cay by Suanne Laqueur
5.0
Once upon a time a legantos (that means a reader) didn’t like fantasy books. Along came a beautiful especial rakantistos (that means a story teller) and the legantos changed her ways.
My fellow legantos, gather around and listen because this is a story you haven’t heard before but it is one you need to.
It is a tale of ships and tall trees. Of winged centaurs and witches. Stealers of stars and twins who know the way to go morally and geographically. Giants with the bluest jackets. Moonstones and silver rings.
Sit and listen.
The fact that a book character with a pseudonym wrote a book based on beloved book characters had my head spinning. Hi Stef, I see you. And Trueblood, it’s so lovely see you again. Hi twins! Oh and there’s a lark.
I laughed and cried. Godsdammit what is this whore shit, it’s horseshit. And I was in awe of the especial penmanship of the rakantistos.
Listen to tell it. Tell it to learn it. Learn it to teach it.
This book is magic. It’s like a voyage on the Iliad with Sinbad the sailor and some myths and legends thrown in along with biblical references.
It is one of those books that you will want to read again and again and again and at each re-read you will find something new, something a bit more magical.
I highlighted the life out of this book:
"We can't sit around and wait for the world to be made beautiful for us. We must find beauty in a troubled world. We must be the goodness."
"A story asks for little. Really at it wants and needs is a listener."
"It's all making love to me. All of it. If we lie down and go to sleep, it'll feel like making love. If we stand here and stare at each other all night, it;s making love."
"If you throw a rock at my head, making love?"
"If you shit on my feet, making love."
"You are my trueblood...And I love nothing the way I love you."
My fellow legantos, gather around and listen because this is a story you haven’t heard before but it is one you need to.
It is a tale of ships and tall trees. Of winged centaurs and witches. Stealers of stars and twins who know the way to go morally and geographically. Giants with the bluest jackets. Moonstones and silver rings.
Sit and listen.
The fact that a book character with a pseudonym wrote a book based on beloved book characters had my head spinning. Hi Stef, I see you. And Trueblood, it’s so lovely see you again. Hi twins! Oh and there’s a lark.
I laughed and cried. Godsdammit what is this whore shit, it’s horseshit. And I was in awe of the especial penmanship of the rakantistos.
Listen to tell it. Tell it to learn it. Learn it to teach it.
This book is magic. It’s like a voyage on the Iliad with Sinbad the sailor and some myths and legends thrown in along with biblical references.
It is one of those books that you will want to read again and again and again and at each re-read you will find something new, something a bit more magical.
I highlighted the life out of this book:
"We can't sit around and wait for the world to be made beautiful for us. We must find beauty in a troubled world. We must be the goodness."
"A story asks for little. Really at it wants and needs is a listener."
"It's all making love to me. All of it. If we lie down and go to sleep, it'll feel like making love. If we stand here and stare at each other all night, it;s making love."
"If you throw a rock at my head, making love?"
"If you shit on my feet, making love."
"You are my trueblood...And I love nothing the way I love you."