That's what ALL the cowgirls say.
Ah, yes, of course. The gypsies, they gave you your soul. The gypsies are filthy people. Ptui! We shall speak of them no more.
Ilona Costa Bianchi ,'The Girl in Question'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Scrappy - Jan 31, 2008 2:05:08 pm PST #4982 of 28343
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Jesse - Jan 31, 2008 5:57:15 pm PST #4983 of 28343
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Hmph.
meara - Jan 31, 2008 7:22:54 pm PST #4984 of 28343
But Jesse, if you come to Seattle, I'll take you to meet some Urban Cowboys...two-stepping. It's mad fun. At the leather bar.
Um, OK, so they're all gay. Whatever!!
Toddson - Feb 01, 2008 4:13:29 am PST #4985 of 28343
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
T-shirt I saw once - a rather dejected looking cowboy (hat, chaps) and the words "I've been a bad cowboy. Send me to your room".
lisah - Feb 01, 2008 5:55:39 am PST #4986 of 28343
Punishingly Intricate
Jesse - Feb 01, 2008 6:11:09 am PST #4987 of 28343
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Kind of??
lisah - Feb 01, 2008 6:21:37 am PST #4988 of 28343
Punishingly Intricate
Kind of??
ummmm...well...we were playing mostly terrible country crossover hits from the 80s but, dang, some were pretty fun!
Hayden - Feb 01, 2008 6:48:31 am PST #4989 of 28343
aka "The artist formerly known as Corwood Industries."
Man, Lisa! That's some kind of hairdo you're sporting there.
lisah - Feb 01, 2008 9:44:27 am PST #4990 of 28343
Punishingly Intricate
That's some kind of hairdo you're sporting there.
It's called the Cheap Wig + Hairspray!
Susan W. - Feb 01, 2008 11:08:53 am PST #4991 of 28343
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
I just set aside a romance by a debut author that's been getting raves all over the internets. It wasn't bad--the writing quality alone was better than 90% of what's out there. It's just that after a few chapters I wasn't really engrossed, so I went skimming ahead: aborted sex scene early on, check, lots of action because it's a spy story, check, consummation scene, check, one last big threat before they can live happily ever after, check.
When did I become so impossible to please? At the rate I'm going, I'll have nothing left but re-reading classics and waiting for new books from the five or ten living authors who can either surprise me or use formula in a way that feels delightfully classic instead of predictable and yawn-inducing. And I feel bad because I don't think I'm anything close to a perfect storyteller myself, and I don't want to be hard on other authors. I just can't seem to help it. I've become far too easily bored.
ETA I know I've grumped about stuff like this before, but it seems to be getting worse. This was a good book. A few years ago I would've loved it. It didn't have any of the historical errors or awkward writing that normally mark wallbangers for me. I just couldn't be bothered to care about the outcome of the story.