Oberon shook his head sadly. "No, seriously, Edward. We need to talk about a few things. And after you completely fail to comprehend them, I expect I'll need to tie you up in an elven ring for a month so Puck can repeat them at you over and over and over."
Doooooooooo eeeeeeeeeeet.
I could see myself answering a similar question with "He likes it on the hoof,okay?"
But I'm crude like that.
Remind me when Yuletide is over to post a relevant excerpt.
Yeah, I would guess that most vamp writers think blood is neat, not gross.
Doooooooooo eeeeeeeeeeet.
That would require rereading A Midsummer Night's Dream (yay!) and at least one of the Twilight series (er, no thanks). But anyone who wants to run with it is welcome. (Releases bunny into the wild.)
Elizabeth Bear story over at tor.com.
The Kindle is exactly like Hitler.
I am not even exaggerating. This is how the article begins:
When I hear the term Kindle I think not of imaginations fired but of crematoria lit. And when I hear the term "hi-tech" I think not of helpful androids efficiently performing household chores or light-speed rockets gliding seamlessly through space but of the fact that between 1933-45, modern technology was used to perform in ever more efficient ways the mass murder of six million of my people.
Is there an ultra-Godwin we can apply to this? Because my brain hurts trying to understand his arguments.
He is completely batshit insane. I actually registered with HuffPo to comment.
He replies to a lot of comments and simply solidifies his batshit insanity in doing so.
(And the essay made me want an e-book reader, though not a Kindle. I know the iPod Touch has an e-book reader -- or maybe there's an app for that [oh yes, I said it] -- which is swaying me further toward getting an iPod Touch.)
There's a Kindle app for the iPhone/iPod Touch, and also an app called Stanza that's got a more limited catalog.
I don't think my eyes would forgive me if I tried to read that much solid text on an iPhone screen, so I'd prefer to have Kindle or a Nook just for the e-ink display. You know, the next time I find $300 in my couch cushions.
You know, the next time I find $300 in my couch cushions.
The Salvation Army just picked up my old couch -- I hope The Boy remembered to take the stash of $100 bills out of it!
I'm asking family members for B&N giftcards just so I can get a Nook. And, no, I don't get a discount on it even though I work there. Damnit.
Oops, wrong thread! Reposting in Bitches.