#depth of winter

[de-la-bibliotheque]

“Au milieu de l'hiver, j'apprenais enfin qu'il y avait en moi un été invincible.”  “In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”

Albert Camus

[captaingondolin]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Thrawn Series - Timothy Zahn (2017) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Eli Vanto Characters: Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Eli Vanto Additional Tags: Canadian Shack, but like in space, Huddling For Warmth, Hurt/Comfort, Mutual Pining, Sharing a Bed, First Time, Canon-Typical Violence, Wilderness Survival, First Kiss, Eli saves the day, Competence Kink, bridal carry, Blanket Fic, Only One Bed, Podfic, Podfic Length: 1-1.5 Hours, Audio Format: MP3, Audio Format: Streaming Summary:

Stranded after a shuttle crash on a harsh, wintery planet, Thrawn and Eli must make it back to civilization. But even after they survive the cold, they'll have to reckon with the treachery that landed them there in the first place. -- "Now, back to the issue at hand, which was that Thrawn was sleeping next to him, practically on top of him. And Eli was, he suddenly realized, mostly undressed. Which he had definitely not done himself. Godsdamnit, he swore to himself. It was fine. Just every fantasy he’d ever had over the past two years coming true all at once in the most idiotic way possible."

[alma37]

Depth of Winter

I read the last Craig Johnson, Depth of Winter, and tbh, I was really disappointed. Not that the book is bad, it is rather good actually, but there’s barely any Vic and none of Henry. Almost no humour. And, even if the book was well written, it is no Hell is Empty... Come to think of it, I was rather bored, actually. The only redeeming quality of the book is that there is THE scene I had hoped. I won’t get into details, for obvious reasons (spoilers!!), but at least I was excited for a page and a half. I mean : really excited, jumping on the coach excited!!!... But, you can agree that, for a 300+ pages book, it is quite... short...

[seanpatricklittlewriter]

Book Review: DEPTH OF WINTER, by Craig Johnson

They build 'em different in Wyoming. For the last decade and change, Craig Johnson has been constructing a modern day superhero in his lead character, Walt Longmire. Part philosopher, part throwback to the old cowboy heroes, and part Timex watch, ol' Walt takes a lickin' and keeps on tickin' while tossing out the occasional one-liner and playing fast and loose with the number of times a square-jawed ex-Marine on the verge of qualifying for a AARP card can take a punch. In his newest romp, DEPTH OF WINTER, Walt has left the familiar and relatively safe confines of Absaroka County, Wyoming, to head south of the border to rescue his daughter, Cady, from the hands of the nigh-unkillable cartel head, Tomas Bidarte. Walt and Bidarte had tangled in previous books, but Tomas has crossed and uncrossable line by going after Cady, and it's time for the wily sheriff to finish the war. Walt crosses the border and goes after a well-armed cartel with little more than an Ambrose Bierce biography in his pocket, hooking up with a collection of roughnecks and oddballs worthy of Absaroka County to aid him in his fight. However, waltzing into the middle of the Chihuahuan desert and saving Cady ain't gonna be easy. But, as Longmire's very name would suggest: It never is. I've been following Johnson's novels since 2007. THE COLD DISH, the first one, came out in 2004. I've enjoyed all his books. Even the worst Longmire novel is better than many writers' best novel. Every year, I look forward to another tale of Walt's exploits. As usual, Craig delivers the goods. This go-round is a high-octane, long-odds, search-and-rescue adventure with literary nods to the aforementioned Bierce, Hemingway, and Miguel de Cervantes. Like Cervantes' most famous character, Longmire finds himself tilting at windmills and trying to retain some semblance of chivalry in a lawless land against lawless people. At times, his good nature and unwillingness to pull a trigger on men who truly deserve to die gets frustrating in that same way that you want to yell at Donald Pleasence for revealing his world domination plans to James Bond before setting the death trap in motion and leaving the room--JUST KILL 'EM ALREADY, WALT!--but, it's that goodness and unwillingness to kill that makes Walt who he is, and makes us keep rooting for him. Never change, Sheriff. Never change. Every year, I run out and get the newest Longmire book as soon as it's released. It's one of the few books that I will actually purchase as a hardcover (because I'm cheap). Every year, I tear through it as quickly as I can because I want to know what torture the poor sheriff is going to have to endure. And every year, when the adventure is done, I feel sad because I have to wait a full year for another trip with ol' Walt. DEPTH OF WINTER, while taking place in the relentless heat of a Mexican desert, delivers on the chills. I'd like to think that I'd have the fortitude to walk smiling into a compound of men who think nothing of peeling off someone's face and stitching the skin-mask to a soccer ball, and come out on the other side, but let's be honest: I'll leave a restaurant if I have to wait for a table. I don't do adversity. I guess that's why I have such admiration for Walt Longmire. He does nothing but adversity. They build 'em different in Wyoming.

[regurgitated-philosophy-blog]

In the depth of winter I found that within me lies an invincible summer.

Albert Camus

[elliebelfiglio]

"THE LIBERATION"

“THE LIBERATION”

I have ached as a quivering branch in the depth of winter! Layers upon layers of ice encase me in their coffin. Sealed with ageless desolation in a frozen wasteland! Stripped raw and suspended in mid-gasp! And in these final spasm of life, Reality peeks out from eternity… Its abyss erupts in the space of my eyes; As the mushroom blooms in the sky for infinite instant! And existence is glimpsed in…

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[elliebelfiglio]

"THE LIBERATION"

“THE LIBERATION”

I have ached as a quivering branch in the depth of winter

Layers and layers of ice encase me in their coffin

sealed with ageless desolation in a frozen wastland

Stripped raw and suspended in mid- gasp

And in these final spasm of life

Reality peeks out from eternity

Its abyss erupts in the space of my eyes

As the mushroom blooms in the sky for infinite instant

And existence is glimpsed in its…

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[booksinperfectrows]

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.

Albert Camus