The Unicorn, for she has no other name, is a creature whose beauty is unmatched, and her immortality leaves her immune to love and time. The Last Unicorn is a book about beauty, love, and time. Like most fairy tales I’ve read, there are a lot of consistent themes in this book, and when they raise their head they take the form of lines so startling in their beauty and truth that they stand out from the rest of the clunky prose. Probably by the virtue of its romantic whimsy. These are things that would be a death sentence for a book seeking publication today, but Beagle’s novel managed to get away with. Sentence structures are often awkward, and character perspective shifts all over the place.

It doesn’t follow any of the writing conventions I’ve been taught, which made it a little difficult to read. I would say that this story is a modern fairy tale. Only myself and one other person showed, the rest being ill. But, it only took about two days to read Beagle’s fantasy classic. I was thankful for that because I cut it pretty close trying to read a million other things. We were all pretty excited for it, and it was a quick read. This was the f irst book of Book Club session #3.

Now that it’s sitting here, all pristine and shiny, I almost feel bad about tearing to pieces over the next few months.īut, we’re here to discuss The Last Unicorn. It can only print about 20 pages at a time, so I have to keep stopping to refill the paper, and the contraption is housed in a less than convenient place, so I have to get out of my seat, grab a sheaf of papers, and then kneel under my desk to actually feed the beast.īut, having a physical representation of all the hard work that went into making draft #2 look as good as it does feels amazing. Instead, my office is overwhelmed by the jilted crash of my $30 printer doing its damnedest to give me a refined physical copy of The Steel Armada. For once, I can barely hear the clack of the keyboard as I write this.

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