"I almost met Allyson once, but got lost instead. Reading her book is the next best thing!"
The Minearverse 4: Support Group for Clumsy People
[NAFDA] "There will be an occasional happy, so that it might be crushed under the boot of the writer." From Zorro to Angel (including Wonderfalls and The Inside), this is where Buffistas come to anoint themselves in the bloodbath.
"Hello, we're Tim's beagles. If we could talk (and read, for that matter) we'd be telling you how good this book is."
Blurbs can be powerful things. I checked out The Algebraist by Iain M. Banks based on the jacket blurbs, including one from William Gibson ("Banks is a phenomenon...Wildly successful, fearlessly creative.") and one proclaiming that it is a Hugo nominee for Best Novel. I gave up after ten pages.
Sample:
Luseferous had long, sheen-black straight hair and a naturally pale complexion which had been skilfully augmented to make his skin nearly pure white. His eyes were artificially large, but just close enough to congenitally possible for people to be unsure whether they had been augmented or not. The whites beyond the black irises were a deep, livid red, and every one of his teeth had been carefully replaced with a pure, clear diamond, giving his mouth an appearance which varied from bizarre, mediaeval toothlessness to startling, glistening brilliance, entirely depending on angle and light.
omg, that's totally how I described Joss.
"Banks is a phenomenon...Wildly successful, fearlessly creative."
I think that quote is on the back of all of Banks' novels.
HA! Allyson.
your book sells a brazilian copies
What, nearly nonexistent except for a thin landing strip?
Well, there's also the itching.
sheen-black
what the hell is this? The Grammar Nazis are ready to attack!
For Betsy:
Donald Rumsfeld is giving the president his daily briefing. He concludes by saying: "Yesterday, 3 Brazilian soldiers were killed."
"OH NO!" the President exclaims. "That's terrible!"
His staff sits stunned at this display of emotion, nervously watching as the President sits, head in hands.
Finally, the President looks up and asks, "How many is a brazillion?"
I'm reading The Algebraist. I quite like it.