Fant ingen tråd for denne fantastiske forfatteren. Da lager jeg en selv.
Joe Abercrombie er en av de bedre der ute og har nå skrevet fem bøker:
The First Law Triology
The Blade Itself (2006)
Before They Are Hanged (2007)
Last Arguments of Kings (2008)
Best Served Cold (2009)
The Heroes (2011)
Her må det nevnes at Abercrombie har skrevet en kontrakt om fire nye bøker under Gollancz fra samme verden. De to siste bøkene kunne like gjerne vært bok 4 og 5 i triologien ettersom vi snakker om mye av det samme persongalleriet, samme tid, samme verden osv.
Abercrombie sitt forfatterskap og hans bøker er i stor grad fylt med brutalitet, kynisme og merkelig nok mye humor. Han skaper glimrende karakterer og jeg kan ikke hylle han nok for hans forfatterskap. Han har selv i et intervju med George RR Martin fortalt at han ble preget av nettopp "A Song of Ice and Fire" serien til Martin.
Det er mange karakterer i bøkene som er noe av det bedre man har der ute. De av dere som liker å lese (og se) Tyrion Lannister fra George RR Martin sin serie, vil helt sikkert elske karakterer som Glotka og Logan i Abercrombie sin serie.
Dette har jeg forresten aldri før sett, men likte den. En egen trailer til den siste boken, The Heroes
I stedet for at jeg skal mase og prøve å beskrive, legger jeg heller inn noen herlige non-spoiler sitater til dere andre, slik at dere får et visst innsyn.
1. “Rules are for children. This is war, and in war the only crime is to lose.”
2. “Honour, eh? What the hell is that anyway? Every man thinks it's something different. You can't drink it. You can't fuck it. The more of it you have the less good it does you, and if you've got none at all you don't miss it.”
3. “We should forgive our enemies, but not before they are hanged.”
4. “What do the dice say?"
Dice say nothing. They are dice."
Why roll'em, then?"
They are dice. What else would I do with them?”
5. “I’ve fought in three campaigns,” he began. “In seven pitched battles. In countless raids and skirmishes and desperate defences, and bloody actions of every kind. I’ve fought in the driving snow, the blasting wind, the middle of the night. I’ve been fighting all my life, one enemy or another, one friend or another. I’ve known little else. I’ve seen men killed for a word, for a look, for nothing at all. A woman tried to stab me once for killing her husband, and I threw her down a well. And that’s far from the worst of it. Life used to be cheap as dirt to me. Cheaper.
“I’ve fought ten single combats and I won them all, but I fought on the wrong side and for all the wrong reasons. I’ve been ruthless, and brutal, and a coward. I’ve stabbed men in the back, burned them, drowned them, crushed them with rocks, killed them asleep, unarmed, or running away. I’ve run away myself more than once. I’ve pissed myself with fear. I’ve begged for my life. I’ve been wounded, often, and badly, and screamed and cried like a baby whose mother took her tit away. I’ve no doubt the world would be a better place if I’d been killed years ago, but I haven’t been, and I don’t know why.”
He looked down at his hands, pink and clean on the stone. “There are few men with more blood on their hands than me. None, that I know of. The Bloody-Nine they call me, my enemies, and there’s a lot of ’em. Always more enemies, and fewer friends. Blood gets you nothing but more blood. It follows me now, always, like my shadow, and like my shadow I can never be free of it. I should never be free of it. I’ve earned it. I’ve deserved it. I’ve sought it out. Such is my punishment.”
6. “Strange, isn't it,' mused Glokta as he watched him struggle for air. 'Big men, small men, thin men, fat men, clever men, stupid men, they all respond the same to a fist in the guts. One minute you think you're the most powerful man in the world. The next you can't even breathe by yourself.”