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georginakincaid:

I haven’t read all of these books yet so I can’t tell you whether or not I recommend them, but since I know a lot of you are interested in reading and finding out more about a lot of the gods featured in these books,  this is basically a list of the ones I have either read and liked, that have been recommended to me, or that I saw getting a lot of good reviews on goodreads. 
Titles without links are the books I sadly couldn’t find pdfs or ebooks for. However I’ll keep trying, and if I succeed, I’ll update this post.
The classics: 
The Odyssey (download)
Hesiod (download)
Iliad (download)
Eddas (download)
Greek/Roman mythology novels:
Of Poseidon, by Anna Banks - The Syrena Legacy #1 (download)
Of Triton, by Anna Banks - The Syrena Legacy #2 (download)
The Song of Achilles, by Madeline Miller
The Vicious Deep #1, by Zoraida Cordova (download)
The Savage Blue, by Zoraida Cordova - The Vicious Deep #2
Medusa, A Love Story, by Sasha Summers - Loves of Olympus # 1 (download)
For the Love of Hades, by Sasha Summers - Loves of Olympus # 2
The Goddess Test #1, by Amiee Carter (download)
Antigoddess, by Kendare Blake (download)
Percy Jackson and the Olympians books 1-5 + The Demigod Files, by Rick Riordan (download)
The Lost Hero, by Rick Riordan - Heroes of Olympus #1 (download)
The Son of Neptune, by Rick Riordan - Heroes of Olympus #2 (download)
The Mark of Athena, by Rick Riordan - Heroes of Olympus #3 (download)
The House of Hades, by Rick Riordan - Heroes of Olympus #4 (download)
Norse mythology novels:
Norse Code, by Greg Van Eekhout
The United States of Asgard Series, by Tessa Gratton
Egyptian mythology novels:
The Chaos of Stars, by Kiersten White
The Red Pyramid, by Rick Riordan - The Kane Chronicles #1 (download)
The Throne of Fire, by Rick Riordan - The Kane Chronicles #2 (download)
The Serpent’s Shadow, by Rick Riordan - The Kane Chronicles #3 (download)
Various mythologies novels:
American Gods #1, by Neil Gaiman (download)
Anansi Boys, by Neil Gaiman - American Gods #2 (download)
Succubus Blues, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #1 (download)
Succubus on Top, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #2 (download)
Succubus Dreams, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #3 (download)
Succubus Heat, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #4 (download)
Succubus Shadows, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #5 (download)
Succubus Revealed, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #6 (download)
If you read any of these books and you like them, please don’t forget to properly purchase said books to support the author! This post was made merely to help get the word out about these works and their creators. 

georginakincaid:

I haven’t read all of these books yet so I can’t tell you whether or not I recommend them, but since I know a lot of you are interested in reading and finding out more about a lot of the gods featured in these books,  this is basically a list of the ones I have either read and liked, that have been recommended to me, or that I saw getting a lot of good reviews on goodreads. 

Titles without links are the books I sadly couldn’t find pdfs or ebooks for. However I’ll keep trying, and if I succeed, I’ll update this post.

The classics: 

Greek/Roman mythology novels:

  • Of Poseidon, by Anna Banks - The Syrena Legacy #1 (download)
  • Of Triton, by Anna Banks - The Syrena Legacy #2 (download)
  • The Song of Achilles, by Madeline Miller
  • The Vicious Deep #1, by Zoraida Cordova (download)
  • The Savage Blue, by Zoraida Cordova - The Vicious Deep #2
  • Medusa, A Love Story, by Sasha Summers - Loves of Olympus # 1 (download)
  • For the Love of Hades, by Sasha Summers - Loves of Olympus # 2
  • The Goddess Test #1, by Amiee Carter (download)
  • Antigoddess, by Kendare Blake (download)
  • Percy Jackson and the Olympians books 1-5 + The Demigod Files, by Rick Riordan (download)
  • The Lost Hero, by Rick Riordan - Heroes of Olympus #1 (download)
  • The Son of Neptune, by Rick Riordan - Heroes of Olympus #2 (download)
  • The Mark of Athena, by Rick Riordan - Heroes of Olympus #3 (download)
  • The House of Hades, by Rick Riordan - Heroes of Olympus #4 (download)

Norse mythology novels:

  • Norse Code, by Greg Van Eekhout
  • The United States of Asgard Series, by Tessa Gratton

Egyptian mythology novels:

  • The Chaos of Stars, by Kiersten White
  • The Red Pyramid, by Rick Riordan - The Kane Chronicles #1 (download)
  • The Throne of Fire, by Rick Riordan - The Kane Chronicles #2 (download)
  • The Serpent’s Shadow, by Rick Riordan - The Kane Chronicles #3 (download)

Various mythologies novels:

  • American Gods #1, by Neil Gaiman (download)
  • Anansi Boys, by Neil Gaiman - American Gods #2 (download)
  • Succubus Blues, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #1 (download)
  • Succubus on Top, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #2 (download)
  • Succubus Dreams, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #3 (download)
  • Succubus Heat, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #4 (download)
  • Succubus Shadows, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #5 (download)
  • Succubus Revealed, by Richelle Mead - Georgina Kincaid series #6 (download)

If you read any of these books and you like them, please don’t forget to properly purchase said books to support the author! This post was made merely to help get the word out about these works and their creators. 

aseaofquotes:

Haruki Murakami, “Concerning the Sound of a Train Whistle in the Night or On the Efficacy of Fiction”

veritastic:

likeavirgil:

Greek vase text posts

exesandohesxo
long time no speak but I figured the class civ massif never dies
aseaofquotes:

Christina Rossetti, “A Better Resurrection”

aseaofquotes:

Christina Rossetti, “A Better Resurrection”

aseaofquotes:

Albert Goldbarth, “The Sciences Sing a Lullaby”

aseaofquotes:

Albert Goldbarth, “The Sciences Sing a Lullaby”

drinkmasturbatecry:

nudityandnerdery:

the-fandoms-are-valentines:

grandtheftautosanandreas:

Douglas Adams is the best when it comes to describe characters

they need to teach classes on Douglas Adams analogies okay
“He leant tensely against the corridor wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis.”
"Stones, then rocks, then boulders which pranced past him like clumsy puppies, only much, much bigger, much, much harder and heavier, and almost infinitely more likely to kill you if they fell on you.”
"He gazed keenly into the distance and looked as if he would quite like the wind to blow his hair back dramatically at that point, but the wind was busy fooling around with some leaves a little way off.”
"It looked only partly like a spaceship with guidance fins, rocket engines and escape hatches and so on, and a great deal like a small upended Italian bistro.”
"If it was an emotion, it was a totally emotionless one. It was hatred, implacable hatred. It was cold, not like ice is cold, but like a wall is cold. It was impersonal, not as a randomly flung fist in a crowd is impersonal, but like a computer-issued parking summons is impersonal. And it was deadly - again, not like a bullet or a knife is deadly, but like a brick wall across a motorway is deadly.”

And, of course: "The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don’t."

the one that will always stay with me is “Arthur Dent was grappling with his consciousness the way one grapples with a lost bar of soap in the bath,” i feel like that was the first time i really understood what you could do with words.

drinkmasturbatecry:

nudityandnerdery:

the-fandoms-are-valentines:

grandtheftautosanandreas:

Douglas Adams is the best when it comes to describe characters

they need to teach classes on Douglas Adams analogies okay

He leant tensely against the corridor wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis.”

"Stones, then rocks, then boulders which pranced past him like clumsy puppies, only much, much bigger, much, much harder and heavier, and almost infinitely more likely to kill you if they fell on you.”

"He gazed keenly into the distance and looked as if he would quite like the wind to blow his hair back dramatically at that point, but the wind was busy fooling around with some leaves a little way off.”

"It looked only partly like a spaceship with guidance fins, rocket engines and escape hatches and so on, and a great deal like a small upended Italian bistro.”

"If it was an emotion, it was a totally emotionless one. It was hatred, implacable hatred. It was cold, not like ice is cold, but like a wall is cold. It was impersonal, not as a randomly flung fist in a crowd is impersonal, but like a computer-issued parking summons is impersonal. And it was deadly - again, not like a bullet or a knife is deadly, but like a brick wall across a motorway is deadly.”

And, of course:

"The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don’t."

the one that will always stay with me is “Arthur Dent was grappling with his consciousness the way one grapples with a lost bar of soap in the bath,” i feel like that was the first time i really understood what you could do with words.

I shot him, and it had to be
One of us! “Twas him or me.
Couldn’t be helped,” and none can blame
Me, for you would do the same.

My mother, she can’t sleep for fear
Of what might be a-happening here
To me. Perhaps it might be best
To die, and set her fears at rest.

For worst is worst, and worry’s done.
Perhaps he was the only son…
Yet God keeps still, and does not say
A word of guidance any way.

Well, if they get me, first I’ll find
That boy, and tell him all my mind,
And see who felt the bullet worse,
And ask his pardon, if I durst.

All’s a tangle. Here’s my job.
A man might rave, or shout, or sob;
And God He takes no sort of heed
This is a bloody mess indeed.

The Target
Ivor Gurney

What of the faith and fire within us
Men who march away
Ere the barn-cocks say
Night is growing gray,
To hazards whence no tears can win us;
What of the faith and fire within us
Men who march away!

It is a purblind prank, O think you,
Friend with the musing eye
Who watch us stepping by
With doubt and delorous sigh?
Can much pondering hoodwink you so?
Is it a purblind prank, O think you,
Friend with the musing eye?

Nay. We see will see we are doing,
Though some may not see-
Dalliers as they be-
England’s need are we;
Her distress would leave us rueing:
Nay. We will see what we are doing
Though some many not see!

In our heart of hearts believing
Victory crowns the just,
And that braggarts must
Surely bite the dust,
Press we to the field ungrieving
In our heart of hearts believing
Victory crowns the just.

Hence the faith and fire withins us
Men who march away
Ere the barn-cocks say
Night is growing gray,
To hazards whence no tears can win us;
Hence the faith and fire withins us
Men who march away.

Men Who March Away
Thomas Hardy

When you see millions of
  the mouthless dead
Across your dreams in pale
  battalions go,
Say not soft things as other
  men have said,
That you’ll remember. For
   you need not so.
Give them not praise. For
  deaf, how should they know
It is not curses heaped on
  each gashed head?
Nor tears. Their blind eyes
   see not your tears flow.
Nor honour. it is easy to be
  dead. Say only this, ‘They are
  dead.’ Then add thereto
'Yet many a better one has
  died before.’
Then, scanning all the
  o’ercrowded mass, should you
Percieve one face that you
  loved heretofore,
It is a spook. None wears
  the face you knew.
Great death has made all his
  for evermore.

When You See Millions of the Mouthless Dead
Charles Hamilton Sorely

When first I came here I had hope,
Hope for I knew not what. Fast beat
My heart at the sight of the tall slope
Of grass and yews, as my feet

Only by scaling its steps of chalk
Would see something no other hill
Ever disclosed. And now I walk
Down it the last time. Never will

My heart beat so again at sight
Of any hill although as fair
And loftier. For infinite
The change, late unpercieved, this year,

The twelfth, suddenly, shows me plain.
Hope now, - not health, nor cheerfulness,
Since they can come and go again,
As often one brief hour witnesses, -

Just hope has gone forever.
Perhaps I may love other hills yet more
Than this: the future and the maps
Hide something I was waiting for.

One thing I know, that love with chance
And use and time and necessity
Will grow, and louder the heart’s distance
At parting than at meeting be.

When First
Edward Thomas

Sombre the night is.
And though we have our lives, we know
What sinister threat lurks there.

Dragging these anguished limbs, we only know
This poison-blasted track opens on our camp -
On a little safe sleep.

But hark! joy-joy - strange joy.
Lo! heights of night ringing with unseen larks.
Music showering on our upturned list’ning faces.

Death could drop from dark
As easily as a song -
But song only dropped,
Like a blind man’s dreams on the sand
By dangerous tides,
Like a girl’s dark hair for she dreams no ruin lies there,
Or her kisses where a serpent hides.

Returning, We Hear The Larks
Isaac Rosenberg