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But more importantly, why did the author think it was a good idea to be so redundant and boring and dull and repetitive and long-winded and loquacious (did I mention boring?
By mining the rich vein of British myth and tying it to both the Jungian subconscious and the magical influence of an acient living forest he managed to create a fantasy work that was both epic in scope and personal in its resonance. The destruction of the Huxley family has been caused by the creation, out of father Huxley's mind, of Guiwenneth, the mythago of an idealized red-haired Celtic warrior princess who occasionally comes out of the woods. Or, if you want to look at it in a different way, it's the Grail quest motif as a symbol for the generative impulse. We passed over the crest and the earth dipped sharply down, and a subtle change came over the woodland.I've seldomly read a book that is so rich and enthralling in its descriptions and really draws me into the mythical woods , where time flows differently, where your subconscious can conjure up archetypes and these can infringe upon your very real life outside of the forest. Fuck this book, its author, everyone who gave it an award, and whoever thought it was worth republishing. Yep, that’s the guy she purportedly chooses: some weirdo in a bathrobe, creeping around in his dad’s dilapidated cottage reading his dad’s manuscripts.
The unbelievably self-centered a—h—of a protagonist allows his family property to go to pot while he devolves into an unemployed shut-in, obsessed with the forest by his house.Narrada en primera persona a través de Steven Huxley y a través de un lenguaje directo y sencillo, pero sin dejar de lado un aspecto literario cuidado y poético en ocasiones; nos adentramos en la historia poco a poco, conociendo conceptos y descubrimientos de primera mano, pero sin establecerse tales como verdades absolutas, sino más bien ideas simples bastante incompletas que podemos ir teorizando a lo largo de la novela. Against the brighter torches she was a small silhouette, walking confidently to the middle of the glade, her spear held across her body, ready to be used if necessary. For example, Gate of Ivory, Gate of Horn and the novella The Bone Forest are prequels to Mythago Wood, but were published at a later date. In the entirely of British and North European mythos and folklore, the author couldn't think of a single female figure except sexy soothsayer and sexy princess-object.