My Kyrosmagica Review of Mistborn by Brandon Sanderson


Goodreads Synopsis:

In a world where ash falls from the sky, and mist dominates the night, an evil cloaks the land and stifles all life. The future of the empire rests on the shoulders of a troublemaker and his young apprentice. Together, can they fill the world with colour once more?
In Brandon Sanderson’s intriguing tale of love, loss, despair and hope, a new kind of magic enters the stage – Allomancy, a magic of the metals.

I joined in Jesse the Reader’s  Booksplosion Readathon of  Mistborn via Goodreads, THE FINAL EMPIRE // MISTBORN | BOOKSPLOSION READ-ALONG] JANUARY BOOK OF THE MONTH!

So, my thoughts. Mistborn was slow to start. There seemed to be so many facts to pack in, so much information to absorb. There’s even an appendix at the back of the book to explain the various terms that the author uses. But, I’m so glad that I discovered this novel because when you get to grips with the magic system this is one AMAZING book.

What did I love about it?

The short answer would be everything! Well the characters are so well crafted, and considering there are so many of them Brandon Sanderson does an incredible job of bringing them to life. I have a soft spot for Vin, aka Lady Valette. She and her half-brother Reen have had a hard life. They are part of a thieving crew with no true alliances. Her brother Reen beats her, but this is his way of toughening her up, teaching her to survive in a world that treats Skaa like animals rather than people.  Being a Skaa female is the worse fate of all, especially if you are pretty, one of the noblemen could sleep with you, and then you are put to DEATH. No mercy, serious stuff, no half measures here, no mingling of Skaa blood with nobility, this is just not allowed. Though it does happen…..

When Reen runs off and leaves Vin alone she feels deserted. But she has an ability, a gift of Luck that she doesn’t quite understand, that makes her survival in a thieving crew all the more likely. She meets Kelsier who teaches her about this gift, and joins his crew. A crew much different from any she has known before. A crew built on friendship, trust, loyalty, and above all else good men. Given her background she finds it hard to believe that such men exist. Kelsier rises up against the terrible atrocities directed at the Skaa populace. He inspires men to follow him to rebel against the ruler and Vin joins him in this task. He becomes like a father figure to her, a man she trusts and admires. A true friendship and respect grows, one that warms the heart and inspires hope. Her place in this uprising is to  act as a spy, to attend parties and balls in Luthadel to spy on the nobles. A task which she finds hard given she has lived the life of a street urchin, and now has to behave like a noble woman. She learns etiquette and manners and is accepted into a society in which terrible truths about the nobles’ cruelty are hidden behind a veneer of supposed respectability.

Kelsier enjoys stirring up trouble, in fact he seems to thrive on it. He’s a survivor of the mining Pits of Hathsin,  where atium, the most powerful metal used for Allomancy, is mined. When his wife Mare is killed on a heist the grief and trauma of the event make him “Snap” to become a Mistborn with superhuman powers. His pain and suffering at the loss of his wife is great and her alleged betrayal of him makes him suffer even more. Kelsier is determined to bring down the Lord Ruler, who controls the Skaa, and treats them like slaves.The Lord Ruler’s right to do this is never challenged. He controls and dampens down the populace with his ability to control their thoughts.

Is the Lord Ruler a God, an immortal being, or is he able to die?

Is Kelsier’s reasoning driven by pure revenge, or does he really care for the Skaa?

Is Vin the most powerful Mistborn of all? Can she be the one to save them?


Breeze is known as a Smoother. He Pushes on emotions. This guy soothes the emotions of others, making them trusting. Believe me this ability is needed in this rebellion!  Pulling on emotions has the opposite effect making a person less trusting and more determined.

Dockson “Dox” is a skaa plantation runaway, he is Mr Organiser, the space and supplies officiando.

Ham is a Thug. This tough guy handles security as well as training their army.

Clubs is a Smoker. No he doesn’t smoke cigarettes! He stops the bad guys sensing what the rebellion crew are up to, and stops them being discovered by Inquisitors.

Lord Renoux is an imposter.  His role is to procure armaments and supplies. Vin pretends to be his niece. Later he becomes a kandra, a sentient mistwraith, a creature that absorbs bodies and replicates the person who originally inhabited the body. Yuk!

Sazed is a Terrisman, a Keeper who specialises in religions and languages.  He is a eunuch who has been bred to work as a Steward.  His role is to teach Vin and protect her, a job that he does admirably. He is a Feruchemist, who is able to store metals and uses up their attributes later.

Marsh is Kelsier’s brother, a Seeker, and the former leader of the rebellion.

Spook… is a guy with a weird pattern of speech, who develops a crush on Vin/Valette.

Master Elend Venture, son and heir of House Venture.  A romantic diversion for Vin/Vallette! His character develops from a rather uncertain young man to a much more enlightened fellow as the novel progresses.

Lord Straff Venture is his horrible, uncaring father. His family’s  source of wealth is the mines in which the Lord ruler’s Atium is mined.

Yeden is the rebellion’s  financer who has hired Kelsier to supply him with an army to make the rebellion possible.

Obligators witness contracts and events, and enforce the Lord Ruler’s law.

Inquisitors are talented mistings, “unmatched warriors”, who maintain law and order for the Lord Ruler.

A Misting has the ability to use one of the magical system gifts. Skaa can be mistings but this is rare. Skaa can only be mistings  if they have noble blood. Vin’s father is a high prelan obligator in the steel ministry.

Mistborn  means that you can use all the magical system gifts and are entitled to wear this amazing cloak! Loved the cloak!

Brandon Sanderson’s novel  delivers several genres together in an almighty extravaganza: a thriller, political intrigue, a coming of age story, as well as a fantasy, martial arts, and romance.

Brandon Sanderson delivers the intricacies of the magical system in a way that made them accessible and understandable to the reader. He names the metals as they are being used so we could see their amazing effects in action, and boy do I mean ACTION. There is a lot of Amazing Action in this book, and a bit of gore too so be prepared! This is one superb magic system. It kind of made me imagine a martial arts kind of magic system, so controlled, awe inspiring, and visually stunning. A big high five kick for that! There is so much originality in this novel, wherever did Brandon Sanderson come up with all of his ideas? Just when you thought he couldn’t possibly think of anything else to add into his magical mix he came up with burning metals to enhance powers, and the whisperings of another unexplored metal….. the eleventh metal.

Here are the reasons why I think you should read this book:

Excitement: An army of men hidden from the soldiers, Inquisitors and the Lord Ruler.

Incitement: Create rumour, chaos, and uncertainty in the Great Houses to overthrow the Government.

Disruption and Confusion: Of the economic wealth of the great houses, and the Garrison.

Threat: To the all powerful Lord Ruler himself.

Intrigue: Who is the Lord Ruler? Is he good or bad?

Magic System: Awesome, clever, imaginative. Loved it. Kick Ass Martial Art Amazing.

Characters: Wonderful

Dialogue: Absorbing

Plot: It just got better and better as the novel progressed.

Trust and Sacrifice: The nature of trust, love and the willingness to make enormous sacrifices for the good of all.

Hope: A wonderful sense of hope against all the desperate odds for the downtrodden Skaa.

Ending: Great twist in the tale.

An almost impossible task but can the rebellion be accomplished?

Is it a fool hardy dream? Is the Skaa rebellion doomed to failure? Read the book and find out!!

I am looking forward to reading more in this series, this is Book one of The Final Empire series.

My rating:

Well Victoria Schwab gave it 5 stars, I tend to agree! So I’m giving it 5 Martial Arts High Fives!


This book was recommended by two fellow book bloggers:

K H Lim, a guy who just likes to read, read, read! and my eldest daughter, Tasha Mallon who is studying English Literature at University and is an excellent source of advice on what to read. She likes to read, read, read too!

Favourite quotes:

“But you can’t kill me, Lord Tyrant. I represent that one thing you’ve never been able to kill, no matter how hard you try. I am hope.”

Our belief is often strongest when it should be weakest. That is the nature of hope.”

“How do you ‘accidentally’ kill a noble man in his own mansion?”
“With a knife in the chest. Or, rather, a pair of knives in the chest…”

“The right belief is like a good cloak, I think. If it fits you well, it keeps you warm and safe. The wrong fit however, can suffocate.”

“Women? Women are like…thunderstorms. They’re beautiful to look at, and sometimes they’re nice to listen to-but most of the time they’re just plain inconvenient.”

“Honestly, for an evil god of darkness, he certainly can be dull.”

“And Vin liked solitude. When you’re alone, no one can betray you”

“Are there any religions on your list that include the slaughter of noblemen as a holy duty?”

For more information, author annotations, deleted scenes, and expanded world information:

Have you read Mistborn? Do leave a comment, I’d love to hear from you.

Bye for now,


Marje @ Kyrosmagica xx

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I’ve won Summertime



I  liked the title of this blog post: I won Summertime. Sounds good doesn’t it? But, nothing is as it seems……

Anyway you’ll gather from the photo of the book that I’ve won a copy. Yes, I just heard on twitter that I’m one of the lucky winners to have won a copy of Summertime by Vanessa Lafaye via Holly’s Giveaway rafflecopter.

Goodreads synopsis of Summertime:

Horrifying and beautiful, Summertime is a fictionalised account of one of the most devastating natural disasters in US history.

Florida Keys, 1935. Hurricane Season.

Tens of thousands of black and white men scarred by their experiences of war in Europe return home to find themselves abandoned to destitution by the US government.

The tiny, segregated community of Heron Key is suddenly overwhelmed by broken, disturbed men with new ideas about racial equality and nothing left to lose.

Tensions flare when a black veteran is accused of committing the most heinous crime of all against a white resident’s wife.

And not far off the strongest and most intense hurricane America has ever witnessed is gaining force.

For fans of The Help and To Kill a Mockingbird, this is the story of the greatest tragedy you’ve never heard of.

(Summertime is the title of the UK edition of Under a Dark Summer Sky)

Sounds good, looking forward to reading Summertime.


Holly’s wordpress:

Author Vanessa Lafaye wordpress site:

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My Friday images: Bonsai Bonkers

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Bonsaiempire by Luis Vila on Pininterest
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Bonsai Tree Art by Takanori Aiba


Bonsai Bonkers! Yes, why not? It’s Friday, so anything goes.

I just heard on twitter that I’m one of the lucky winners to have won a copy of Summertime by Vanessa Lafaye via Holly at Author Vanessa Lafaye is also on WordPress:

Sounds good, looking forward to reading Summertime.

This brightened me up no end as I’ve got a cold at the moment, so feeling a bit sorry for myself! I’m a bad, grumpy, patient. On the positive I’ve got an excuse to lie in bed and read a book so that’s got to be a plus. But, my head hurts so much I can only read a chapter at a time. Ugh…….

So I’m cheering myself up by celebrating, Bonsai style! While blowing my nose, sniffling into a handkerchief, gulping down two paracetamols and sucking on a sore throat tablet, I’m typing up this post, that’s a bloggers dedication for you. Madness……

Ok, a Bonsai celebration seems a bit bonkers but that’s me, I’m a bit random!

Here’s some little Bonsai Bonkers thumbnails to get you smiling:






Cute aren’t they? Oh, and some spectacular colours and settings too, even found a Bonsai in the desert:





Have a wonderful weekend. Keep away from people like me, we’re full of germs. No hand shaking, or kissing strangers, they’re full of germs!

Bonsai Links:

Noelanders Trophy:

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A Dream Bus Induced By A Curry


Spices can do strange things to you. There’s no doubt about it. I experienced the weirdest dream. Normally my husband is the one to have those exciting, technicolour dreams, but I reckon for that night I stole his dream. With that in mind, here’s a thought for all you frequent dreamers out there:


Great advice from Hypothyroid Mom – stop stealing dreams it’s a dangerous business.


A Dream Bus Induced By A Curry

After having a lovely family dinner  at Bollywood Spice in Cambridge I dreamt I was at a holiday camp. I’m not sure if I was with my family. Though, I certainly wasn’t alone. One of my friends was nearby climbing up a trellis. She didn’t seem to want to come down to greet me, and my other friend was making her way towards me on this unfamiliar pathway. She asked me if I wanted to go swimming. I didn’t have my costume with me so I said No. After they left I was angry with myself for saying No.  It was too nice a day not to indulge in a lovely swim.Why hadn’t I said, yes? It wouldn’t take me a minute to join them.   I can’t remember the exact details of what happened next but I was now standing in my swimming costume.

The quiet pathway was replaced by a long colourful slide. I was kind of hoping that it would be like one of those pretty, colourful slides that you sometimes see at water parks overseas. Gentle. The kind I prefer! Yes, I’m a bit of a wimp, but the good thing about a dream is you can be as brave as you want to be. You can be a hero.


In my dream the water slide looked more like this:  EEK!!!!!


There were kids everywhere, screaming, shouting and jostling for position. Reluctantly, I joined the end of the very long queue to take a ride. I hesitated when I reached the front,  hovering, unsure what to do next. The children behind me were getting impatient so I had no choice. If I didn’t move I was sure they were going to shove me off the end of the slide.  I didn’t fancy that, so, with trepidation, I, reluctant hero in the making, launched myself.  I had no idea where the slide would take me, or what further dangers might await me. It’s punishing ride seemed to go on and on forever. I was thrown from side to side, turned upside down, every possible permutation. But at last my trial came to an abrupt end.  I fell off and landed on the concrete with one last great whoosh of water. I swallowed a huge gulp, and spent the next five or ten minutes coughing it up. I tried to wipe my eyes but this was almost impossible as I had nothing to dry myself with. I squeezed some of the water out of my hair, and tried to dry my eyes again. This time I was a bit more successful. I was rewarded by the blurry sight of a town. I’m very short-sighted so it was very blurry!  An unfamiliar, blurry town! Just as I was about to set off to explore,  one of my fellow revellers came off the slide, and engulfed me up to the shins in water again. Before I  had a chance to talk to her she wandered off. How unfriendly! So I was alone again. Undaunted I made my way to the local hotel and walked straight into the lobby. I was still dressed in my swimming costume,  bare foot, and  dripping wet, yet nobody seemed to notice. It was almost as if this was an everyday occurrence. I had no idea where I was or how to get back home. So I approached one of the hotel staff and asked for help. Soon, several members of the hotel team  gathered around me in a brainstorming session to discuss how to get me back home safely.


It was as if the hotel had come to a standstill and my plight was the most important thing on the agenda! Finally a decision was made, two of  the hotel receptionists would escort me out of the hotel and help me find a taxi home. My two helpers sent me off in the right direction. When we arrived at the taxi rank they presented me with a bulging purse. The buckle of the purse was struggling to contain its overstuffed contents.   I opened it.  It was full of CASH!!!!

There were notes and coins of every denomination.

I smiled at the generosity and kindness of these strangers.

“Thank you so much for all your help, but this purse is too full, I can’t take this. Surely it won’t cost me this much to get back?” I asked.

One of the receptionists appeared puzzled. I began to wonder if I was so far from home that a purse full of money was the only way that I could ever have a hope of returning. She glanced at her colleague as if she expected her to say something but she gave no answer, and receiving none, she just smiled.

Finally her colleague spoke. “I don’t know where you’re going, or how you came to be here, but you must ride the yellow taxi, so keep the purse,  every single penny.”

So, I did as I was told. I accepted the gift of the large purse. It would have been churlish not to.  I looked around. This was no ordinary taxi stop. It was more like a bus stop. There were folding down seats for people to sit  on, and a shelter with a roof to keep out the rain. A large vehicle appeared,  it was bright yellow, and looked just like a bright yellow school bus. Thank goodness I didn’t have to propel it with my own foot power.


This was no ordinary bus, it was my taxi home.  It was a bright yellow VINDALOO Taxi bus induced by a curry, with a large CAUTION sign stamped across it’s front.


Those spices really had fizzed and bubbled and caused one heck load of mischief. I never knew what happened to the rest of the dream as I woke up. Of course. Why is it we always wake up before we find out the conclusion to our dreams? Who knows if I rode the Vindaloo taxi home or not? But it does seem as if I had the sense to accept the big wad of money! Interesting………… Wow, those technicolour dreams are fun hope I steal another one soon!



What an extraordinary dream! Do you find that spices make you have crazy dreams too? Do tell.



Bye for now.

Marje @ Kyrosmagica. xx

© Marjorie Mallon 2015

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Blogging Sites For Authors and Bloggers


Good Morning bloggers and authors. I would like to share with you some great sites I’ve found for helping, sharing and linking with fellow authors and bloggers.


Here they are:

Koobug is about authors.”

“Koobug is a place for you to read authors’ blogs, learn about their books, interact with them, and start blogging for yourself.

Koobug is a site for writers to show and sell their work. We feature links to buying elsewhere, and will soon be releasing our own book reader apps and software, giving authors a much better cut of the price.

Koobug was created by writers and authors – both traditionally and self-published. We want our site to encourage and let people discover high quality writing. We hope this site inspires you to start or continue writing, and that it helps you to achieve great things. Write to be read.

Koobug is evolving; you can follow that evolution on our own blog, in the ‘latest from us’ section.”


A twitter find today: Free Facebook advertising from LP Training.

This sounds good, still to investigate thoroughly but you can download or click the videos to watch.


The Word Factory – Writing sites round up in January

Including submitting tips from the Curtis Brown Agency:


Blots and Plots. How to find a freelance editor:

From Jenny Bravo, some tips about finding a freelance editor.


First draft post:

Author Rebecca Bradley Interviewing Rebecca Muddiman about her first draft process:


Free e-books for writers:

Guest post from Ronovan from Ronovan Writes on Jen’s Pen Den, with five excellent book suggestions for writers, including Write Good Or Die!


Making your own e-books:

Six part series of making your own e-books by David Cronin on Sally Cronin’s blog:


Bloggers link up:

This link up is from Vicky who “works from home as a writer, social media marketer and sometime bookkeeper.”


Monday Blogs:

Got something to say on a Monday? Look no further shout it out using #MondayBlogs Twitter Hastag via Rachel Thompson of Bad red head Media. There’s a Giveaway too, but hurry it finishes very soon.


Directory of Memes:

I had a go at doing this earlier on in one of my previous blog posts. Lisa Wolf of Book Shelf Fantasies is compiling a directory of memes so contact her if you would like to be added.


Creative commons licenses for your blog:


To finish off this Tuesday morning post I’d recommend stopping by photogwriter blog, this stunning photo of Seattle King County Public Library is from SHARI BRADBURY, photographer and writer.


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My Friday Delight: A Touch of Cacti Heaven

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Cactus Botanical Garden Nong Nooch, Thailand

I have a fondness for Cacti and Bonsai. So, I thought I’d share with you some really gorgeous examples of Cactii Heaven. Will be doing a similar blog post for Bonsai soon. Hope you enjoy my Cacti Heaven.

My search for Cacti Heaven took me to Thailand. Only kidding. I wish. I was in my little office in Cambridge, googling cactii.  These whoppers are from Nang Nooch in Thailand,  and  kind of look like giant melons with spiky intruder alarms.

This one’s extra precious so it needs three alarms!

 Its protecting its little pot plant neighbours.


 A close up please.


Then this cactus caught my eye with its stack of colourful toes.

Lots of them!


Here’s more from the beautiful Nong Nooch Gardens in Thailand

What a serious collection of owls!

Very wise.

Nong Nooch Gardens Thailand

Take A Look At These

Cactus Flowers Are So Beautiful







Keep On Going The Best Is Still To Come

Don’t Disappear

Or Make A Cup of Coffee

There’s Blue Treasure At The End!






Blue Treasure! It’s bluer than the sky above.

It kind of resembles a giant Sea Urchin that’s lost in the Desert!

Surrounded by lesser beings

Who worship its blue magnificence.

But Don’t Touch!


This Fellow below is a spiky Golden Ball Cactus




Discover the beauty of Nong Nooch Tropical Garden, Thailand:

Information on wikipedia:


There are 2,000 species of our cacti friends which make their homes in deserts and bone dry climates. They are found in the Americas, from Patagonia in the south to parts of western Canada in the north—except for Rhipsalis baccifera, commonly known as the Mistletoe cactus, which grows in the Caribbean, Florida, Africa and Sri Lanka.

Mistletoe cactus in bloom

So our Cacti friends have to be great water conservers to survive.  Cacti don’t like animals munching on their leaves or people touching, so they have sharp spines which aren’t fun to eat if you’re an animal, and cause pain to touch if you’re a human. Been there done that!  These spines also act as a way for the plant to gather much needed water. Water vapor in the air condenses on those prickly spines and then drips to the ground, where the roots thirstily suck, and slurp it in. Their ingenuity doesn’t stop there, the roots are smart too, they are shallow and widely spread out to make the most of condensation and the rare desert rain showers. Did you know that a cactus can be between 80 and 90 percent water? The thick walls of this clever plant keep its water from evaporating. In fact, a cactus can be a thousand times better at water conservation than a different kind of plant of the same weight. Given these abilities it isn’t surprising that cacti are found in the Atacama Desert, one of the driest places on earth.

Hot, Hot, Hot! The Atacama Desert


Do you like Cacti too? Or maybe Japanese Bonsai?  If so do drop a comment in my box and let me know, or else I might just:


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