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Nov. 6th, 2009 10:51 amI wonder if I will ever outgrow my love of YA vampire books? Hell, most YA stuff. I'm thinking no, but still. Finished Uninvited which had the added bonus of the staaaaaar of the book have a severe case of social anxiety. Which she dealt with by drinking and doing whatever drug she could get her hands on. And sleeping around.
To which I wondered if maybe I'd missed my calling back in HS. Is that all it would've taken to get me out of my shell? Some Regina-Morrow-died-for-our-sins-coke? Because I'm thinking no. Just... no. So, the writer giveth and the writer taketh away, all in the span of a paragraph. Sad. Aside from the, "I... don't think you're doing that right" thing, I kind of liked it. I liked it more by the end than I did as a whole, but you take what you can get. And I can believe that if your dead ex boyfriend returned from the grave as a vampire, you might get shitfaced every night and stay home where you wouldn't let him in.
But I'm not sure you wouldn't learn to sleep in the laundry room or something.
Was reminded that I read LKH's entry in Never After. Can He Bake A Cherry Pie? which is probably the worst title I've heard in a long, long, long time. I'll read all sorts of crap, and I love fairy tales turned on their heads, even if it's just a bit of a tweak going on, but I had no interest in whatever the title was selling. And I cut people slack on names and titles because I'm awful at both, okay?
I had to stop part of the way through and wonder what goes on in LKH's mind. I didn't mind it while reading it for the most part, although the opening is bad. Run on sentence bad. And there are funny bits (some I suspect are meant to be funny) and yet it never... works fully. Not her worst by any stretch of ye olde imagination, though not her best, either. I wonder if the other stories are any good.
It's fucking cold here, man.
To which I wondered if maybe I'd missed my calling back in HS. Is that all it would've taken to get me out of my shell? Some Regina-Morrow-died-for-our-sins-coke? Because I'm thinking no. Just... no. So, the writer giveth and the writer taketh away, all in the span of a paragraph. Sad. Aside from the, "I... don't think you're doing that right" thing, I kind of liked it. I liked it more by the end than I did as a whole, but you take what you can get. And I can believe that if your dead ex boyfriend returned from the grave as a vampire, you might get shitfaced every night and stay home where you wouldn't let him in.
But I'm not sure you wouldn't learn to sleep in the laundry room or something.
Was reminded that I read LKH's entry in Never After. Can He Bake A Cherry Pie? which is probably the worst title I've heard in a long, long, long time. I'll read all sorts of crap, and I love fairy tales turned on their heads, even if it's just a bit of a tweak going on, but I had no interest in whatever the title was selling. And I cut people slack on names and titles because I'm awful at both, okay?
I had to stop part of the way through and wonder what goes on in LKH's mind. I didn't mind it while reading it for the most part, although the opening is bad. Run on sentence bad. And there are funny bits (some I suspect are meant to be funny) and yet it never... works fully. Not her worst by any stretch of ye olde imagination, though not her best, either. I wonder if the other stories are any good.
It's fucking cold here, man.
