I just shake my head at Neil Gaiman detractors and feel vaguely sorry fir them.
Soulless
was, as The Kids say, totes ridic, and I loved it beyond all reason. It was just so frothy and silly! With vampires and werewolves and tea trays and bustled dresses! What can I say, sometimes I'm really easy to please.
I need to read Souless. Vampires and tea trays? The friend who told me that I HAD to read it apparently knows me quite well.
I covet the parasol SO MUCH.
Every time you guys mention the parasol I go right to a Mary Poppins place. Which isn't a bad thing!
Is anyone else reading the Melissa Marr faerie books? I know (I think) I've asked before, but I'm really loving them. They're a lot more unflinching and less frothy than I expected, and I'm thrilled. The second one, especially, hit some dark places.
Honestly, I don't dislike Gaiman, but I haven't felt the urge to read anything he's done since Coraline. It might just be that I OD'd; there are a couple of writers who I was quite into for a while, but it started to feel like an obligation rather than genuine enjoyment. (I had the same experience with Jonathan Carroll. Maybe it's contemporary fantasy in general that I got tired of.)
You wanted steampunk, you got steampunk (you wanted an end to mashups? You don't got it): Android Karenina.
Guess no one noticed when I posted that last week.
I wouldn't say no one, just... not ita.
And, to be fair, not me either. But that's because I ignore EVERYTHING you say, whereas she may just not have been reading.
(er. sarcasm. right? On the internets no one can hear you use a wry tone of voice.)
I skim at work. I apologise for the oversight.