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![[*]](./images/iconic/default_icon.gif) posted on 6-16-2008 at 05:20 AM |
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Read the Prequel
This is from Waterstone.
For anyone who is new here, the reason I copied this from the Waterstone site is that we have some members with VERY slow connections and they would
never be able to load that site and read this piece. The link is above and on the news page for those of you who can load it.
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When it's all over, it's not who you were but whether you made a difference. -- Bob Dole
May those who love us love us,
and those who do not love us,
may God turn their hearts,
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may He turn their ankles
that we may know them by their limping.
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| posted on 6-16-2008 at 05:37 AM |
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Well I certainly hope there's more to it than that. That couldn't even be called a short story. THAT was just a taster to quote Belatrix. At least
give us a whole flippin' story!
Kindness is a language the deaf can hear and the blind can see.
When it's all over, it's not who you were but whether you made a difference. -- Bob Dole
May those who love us love us,
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may God turn their hearts,
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| posted on 6-16-2008 at 11:21 AM |
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Hmmn, she writes that she's not writing a prequel, yet she writes part of it. Would be interesting to get more, I certainly agree.
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was home." - Ven Polypheme in The Floating Island, written by Elizabeth Haydon
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| posted on 6-17-2008 at 12:41 AM |
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That's not a short story. That is something you'd put on the front cover as a teaser. Since Waterstone is the auctioneers maybe there is more and
that was just a teaser to wet interest. I didn't count the words. Anyone want to? lol
Kindness is a language the deaf can hear and the blind can see.
When it's all over, it's not who you were but whether you made a difference. -- Bob Dole
May those who love us love us,
and those who do not love us,
may God turn their hearts,
and if He cannot turn their hearts
may He turn their ankles
that we may know them by their limping.
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| posted on 6-17-2008 at 02:06 AM |
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800 words isn't much, so I'm thinking that's it. Someone on Mugglenet was bored enough to do a text transcript so I stole it because there's no
way I'm reading her handwriting just to read the "prequel".
| Quote: | The speeding motorcycle took the sharp corner so fast in the darkness that both policemen in the pursuing car shouted,"Whoa!"
Sergeant Fisher slammed his large foot on the brake, thinking that the boy who was riding pillion was sure to be flung under his wheels; however, the
motorbike made the turn without unseating either of its riders, and with a wink of its red tail lights, vanished up the narrow side street.
"We've got 'em now!" cried PC Anderson excitedly. "That's a dead end!"
Leaning hard on the steering wheel and crashing his gears, Fisher scraped half the paint off the flank of the car as he forced it up the alleyway in
pursuit.
There in the headlights sat their quarry, stationary at last after a quarter of an hour's chase. The two riders were trapped between a towering
brickwall and the police car, which was now crawling towards them like some growling luminous-eyes predator.
There was so little space between the car doors and the walls of the alley that Fisher and Anderson had difficulty extricating themselves from the
vehicle. It injured their dignity to have to inch, crab-like, towards the miscreants. Fisher dragged his generous belly along the wall, tearing
buttons off his shirt as he went, and finally snapping off the wing mirror with his backside.
"Get off the bike!" he bellowed at the smirking youths, who sat basking in the flashing blue light as though enjoying it.
They did as they were told, finally pulling free from the broken wing mirror, Fisher glared at them. They seemed to be in their late teens. The one
who had been driving had long black hair, his insolent good looks reminded Fisher unpleasantly of his daughter's guitar-playing, layabout boyfriend.
The second boy also had black hair, though his was short and stuck up in all directions; he wore glasses and a broad grin. Both were dressed in
t-shirts emblazoned with a large golden bird; the emblem, no doubt, of some deafening, timeless rock band.
"No helmet!" Fisher yelled, pointing from one uncovered head to the other. "Exceeding the speed limit by-by a considerable amount!" (In fact, the
speed registered had been greater than Fisher was prepared to accept that any motorcycle could travel.) "Failure to stop for the police!"
"We'd have loved to stop for a chat," said the boy in glasses,"only we were trying--"
"Don't get smart-you two are in a heap of trouble!" snarled Anderson. "Names!"
"Names?" repeated the long-haired driver."Er-Well, let's see. There's Wilberforce...Bathsheba...Elvendork..."
"And what's nice about that one is, you can use it for a boy OR a girl," said the boy in glasses.
"Oh, our names, did you mean?" asked the first, as Anderson spluttered with rage."You should've said! This here is James Potter, and I'm Sirius
Black!"
"Things'll be seriously black for you in a minute, you cheeky little-"
But neither James nor Sirius was paying attention. They were suddenly as alert as gundogs, staring past Fisher and Anderson, over the roof of the
police car, at the dark mouth of the alley. Then, with identical, fluid movements, they reached into their back pockets.
For the space of a heartbeat both policemen imagined guns gleaming at them, but a second later they saw that the motorcyclists had drawn nothing more
than-
"Drumsticks?" jeered Anderson. "Right pair of jokers, aren't you? Right, we're arresting you on a charge of--"
But Anderson never got to name the charge. James and Sirius had shouted something incomprehensible, and the beams from the headlights had moved.
The policemen wheeled around, then staggered backwards. Three men were flying-actually flying- up the alley on broomsticks-and at the same moment,the
police car was rearing up on its back wheels.
Fisher's knee bucked; as he sat down hard; Anderson tripped over Fisher's legs and fell on top of him, as flump-bang-crunch- they heard the mean on
brooms slam into the suspended car and fall, apparently insensible, to the ground, while broken bits of broomstick clattered down around them.
The motorbike had roared into life again. His mouth hanging open, Fisher mustered the strength to look back at the two teenagers.
"Thanks very much!" called Sirius over the throb of the engine."We owe you one!"
"Yeah, nice meeting you!" said James. "And don't forget: Elvendork! It's unisex!"
There was an earth-shaking crash, and Fisher and Anderson threw their arms around each other in fright; their car had just fallen back to the ground.
Now it was the motorcycle's turn to rear. Before the policemen's disbelieving eyes, it took off into thin air: James and Sirius zoomed away into the
night sky, their tail light twinkling behind them like a vanishing ruby.
From the prequel I am not working on-but that was fun! J.K. Rowling.2008 |
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| posted on 8-26-2008 at 01:23 AM |
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Didn't I read somewhere that this book of "short stories" would be out in September?
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| posted on 8-26-2008 at 03:14 AM |
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I dunno, did you? Google it.
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| posted on 8-26-2008 at 03:16 AM |
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I've tried. I get nada.
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When it's all over, it's not who you were but whether you made a difference. -- Bob Dole
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| posted on 8-26-2008 at 03:28 AM |
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Your googling skills are sub-par, Padfoot.
| Quote: | JK Rowling Releases Collection of Short Stories
8-Aug-2008
Written by: Marshall Burns
JK Rowling has released a collection of short stories in the UK which were sold out by lunchtime.
JK Rowling’s new book with a new Harry Potter tale has become the fastest-selling collection of short stories of all time in the UK. What’s Your
Story? is Rowling’s newest book and has 13 postcard-sized tales from such authors as Sebastian Faulks, Nick Hornby, and Doris Lessing, according to
BBC.
More than 10,000 copies of the set of short stories was sold on its first day of release and sold some shops out by lunchtime on Thursday. The prequel
to the Potter series is set three years before his birth. The 800-word story is set around his father, James Potter, and his friend, Sirius Black, in
their teenage years, tearing around on a magical motorbike. The tale finishes with, “From the prequel I am not working on – but that was fun,”
reported the BBC.
The book was released by Waterstones to celebrate the National Year of Reading and was only available in the chain’s stores. The profits from the book
are going to English Pen, the promoter of literature as a means of greater understanding between cultures and Dyslexia Action, according to the
BBC.
Coming in December, the author is going to publish The Tales of Beedle the Bard, which is a series of fairy tales that were integral to the last of
the Potter novels, The Deathly Hallows. The film version of the sixth book, The Half-Blood Prince, is coming out in November, according to the BBC.
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| posted on 8-27-2008 at 12:53 AM |
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Not really. I still can't find the book.
Oh. Now I found it. They want $60 for it on Amazon. I guess I'll be waiting a bit for that one.
Kindness is a language the deaf can hear and the blind can see.
When it's all over, it's not who you were but whether you made a difference. -- Bob Dole
May those who love us love us,
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| posted on 8-27-2008 at 02:03 AM |
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What do you need it for? You've already read the JKR short story above, and it's not worth $2, let alone $60.
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| posted on 8-28-2008 at 03:12 AM |
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Exactly why I'm not buying it. Surely the price will come down. And I wouldn't give my money to them anyway. They're taking money away from the
charity.
Kindness is a language the deaf can hear and the blind can see.
When it's all over, it's not who you were but whether you made a difference. -- Bob Dole
May those who love us love us,
and those who do not love us,
may God turn their hearts,
and if He cannot turn their hearts
may He turn their ankles
that we may know them by their limping.
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