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Apr. 13th, 2010 12:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skygiantsAfter reading the book I posted about yesterday, I felt desperately in need of a comfort read, and you know that pretty much always ends up taking me back to Diana Wynne Jones. And anyway, I have been meaning to reread Deep Secret for ages!
I love Deep Secret ridiculously. Partly that is because of our cast of characters!
RUPERT VENABLES: AKA "The Prat," a rather self-satisfied young computer programmer who dresses very dapper, bitches at his elder brothers a lot, and also happens to be one of the Magids who helps keep the universe on track.
MAREE MALLORY: A vet-in-training and potential Magid with some serious depression issues; very capable of being both glum and angry at once; has a tendency to hold up traffic by getting out of the car and doing witchy dances in the middle of the road.
NICK MALLORY: The most creative and self-absorbed fourteen-year-old you ever saw; also, DWJ's loving homage to Neil Gaiman.
STAN: A ghost jockey.
JANINE: You can tell she's evil because she wears truly hideous designer sweaters.
ANDREW: Rupert's absentminded-inventor neighbor, who may possibly be an integral part of the complex fatelines entangled in the plot, or who may just want to borrow a cup of sugar.
ROB THE CENTAUR: Very pretty. May be a secret heir to the throne of an interdimensional space empire. Likes cheeseburgers.
ASSORTED SFF CON-GOERS: Are generally cheerful and great at cosplay!
And partly that is because of the plot, which looks something like this:
KORYFONIC EMPIRE: We're a corrupt interstellar empire on the verge of dynastic collapse!
STAN THE GHOST JOCKEY: Sorry, Rupert, we'll have to put the space opera on hold, you need to find a wizard apprentice!
DIANA WYNNE JONES: SFF CONVENTIONS ARE LOLARIOUS.
RUPERT: Wait - but - I'm very confused right now. Wait, why are there centaurs? This was supposed to be a space opera! Or a wizard trainee session! Also what the hell I don't need to be buying five million sci-fi novels in the dealer's room, I came here to do serious wizard work.
CONVENTION GOERS: OMG, dude, those are AWESOME centaur costumes.
RUPERT: *facepalm*
THE CLIMAX: Bet you didn't notice me coming, did you! That's because I'm half space opera collision and half total crack.
(CONVENTION GOERS: OMG, dude, those are AWESOME interstellar weapons carriers.)
THE CLIMAX: ANYWAY WHO CARES, the characters went through some development, the love story is very sweet, and SFF CONS ARE LOLARIOUS.
THE READER: . . . . I can't argue with that.
In other words, guys, you totally want to read Deep Secret.
I love Deep Secret ridiculously. Partly that is because of our cast of characters!
RUPERT VENABLES: AKA "The Prat," a rather self-satisfied young computer programmer who dresses very dapper, bitches at his elder brothers a lot, and also happens to be one of the Magids who helps keep the universe on track.
MAREE MALLORY: A vet-in-training and potential Magid with some serious depression issues; very capable of being both glum and angry at once; has a tendency to hold up traffic by getting out of the car and doing witchy dances in the middle of the road.
NICK MALLORY: The most creative and self-absorbed fourteen-year-old you ever saw; also, DWJ's loving homage to Neil Gaiman.
STAN: A ghost jockey.
JANINE: You can tell she's evil because she wears truly hideous designer sweaters.
ANDREW: Rupert's absentminded-inventor neighbor, who may possibly be an integral part of the complex fatelines entangled in the plot, or who may just want to borrow a cup of sugar.
ROB THE CENTAUR: Very pretty. May be a secret heir to the throne of an interdimensional space empire. Likes cheeseburgers.
ASSORTED SFF CON-GOERS: Are generally cheerful and great at cosplay!
And partly that is because of the plot, which looks something like this:
KORYFONIC EMPIRE: We're a corrupt interstellar empire on the verge of dynastic collapse!
STAN THE GHOST JOCKEY: Sorry, Rupert, we'll have to put the space opera on hold, you need to find a wizard apprentice!
DIANA WYNNE JONES: SFF CONVENTIONS ARE LOLARIOUS.
RUPERT: Wait - but - I'm very confused right now. Wait, why are there centaurs? This was supposed to be a space opera! Or a wizard trainee session! Also what the hell I don't need to be buying five million sci-fi novels in the dealer's room, I came here to do serious wizard work.
CONVENTION GOERS: OMG, dude, those are AWESOME centaur costumes.
RUPERT: *facepalm*
THE CLIMAX: Bet you didn't notice me coming, did you! That's because I'm half space opera collision and half total crack.
(CONVENTION GOERS: OMG, dude, those are AWESOME interstellar weapons carriers.)
THE CLIMAX: ANYWAY WHO CARES, the characters went through some development, the love story is very sweet, and SFF CONS ARE LOLARIOUS.
THE READER: . . . . I can't argue with that.
In other words, guys, you totally want to read Deep Secret.
