Finally, a post exemplifying why I started this thing. Look, every book is a risk. I will not know until I’ve tried it if I’ll like it or not. This is common sense. I. Know. This.
But dammit, I haven’t finished a book in over a month and I am TIRED OF THAT SHIT. I am ready to enjoy a damn book. Any book. I want the next one I try to be fabulous. I demand it. Hell, I actually deserve it. This is my number one pastime, which is essentially an activity meant to be enjoyed. I have paid money for all the books I’ve not enjoyed the last month or so and I will say why they sucked. Then I will let that go and try to find my fucking unicorn. Because at this point the Enjoyable Book is starting to feel like a myth.
Yo, Unicorn! Prance your happy ass on over here!
That there will be no new Kate Daniels series book till 2013.
Sad panda, here, folks. A late, sad panda.
…when I started book blogging - having informed someone at some point that I don’t read nonfiction, erotic romance, porn, baby name books, chick lit, bad biographies, any biographies, books where animals die and get made into movies - that this would be what I got in my inbox almost daily:
That title’s a little small. This treasure offered to me is: That’s Incredible! The World’s Most Unbelievable Facts & Records.
“Kids and adults alike are guaranteed to say “Wow!” and have “Aha!” moments as they discover cool and incredible facts, figures and records.”
WOW! Aha. But what does this have to do with romance, sci fi or fantasy books…
Whew! Bit of a mouthful there. Once you get to the article, you too may know the degree of my dismay at the idea of publishing industry professionals asking authors to turn their gay characters straight. How….appalling. Sickening. Wrong. I’m still a little blown away that this problem is more widespread than I realized that I’m sure I’ll come up with some better descriptors for my feelings later. In the meantime, just read that article.