orange

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Orange postcard sized notice of doom.

Namely, we "tried" to deliver your package, but no one came to the door.

I only believe this if it's my normal mail man. The replacements have each been busted on the lie... repeatedly. [When you watch the mail truck arrive at your mailbox, shove stuff in and then move on to the next house as you scamper to the box and see the note? Yeah. Busted.]

Finished DM. I kept holding out hope there was a plot. No. Filler. So. Much. Filler. I know quite a few people had pretty much deemed this their last try book. You know, last try before Anita was relegated to the trash bin for good, or until the author found someone who didn't kiss her ass and made her insert a plot into the book and then follow it through like she used to do. I'd love to say I'll just shove the Anita books to the corner of my brain and say that's it. But I won't. I'll wonder if she ever managed to regain her sanity or fake it nice and pretty like before.

Merry's got another book or two before I scream in unfun ways. Only Laurell's all crotchsoulbound to Anita that even when working a Merry book, she's actually working a piss poor Anita book on the side.

Whore. :p

I want my box o' books, dammit.