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Drujienna's Harp

Did anyone out there read Drujienna's Harp? It was a very cool, very weird, story. The world was really unlike any other fantasy world. The one weakness in it, from my perspective, was that its tone really zigged and zagged all over the place. In the very beginning, it was very mysterious--a girl and her brother go into a junk shop, look at a glass bottle, and find themselves in another world. Then it gets kind of cutesie for a while, with a cutesie set of characters in the new world. And then it gets steadily more serious, so for the latter, oh, maybe two-thirds of the story, it's just an absorbing story with lots of good themes and adventures. And a cool poem prophecy, which I copied into a special book.

Now, it's practically impossible to find. My hometown library doesn't have it; my sister took it out of the elementary school library, and then I read it too. My current town's library not only doesn't have it, the whole library network it's part of doesn't have it--but I did finally get it out on interlibrary loan several years ago (it came from a couple of states away), and read it to my kids, who loved it. The tall one mapped it. If only I had saved that map, I could have sent it to the author.

One place they pass through in the book is the Shophosian Mists, a place that's always misty. This morning, I felt like I was in the Shophosian Mists. I could see the microdroplets blowing past me. I have my own imagining about a land of perpetual mists--ghosts and memories are alive and wander around in it...but the plot is too weak, falls apart right where it should get to a climax, so I won't be writing up that story anytime soon. Anyway, I'm happy working on the Noon and Midnight Lands.

I'm reading the second volume in the Black Magician Trilogy, by Trudi Canavan. It's called The Novice. Trouble is, when it's lying on the floor in my study, it looks to me like it says The Invoice. I guess I have work on my brain? Finances?

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grayheyes
Sep. 8th, 2006 11:47 pm (UTC)
maybe a copy could be found and purchased online?
asakiyume
Sep. 8th, 2006 11:49 pm (UTC)
My sister did find one online--for like $50. I loved it, but I don't need to have my own copy at that price---I can just interlibrary loan it again...
grayheyes
Sep. 9th, 2006 01:41 am (UTC)
I searched and found one for the high $30's. Chances are if you are still thinking about this book from your childhood you wouldn't mind having it in your library at home even if it was that expensive?
asakiyume
Sep. 9th, 2006 02:24 am (UTC)
That's more like it :-)

I'll think about it. It *would* be nice to have it--then the tall one could get a sense of the geography again, make his map again, and we could send it to the author. Don't you go getting it for me, though, promise? You have to save your pennies for other things.
babydriver
Sep. 9th, 2006 02:07 am (UTC)
That's an expensive book! There's a first edition on Ebay going for 70 bucks. It must be good, if people are willing to seek it out for that kind of money. I wonder if they have it at Flint Public. I need a new book to read, I just finished one (always a fun position in which to be ;).
asakiyume
Sep. 9th, 2006 02:17 am (UTC)
I recommend it--but it's odd--you just have to sail along with the oddness. It will stick with you...
jugduf
Dec. 5th, 2006 05:12 am (UTC)
Ha...sorry about that map. Just today I was sketching a new one from memory, though. Any chance I can get my big ol' hands on it again? If so, I'll finally redo that map. I've been contemplating the idea of "layered" worlds like that one...and Middle Earth.

BTW, while googling the book's name, your journal was, oh, the third hit or so. Craaaaaazy.

And one more thing to note, POOL'S CLOSED.
asakiyume
Dec. 5th, 2006 10:29 am (UTC)
pool's closed for good?!
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