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4.06 AVERAGE
4.06 AVERAGE
adventurous
challenging
dark
emotional
funny
hopeful
informative
inspiring
lighthearted
mysterious
reflective
relaxing
sad
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Hmm if The Time Traveler’s Wife met Here There Be Dragons met The Book Woman of Troublesome Creek met Dracula.
Some of my favorite passages
"If we address stories as archaeological sites, and dust through their layers with meticulous care, we find at some level there is always a doorway. A dividing point between here and there, us and them, mundane and magical. It is at the moments when the doors open, when things flow between the worlds, that stories happen."
"Sometimes I feel there are doors lurking in the creases of every sentence, with periods for knobs and verbs for hinges."
"An old woman, hunched and seamed like a pale walnut, glared down at me."
"Those of you who are more than casually familiar with books-those of you who spend your free afternoons in fusty bookshops, who offer furtive, kindly strokes along the spines of familiar titles-understand that page riffling is an essential element in the process of introducing oneself to a new book. It isn't about reading the words; it's about reading the smell, which wafts from the pages in a cloud of dust and wood pulp. It might smell expensive and well bound, or it might smell of tissue-thin paper and blurred two-color prints, or of fifty years unread in the home of a tobacco-smoking old man. Books can smell of cheap thrills or painstaking scholarship, of literary weight or unsolved mysteries.
This one smelled unlike any book I'd ever held. Cinnamon and coal smoke, catacombs and loam. Damp seaside evenings and sweat-slick noontimes beneath palm fronds. It smelled as if ti had been in the mail for longer than any one parcel could be, circling the world for year and accumulating layers of smells like a tramp wearing too many clothes.
It smelled like adventure itself had been harvested in the wild, distilled to a fine wine, and splashed across each page. "
"The World had just begun to whisper the word modern to itself, along with words like order and unfettered free trade. Railroads and telegraph lines snaked across frontiers like long lines of stitches; empires nibbled at the coasts of Africa; cotton mills churned and hummed like open mouths, swallowing bent-backed workers and exhaling fibrous steam."
"The Ten Thousand Doors was just a novel, and that novels are untrustworthy advisers. They aren't concerned with rationality or sobriety; they peddle in tragedy and suspense, in chaos and rule breaking, in madness and heartache, and they will steer you toward such things with all the guile of a piper luring rats into a river."
"Yule was stuffed with the kind of unblemished confidence that belongs only to the very young, who have never truly known bitterness of failure, or felt the years of their lives trickling away from them like water from cupped palms. It seemed to him then that his success was inevitable."
"I dreamed in gold and indigo."
Some of my favorite passages
"If we address stories as archaeological sites, and dust through their layers with meticulous care, we find at some level there is always a doorway. A dividing point between here and there, us and them, mundane and magical. It is at the moments when the doors open, when things flow between the worlds, that stories happen."
"Sometimes I feel there are doors lurking in the creases of every sentence, with periods for knobs and verbs for hinges."
"An old woman, hunched and seamed like a pale walnut, glared down at me."
"Those of you who are more than casually familiar with books-those of you who spend your free afternoons in fusty bookshops, who offer furtive, kindly strokes along the spines of familiar titles-understand that page riffling is an essential element in the process of introducing oneself to a new book. It isn't about reading the words; it's about reading the smell, which wafts from the pages in a cloud of dust and wood pulp. It might smell expensive and well bound, or it might smell of tissue-thin paper and blurred two-color prints, or of fifty years unread in the home of a tobacco-smoking old man. Books can smell of cheap thrills or painstaking scholarship, of literary weight or unsolved mysteries.
This one smelled unlike any book I'd ever held. Cinnamon and coal smoke, catacombs and loam. Damp seaside evenings and sweat-slick noontimes beneath palm fronds. It smelled as if ti had been in the mail for longer than any one parcel could be, circling the world for year and accumulating layers of smells like a tramp wearing too many clothes.
It smelled like adventure itself had been harvested in the wild, distilled to a fine wine, and splashed across each page. "
"The World had just begun to whisper the word modern to itself, along with words like order and unfettered free trade. Railroads and telegraph lines snaked across frontiers like long lines of stitches; empires nibbled at the coasts of Africa; cotton mills churned and hummed like open mouths, swallowing bent-backed workers and exhaling fibrous steam."
"The Ten Thousand Doors was just a novel, and that novels are untrustworthy advisers. They aren't concerned with rationality or sobriety; they peddle in tragedy and suspense, in chaos and rule breaking, in madness and heartache, and they will steer you toward such things with all the guile of a piper luring rats into a river."
"Yule was stuffed with the kind of unblemished confidence that belongs only to the very young, who have never truly known bitterness of failure, or felt the years of their lives trickling away from them like water from cupped palms. It seemed to him then that his success was inevitable."
"I dreamed in gold and indigo."
adventurous
emotional
hopeful
inspiring
mysterious
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
I had high expectations
But was too long and I never felt like the history begin
But was too long and I never felt like the history begin
adventurous
challenging
dark
emotional
informative
inspiring
mysterious
reflective
sad
tense
medium-paced
adventurous
hopeful
inspiring
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
adventurous
emotional
inspiring
mysterious
sad
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Yes
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Complicated
3.5⭐
Le diecimila porte di January è un libro particolare: nonostante una trama banale e prevedibile, personaggi statici e monodimensionali e world building accettabile, riesce, grazie alla scrittura della Harrow che valorizza il tutto, ad essere un libro scorrevole, piacevole, affascinante e, a modo suo, intrigante.
Recensione completa✨
Le diecimila porte di January è un libro particolare: nonostante una trama banale e prevedibile, personaggi statici e monodimensionali e world building accettabile, riesce, grazie alla scrittura della Harrow che valorizza il tutto, ad essere un libro scorrevole, piacevole, affascinante e, a modo suo, intrigante.
Recensione completa✨
adventurous
mysterious
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Yes
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Would've been higher rated if January didn't regress on the personal growth she sustained through the novel. She engaged in behavior at the end of the book that she shouldn't have based on her personal growth and development.