One Thousand SunsAuthor: scenotaphs Genre:
General, friendship, angst, introspective, character study.Characters/pairings:
Bartimaeus, Kitty; friendship, nonpairing.Wordcount:
Huge ones for Ptolemy's Gate
and perhaps a tiny one for Ring of Solomon
. Synopsis: It was all about his memory now. The memory of John Mandrake, now immortalised as the saviour of London. Notes:
Oh my word. Well, this is my first ever fic for this fandom, so I hope I got some of it right at least. It's rather... downbeat stuff, but yes. I do hope to write better fics in the future.
... and since we're already heeeere.Who started you on Bartimaeus?
I sort of saw the book in my tiny school library a few years back, and thought, 'well hey, this looks interesting'. Before I knew it, I got enthralled by the interesting new style of storytelling (well, it was at least back in like, what, 2003? I wasn't that exposed to that sort of narrative style) and lots of witty banter. Not to mention, Jonathan Stroud's prose makes for very refreshing reading. So from then on, I pretty much fell in love with the series. It's even better if you hear it on audio (in my humble opinion, anyways), too.How many people have you started on Bartimaeus?
Nobody, unfortunately. It's a crying shame. This is probably my most favourite series ever, too.Favourite quote?
Y U MAEK ME CHOOSE. I don't know, pretty much anything
Bartimaeus has ever said? Right now, it's that line he gives Tallow, about how everyone has their faults: "I'm overly talkative, and you look like a field of buttercups in a suit." I love this guy, I really do.Did you cry at the end of Ptolemy's Gate?
YES. Since I'm listening to it on audiobook now (because I'm a huge dork hu hu hu), I pretty much went all leaky faucet on it. No matter how many times I've gone through the ending, I tear up a bit. Though I'm pleased to say my copy of the book is still in immaculate condition -- no water damage yet.Excited about the prospect of a movie?
Definitely. I think I'd die happy, no lie. C'mon, it's Bartimaeus! What's not
better than having everyone's favourite djinni snarking up a storm?