tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post5803755573896386750..comments2024-02-18T00:11:11.490-08:00Comments on Heroines of Fantasy: SisterhoodHeroines of Fantasyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07169664399606524540noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-69988420982562581122012-07-23T05:29:01.435-07:002012-07-23T05:29:01.435-07:00I will definitely have to get a copy of Wrede'...I will definitely have to get a copy of Wrede's adaptation. Sounds like fun!Karin Rita Gastreichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13788750258292938903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-46502588345954579752012-07-22T13:32:46.117-07:002012-07-22T13:32:46.117-07:00Barbara--I hereby decree that you are NOT allowed ...Barbara--I hereby decree that you are NOT allowed to suggest ANY MORE BOOKS!!! They inevitably end up on my TBR pile (I cannot even begin to number how many you've put there!) and that just will not do!<br /><br /><br />At least I always know where to go when I need a book suggestion. You always have something I absolutely NEED to read at the ready. Thanks!Terri-Lynnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11468004163467894720noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-22941728700690202572012-07-22T12:11:02.002-07:002012-07-22T12:11:02.002-07:00I suppose it's partly due to the Orphan Syndro...I suppose it's partly due to the Orphan Syndrome of fantasy protagonists, but I come up pretty short with sisters - lots of 'chosen sisters' but not so many sisters by birth. <br />Barbara Hambly's Stranger at the Wedding has a mage-sister returning to her estranged family because she's had visions of her beloved younger sister's death. A good story with a strong and nuanced relationship between the sisters.<br />And of course, Patricia Wrede's adaptation of Snow White and Rose Red!batgirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15143310557906978680noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-57521130346125018132012-07-16T11:50:44.214-07:002012-07-16T11:50:44.214-07:00Hi Terri!
What a wonderful and moving story.
Yes...Hi Terri!<br /><br />What a wonderful and moving story.<br /><br />Yes, we need to do brothers at some point. Brothers of brothers, and brothers of sisters. <br /><br />Eolyn does have a brother, as you know. And also, I would say Akmael serves a role as her surrogate brother during the first years of their friendship. <br /><br />But that's a topic for another post...Karin Rita Gastreichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13788750258292938903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3764159777348916628.post-64910798451185287532012-07-16T06:56:04.501-07:002012-07-16T06:56:04.501-07:00I, too, am blessed with a sister. She's been m...I, too, am blessed with a sister. She's been my biggest fan since infancy. She's looked up to me, emulated me,depended upon me, loved me like only a sister can love a sister, all our lives. I can only remember having one fight with my sister--ever. I was choreographing a ballet she and I would perform for our brothers and parents (we were all of about ten and seven) and we both wanted the same flower head-dress to wear. I, being choreographer, and older, gave myself the coveted head piece (very unlike me, even as a child, because I always gave her what she wanted!) There was a bit of screaming and hair-pulling, after which we both cried for having hurt the other and hugged. And of course, we both wanted the OTHER to have the headpiece.<br /><br />I honestly can't remember who got to wear it, but I do remember the ballet, and my baby sister made a glorious flower awakening to my fairy wand.<br /><br />I'm getting all teary writing this. My sister means the word to me, as do my brothers--but this is about sisters. When she was diagnosed with cancer, and had to undergo three months of chemo, I never cried. I drove the hour and some to her house every Thursday (Monday was chemo, and Thursday was usually the first day she felt human thereafter) to spend the day with her. Despite the circumstances, I will always count those days as some of my best.<br /><br />It wasn't until the Thanksgiving after she finished treatment that I cried. She was cancer-free. Her hair had grown back. We were headed over to her house for Thanksgiving dinner. Driving that same route, my family in the car, it all just HIT me. My baby sister--what she went through--how I could have lost her but didn't. Wham. Just slammed me.<br /><br />Anyway, yeah, sisters--it's a special relationship.Terri-Lynnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11468004163467894720noreply@blogger.com