[Cause]

The molly shirt bombshells? Or is there another one?

[Tattersail_]

I received my copy today. I have been told to read it through and leave a review.

I wish, sorry Abyss, it was a daydream.

[Tiste Simeon]

Wait are you serious?

[Tattersail_]

I'm not sending you a picture. I am not being serious. Honest Abyss, don't listen to them.

[Cause]

Longing, rusted, furnace, daybreak, seventeen, benign, nine, homecoming, one, freight car

Book report soldat

[Vengeance]

Abyss, on 20 January 2020 - 03:46 PM, said:

amphibian, on 16 January 2020 - 09:55 PM, said:

I'm a bit worried about Peace Talks bc the Goodman Grey story was awful in terms of writing and general story line. I'm not going to read the preview bc it'd be an incomplete chunk that leads to needless speculation for me.

Haven't read it yet. Butcher's short stories have always been a bit inconsistent for me. On the balance most are at least 'good' (the Murphy-led JLC story, the Bigfoot stories), some are great ('EVEN HAND', bcs MARCONE!, the most recent Molly story), and some are 'meh' (every. single. time. werewolf girl was abducted).

I'm sure i will read it sooner or later but i tend not to prioritize. That said, i'm reasonably sure that last Molly story contained developments that will come up in PEACE TALKS, while i doubt the Goodman Grey short will.

Bachelor King, on 16 January 2020 - 10:04 PM, said:

I never read excerpts

Yeah. Me neither.

flea, on 18 January 2020 - 07:46 PM, said:

Still no reliable release date?

Meanwhile, it's been so long that I feel the need for a re-read. From what book would you recommend?

Someone upthread suggested a selective reread of just their favorite books.
Otherwise, i dunno, maybe just the last 2-3.

Vengeance, on 20 January 2020 - 01:45 AM, said:

Abyss, on 17 January 2020 - 05:10 PM, said:

Vengeance, on 17 January 2020 - 04:58 PM, said:

I read the entire article and didn't see an excepts. So I think that I am ok. It was just a really really well written article that was captivating.

It was at the bottom of the article after an ad or two. You should read it, if only for the part where Harry takes out a dragon with liquid cheeze and a toilet brush.

I read all the way down. Just a interesting take on personal hygiene.

I checked. It's still there.

Waiting.

Anyone could just clicky on the linky and go read it.

See...? This link right here. RiiiiiIIIIIiiiiiight HERE .

Not that you have to. Nuh-uh. Not at all. Nothing to see there.

It's really just a short little excerpt. Not even a chapter. Harry says some stuff. Someone else says some stuff. Stuff happens.
Meh. NBD.

Not worth your time, really.

This is the third time I have read a chore list. Nothing about Harry or Mouse or anyone. Stop Torturing me.

[Abyss]

Vengeance, on 23 January 2020 - 04:20 AM, said:

...

This is the third time I have read a chore list. Nothing about Harry or Mouse or anyone. Stop Torturing me.

Fair enough.

It's not like i would cutpaste it right here under spoiler blocks or anything.....

Right here.


One leeetle cleeeeky away.


On this very page.

Nah, this is totally a recipe for, oh, i dunno, corn bread. Yeah.

SPOILERS

for a really good corn bread recipe and no

DRESDEN FILES

PEACE TALKS

SPOILERS

at all....

Spoiler

Excerpt from Peace Talks, by Jim Butcher


And that was when every hair on my neck suddenly rose and stood on end, all the way down to my heels. Gooseflesh erupted over my entire body at once, and a primal, primeval wave of utter terror flickered through my lizard brain, utterly dislodging every rational thought in my head.

For a wizard, that’s . . . less than ideal. Control of our own thoughts and emotions is vital. Otherwise, all kinds of horrible things can happen. The first lesson every practitioner learns is how to quiet and focus his or her mind. And in the face of that mindless fear, I ran to that first lesson, allowing emotions to slough away, seeking calm, patience, balance.

I didn’t get any of those. But it was enough to let me shove the terror back and to start processing some degree of rational thought.

That hadn’t been the result of some random eddy of energy. Terror that focused was nothing less than a psychic disruption, a mental attack, the psychic equivalent of an ear-piercing shriek, loud enough to burst eardrums—and whatever had done it wasn’t even in sight yet.

In the sleeping city around me, hundreds or thousands of people had just been seized in the talons of nightmares of pursuit and mindless fear. Those who were awake and didn’t know what they were dealing with would interpret it as a brief, frightening hallucination or a migraine or simply a dizzy spell.

The old man had recovered faster than me, and by the time I’d cleared my head, he was already staring out at the night, his jaw set.

“Is that what I think it is?” I asked him, my voice shaking.

“Outsiders,” he confirmed grimly. “Someone just whistled them in.”

“Super,” I said. “Just once, I’d like to be wrong about these things.”

The old man snorted. “Now, if you were an Outsider, what would you be doing in Chicago the night before a big peace conference?”

The question was almost meaningless. Outsiders were creatures from beyond the borders of reality, from outside of our universe. They weren’t human. They weren’t anything close to human. They were hideous, and they were dangerous, and they . . . were just too alien to be understood. There are Outsiders who want to eat your face off, and then there are the rest of them, who don’t go in for that kind of namby-pamby cuddly stuff.

Demons they might be. But demons summoned by mortals, the only way for them to get into our reality. They always have a mortal purpose, if not always a rational one.

“Trying to interfere with it in some way,” I suggested. “If a senior member of the Council was torn apart by monsters, it would tend to tilt blame toward the Fomor.”

“Definitely a poor way to begin negotiations,” Ebenezar agreed. “And I don’t think that we—”

He suddenly froze and stared.

I followed his gaze.

In a corner of the alley, where one of the building’s cornices formed a shadowy alcove, blue lines of light had appeared at the intersection of the ground and the two walls.

“Oh, Hell’s Bells,” I breathed. “Is that what I think it is?”

“Belike,” growled the old man, his eyes shifting around. “How well do you know this block?”

“It’s Chicago,” I said.

“Good. We need a place without people or much that can catch fire.”

I eyed him and said, “It’s Chicago.”

The light in the corner shifted weirdly, warped, spun into curlicues and spirals that should only have existed in Escher drawings. The stone of the building twisted and stretched, and then rock rippled and bubbled like pancake batter, and something started hauling itself out of the surface of the stone at the intersection of the three lines of light. My chest suddenly vibrated as if I’d been standing in a pool in front of an outflow pipe, and a surge of nausea nearly knocked me down.

The thing that slithered into our world was the size of a horse, but lower, longer, and leaner. It was canine in shape, generally—a quadruped, the legs more or less right, and everything else subtly wrong. A row of short, powerful-looking tentacles ran along its flanks. A longer, thicker tentacle lashed like a whip where its tail should have been. The feet were spread out, wide, for grasping, kind of like an eagle’s talons, and where its head should have been was nothing but a thick nest of more of the tendrils. It had something like scales made of mucus, rather than fur, and flesh squelched on flesh.

“Cornerhound,” Ebenezar said, his voice purely disgusted. “Damned things.”

The old man looked weary and obdurate, like a stone that had been resisting the sea since the last ice age. His expression was annoyed.

But then I noticed one of the more terrifying sights I’d seen in my life.

Ebenezar McCoy’s hands were unsteady.

The end of his staff quivered as they trembled.

My mentor, my teacher, the most feared wizard on the planet, was frightened.

He stepped between the hound and me and lifted his left hand as the thing stood there for a second, dripping slime onto the ground beneath it and seething. Dozens of little mouths lined with serrated teeth opened along its flanks, gasping at the thick summer air as though it was something that the creature found only partially breathable.

Then the cornerhound crouched, its body turning toward us with serpentine fluidity. The cluster of tentacles around its head began to quiver and undulate in weird unison, the motion becoming more and more energetic, and a weird moaning sound erupted from the creature, descending swiftly down the scale of audible sound until the tentacles all undulated together in a single quivering movement, and suddenly flew forward at the same instant, with a sound so deep I could feel it more than hear it.

The old man lifted his hand with a single sharp word, and a wall of pure arcane power blazed into light between us…

[Slow Ben]

I've read it twice, it was great both times.

Like a quick little fix.......that makes it worse.

[End of Disc One]

Expect some interesting news tomorrow

[Aptorian]

Oh god Jim Butcher got Corona and Peace Talks are delayed!

[Cause]

Aptorian, on 23 March 2020 - 06:15 PM, said:

Oh god Jim Butcher got Corona and Peace Talks are delayed!

This is the only celebrity I care about so far, why would it delay peace talks though? The book is finished? Its jsut the publisher now? If anything we need this book right now

[End of Disc One]

I'll just say it's not bad news and leave it at that

[Tattersail_]

Its tomorrow. Hello?

[End of Disc One]

Trailer for Peace Talks at 10:30 EST today. The news should be announced then.

https://www.jim-butc...emiere-tomorrow

[Cyphon]

Trailer!?

[End of Disc One]

https://io9.gizmodo....esde-1842415798

[QuickTidal]

Dooooooooooope!

Also, was that guy a perfect Dresden or what?

[TheRetiredBridgeburner]

Whoah whoah whoah.... two books this year???

[QuickTidal]

TheRetiredBridgeburner, on 24 March 2020 - 02:59 PM, said:

Whoah whoah whoah.... two books this year???

I just caught that...

HOLY SHIT!

Jim was probably like "You know what? They waited a while for PEACE TALKS....let's give em two!"

BATTLE GROUND

What a glorious man!

Where is Abyss...he's going to shit himself.

[Aptorian]

I too am confused. Two books? Unless he's already got another book lined up for 2021 why not string out the releases?

I wonder if the book just got too big and they decided to cut it in half? I bet peace talks ends on a massive cliffhanger.

This post has been edited by Aptorian: 24 March 2020 - 03:12 PM