I have a question about Laurell K. Hamilton. I've never read her, but I find this sentence from her Wikipedia entry hilarious:
Her prose eschews the use of the subjunctive mode.
What is that supposed to mean? That is the sole descriptor of her prose. That's her trademark? That she doesn't realize that it's "I wish I were"?
That's her trademark? That she doesn't realize that it's "I wish I were"?
From the couple books I read, I would say her trademarks are bad sex and over-description of clothes.
She doesn't believe there is anything contrary to fact, particularly if it's related to sex.
"So, if my privates were suddenly to start making noises like a brass band -- hang on, actually, they already are..."
"So, if my privates were suddenly to start making noises like a brass band -- hang on, actually, they already are..."
So tempted to COMM this out of context. I've never read any of her stuff, but this made me snorfle my water.
The first several books were okay, before Anita turned into UberMarySue. Still too many descriptions of clothes, but not a lot of sex and more logic. I haven't read one in awhile but she's bound by some weird sex magic to a sexy vampire, an emo werewolf, and some other dude. And she has to have sex or DIE so she has lots of sex with other random guys. And all the men either are male strippers with super long hair or look like male strippers with super long hair or were male strippers with really long hair.
And the clothing descriptions for the most part are boring. It's not like reading what Jilli wore it's all -- black jeans, black tshirt, with a royal blue button down shirt and black Nikes with a matching royal blue swoosh.
And the clothing descriptions for the most part are boring. It's not like reading what Jilli wore it's all -- black jeans, black tshirt, with a royal blue button down shirt and black Nikes with a matching royal blue swoosh.
Heh. I was about to say "And they're descriptions of BORING clothes!"
The early books are acceptible popcorn books for when you're tired and want fluffy distractions.
Oh, and Americans don't believe it's sex unless the woman gets penetrated, and in the first few books she was very proud of her chastity.
I had to give away all the copies of her books I had, because throwing them across the room was getting tiresome.
I'm reading
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
for the first time. I swear, it's like he just made shit up as he went along. "So she sees a rabbit and goes down a hole and then drinks something and eats something and cries a giant pool and runs in a race and gets trapped in a house and see a big puppy and then meets a caterpillar on a mushroom."
Her issues with intimacy are weird in the first books, I can understand sex being a big thing, but there's one book where she ends up with one of the werewolves in the same bed with her over night (she was protecting him or something). Anita was all weird with her Emo Werewolf boyfriend the next day because that was the first time she'd actually slept with a man and it was sort of equated with losing her virginity in the seriousness that she took it and Emo Werewolf didn't.
Richard, that's his name Richard the Emo Werewolf who she based on her now ex husband. She really wrote herself into a corner with that because from what I understand Hamilton doesn't like her ex, but Anita has to have sex with Richard
or die.
Unless she's figured away to retcon her way out of that.