The Silent Blade, by R.A. Salvatore. As some of you might know from previous blog posts one of my favorite authors is RA. Salvatore. The first book I ever read from him was The Silent Blade. I was introduced to his beloved character called Drizzt Du'Urdan. A dark elf. The book was in a collection of four books in one volume. After reading all four books, I became interested in finding out more about Drizzt and his world. I also found out there was a lot of books before this one. I endeavored to read all of them, from the day of his birth and young life to present. Now I am re-reading The Silent Blade again. What a difference in understanding of the characters and their motivations. Now the book makes perfect sense. If you love to read fantasy fiction with magic, monsters and wicked sword fights this series is it, and of course to read about five friends who grow together and lead fascinating lives these books are wonderful. Pick one up today at your favorite book store or Library.
FYI- In reading RA Salvatores bio, he states that in writing the Drizzt Du'Urdan's journey, it required him to go through a personal journey of his own. Upon hearing this, I look forward to my own journey as I write the story of my own beloved characters of Maria Thompson and Wren of New Haven, as well as the characters of Three Ordinary Lives blog storyline. My only hope is that you love them as much as I do.
To find out more about RA Salvatore, the link will be provided at the end of the blog.
The Greater Cleveland Writers Group Review:
What a wonderful group of talented and fascinating people this group has. I arrived early; the parking lot was empty except one car. As I walked towards our meeting location, which is a boat, I was intercepted by someone who was new, a young women. She asked a few questions, which I informed her that she found the correct place. I escorted her to the boat, only to find the group host didn't get the key in time to open the doors. We were to have our meeting outside on the upper deck. So we climbed over locked chains and strategically placed chairs on the side and ended up on the outside deck.
I thought nothing of doing this, I didn't realize the impact of how this would be perceived from our new guest. Anyway we began to move the outside furniture into a round group with the chairs around them. by this time a few other had arrived and we were all talking and moving tables and chairs and making quite a bit of noise and chaos.
My reason for attending the meeting was two fold. One, to promote my new Diligent Writers Critiquing Group and two, to read a short story I had prepared. I had already placed an ad to the larger group regarding my smaller subgroup. A girl approached me during this time and asked me about the smaller group. I answered her questions and we agreed she could join, but all the time I'm seeing the new girl all alone sitting across the way. I didn't mean to leave her but I was unable to leave until all the questions had been answered.
A gust of wind blew around us, then I saw one of the lighter lawn chairs lift up, fly a short distance, and land next to the new woman. She grabs her things and makes a b-line off the boat and to her car. When I caught up to her she was already in her car and backing up when she saw me, she stopped and rolled down her window.
She explained that too much seemed weird. The fact that there was no bathroom facilities, due to no key, and the host kept saying everyone who needs to use the restroom to go around the boat to relieve themselves. The climbing over the chains as if we really didn't belong there and the chaos of moving table and chairs. I understood.
I explained that right now she is seeing the weird stuff. Once the group starts and she is introduced to everyone it will get better. Reluctantly she decide to try it. I stayed with her and introduced her to people, got her food and a beverage, and sat with her throughout the meeting. She agreed the meeting was really good and the people talented and fascinating.
What Happened After the Meeting:
The meeting was cut short because non of us could see, it had become so dark. So I asked a few friends if I could read my short story to them and they agreed. I got maybe one paragraph when another woman came up. She started talking to one of my audience and interrupting my reading. She didn't even acknowledge me or the other women standing next to me. Just acted like we weren't even there. He answered her few questions that said he would be with her in a few moments, and gestured for me to continue. But now I have a problem. My story builds in suspense. Having the woman come up and disturbed the momentum, my story was lost at that point. A point I knew I couldn't get back. I started where I left off. I read a few more paragraphs and another woman came up to me, while I'm reading, looking at my paper and speaking, she begins to talk to me. I look at her incredulously, I told her I'm reading as we speak. She left after a few more words but by then the momentum of my story was gone. Irritated beyond belief I finished the story, but the ending didn't feel as it should have upon the last word. Suspenseful.
Both liked the story and we discussed it afterward. I just don't understand why someone would come into a group that is talking or doing whatever and just interrupt. Oh well.
I still have work to do on my short story thanks to the feedback I received from the two that listened. I still had a great time and enjoy these meeting greatly. The newest member gave me a thank you and a hug for all I helped her with during the meeting. I hugged her back, saying my pleasure. Every good deed has its reward.
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RA Salvatore Link. http://www.rasalvatore.com/
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