When I started the contest, I really didn't expect there to be so much drama involved.
Not only is this shot very well composed, but her expression here is priceless. It's halfway between "Alas!" and "Whatev."
Captain Joe, suspiciously without pants in this photo, includes the following caption:
"Why?" begs Captain Joe of the blood-red sky. "Take me too!"
"No," replied the Sky.
"But NOTW is too powerful for this world, too awesome - it hurts us."
"You have a pointy chin, Captain Joe, and I find your beard lacking."
Overcome with anguish and poor dialogue, Captain Joe despairs of ever finding true happiness again.
Or emanating what can only be considered a holy light.
Here we have holy light AND drama. A word of advice, if you ever see a glowing book outside your window at night. Don't follow it into the woods. I don't think that's safe at all.
Some pictures told stories. Bizarre stories. Captions are theirs, not mine.
"Enough of your bitch-bitch about carry three rocket *and* book. Everybody carry book. Everybody look for Chandrian. We find them - you be glad you have three rocket."
Before the gentle caress of Rothfuss, this poor soul was lost in self doubt, alcoholism and perhaps mental retardation....
After the gentle caress of Rothfuss, this man has become a success. He is now prepared for the trials and tribulations of everyday nerdom.
A lot of people obviously feel that the book will protect them from harm.
I'm guessing it would stop a sword thrust, now that I'm thinking of it.
Best. Fort. Ever. You'll totally be safe there. At least until one of the Borders staff shows up, bitches you out, and makes you put them back on the shelf....
When I first saw this picture, I really didn't know what to think. Vague threat? Dada art? My editor telling me that I needed to quit blogging and get to work on book two?
Then I realized it was a two-parter meant to demonstrate yet another way that The Name of the Wind can improve your lifestyle. I'm going to give this guy an honorable mention prize if for no other reason than he put my book in his pants.
However, the book is not merely a protective device. Apparently, it's a bit of an ass kicker too.
While I don't condone this sort of violence, I'm willing to bet that those peeps had it coming.
More often than not, my book seemed to get into fights with other books, rather than with sugary confections.
The release of the paperback edition of The Name of the Wind sparked a literary war - the Last Great Literary War. It scoured libraries, bookstores, and personal book collections alike. We lost - everyone lost - the world burned. No one saw the sheer awesomeness of a mass-market edition coming. In the end, there could be only one...
A lot of photos set up an antagonistic relationship between The Name of the Wind and another more firmly established fantasy series.
Others were more passive aggressive.
But this one was my favorite. Runner-up, mostly because of the caption.
Lute-Playing, Wind-Naming, Dragon-Slayer: 7On a side note, if I can't hack it as an author, I think I might try to be a trauma librarian next. That's a job I think I'd enjoy....
Boy Wizard With Angst Issues: 0
Really, he never stood a chance.
Notice: No books were harmed in the taking of this photograph. Except for HP2, which had to be emergency rolly-carted out of the area. Trauma Librarians expect a full recovery.
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And the winner.
Undoubtedly this is the goriest book battle ever. It is fair to point out that this was more a battle royal, as opposed to The Name of the Wind taking on all comers. Honestly, I'm just glad that Mists of Avalon took out Dark Tower early on. If not for that, I don't think I would have had much of a chance.
Two categories left. My two favorite categories: "Most Sexy" and "Best Cosplay."
posted by Pat at 12:47 AM