Maude , thank you for all the content on 2024 . i wish you , everyone that is important to you and to everyone that see my comment a happy 2025 . i know my 2025 will be better thank to your content
Artemis was by far my least favourite of Weir's books. I thought Jazz just a worse version of every other protagonist he's done (and he can only write one of them). I kept reading quotes to my girlfriend being like 'this isn't just me as a dude, right?" the 'manwritingwoman' was kicking in big time. She was floored by some of the writing. Little stuff, like her being sexually promiscuous was a plot point that was raised over and over again by other characters as a way to be crappy to her, yet never in the book does she actually show any of that kind of behaviour? The blocking was stiff, wooden, and the actual character interactions were just so bizarre? There's a moment she's sitting down in the bar and get's a beer and her legitimate response is "Yum, nice and cold" like she's on some 90s coors light commercial. Weir spent so much time having every other character tell YOU the reader, through other characters, how much Jazz was wasting her potential, and how smart she was rather than just SHOWING us that through her actions. Combine that was just having these supposedly well laid plans that - every single time - get undone by bizarre deus ex machina. It's like he wrote himself *too* smart of a character and the only way to make her plans fail was like 'well what if this random rock gets knocked over???' and repeat that for every new heist. Weak characters, science was mehhh, plot was very mehhhhh. Only good thing was Artemis itself. The world felt well thought out and alive and I just wish as much time had gone into thinking through the minutia of the characters and plot as was put into worldbuilding.
Maude , thank you for all the content on 2024 . i wish you , everyone that is important to you and to everyone that see my comment a happy 2025 . i know my 2025 will be better thank to your content
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This book is more of a welding manual
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Artemis was by far my least favourite of Weir's books. I thought Jazz just a worse version of every other protagonist he's done (and he can only write one of them). I kept reading quotes to my girlfriend being like 'this isn't just me as a dude, right?" the 'manwritingwoman' was kicking in big time. She was floored by some of the writing. Little stuff, like her being sexually promiscuous was a plot point that was raised over and over again by other characters as a way to be crappy to her, yet never in the book does she actually show any of that kind of behaviour?
The blocking was stiff, wooden, and the actual character interactions were just so bizarre? There's a moment she's sitting down in the bar and get's a beer and her legitimate response is "Yum, nice and cold" like she's on some 90s coors light commercial.
Weir spent so much time having every other character tell YOU the reader, through other characters, how much Jazz was wasting her potential, and how smart she was rather than just SHOWING us that through her actions. Combine that was just having these supposedly well laid plans that - every single time - get undone by bizarre deus ex machina. It's like he wrote himself *too* smart of a character and the only way to make her plans fail was like 'well what if this random rock gets knocked over???' and repeat that for every new heist.
Weak characters, science was mehhh, plot was very mehhhhh. Only good thing was Artemis itself. The world felt well thought out and alive and I just wish as much time had gone into thinking through the minutia of the characters and plot as was put into worldbuilding.
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