Outlander is the first one.
I admit that, as much as I enjoyed the first one, I got bored by book 3 (that's the one where they go to America?) and gave up entirely when
the boyfriend was mistaken for a rapist and Jamie arranged for him to be captured by Indians
for a variety of reasons. Too much authorial puppetry for me.
Also, and I know this is blasphemy, but like J.D. Robb's stuff, there was too much sex. I got bored and started skimming.
All I know of Gabaldon is that she loathes fanficcers and based Jaime on a Doctor Who companion.
All I know of Gabaldon is that she loathes fanficcers and based Jaime on a Doctor Who companion.
Well, to be fair, if I had a fanficcer come up to me at a signing, tell me what I'd done wrong in my work and that their work, based on my creation was better and that they'd fixed the "mistakes," I probably wouldn't be too predisposed to care for them either.
(And this has happened to her more than once. Along with the fanficcers who tell her they fixed her work and could she introduce them to her agent and/or publisher.)
I have to say I was completely immune to alleged addictiveness of Twilight. I forced myself to read the first 75 pages (I was assigned it for book club at work) and gave up. I hate first-person narrators, and first-person annoyingly drippy teenaged girl narrators, especially.
I have to say I was completely immune to alleged addictiveness of Twilight. I forced myself to read the first 75 pages
You made it 25 pages further than I did, and I gave it two tries. I just couldn't get into it.
A book club at work picked Twilight?! Are you fucking SERIOUS?!
My English teacher heart just cracked a little.
I read about fifty pages and put it down, and months later someone convinced me to finish it. I did, but it was sort of a train wreck "is this really happening?!" thing. I read about three pages of the next one, and I just couldn't do it.
I figured Cleolinda would tell me anything I needed to know about the plot.
I think my rule would be "Fic what you like, but don't be an asshole."
and get your own damn agent.
I figured Cleolinda would tell me anything I needed to know about the plot.
This is why I still haven't read
Breaking Dawn.
I didn't even bother picking up the copy that was at the thrift store the other weekend.