the Hungry Tiger in Oz, who's gone all good and will never permit himself to eat a baby but who will never bullshit himself or anyone else by pretending that babies aren't in fact the most delicious things ever and that he doesn't crave them every minute
OMG, you've just brought the Oz books back in a rush! Fabulous!
Melissa Marr's Wicked Lovely ultimately won the big one.
Splendid! I liked it a lot - certainly WAY more than
Twilight.
Was patting the hardback sequel fondly only this afternoon, and promising it that I would buy one of its little paperback brethren as soon as they showed up on the shelf.
Honestly, it would be easier to list the people/creatures/whatever that she *hasn't* had sex with.
Let's see, no women, because I'm sure she thinks that's icky . . .
At fourteen I was reading mostly Harlequin Romances and whatever other romances I could find on mom's bookshelf that I wasn't supposed to be reading.
At 14 I think I was starting at one end of the Andre Norton shelf in the library and digging in.
At 14, I was probably still in my mystery kick, reading Mary Higgins Clark and E.W. Hildick, with a dash of fantasy like Edward Eager and E. Nesbit.
14 is about 9th grade, right? That would put it right smack at the height of my Heinlein phase.
I couldn't tell you what I was reading at 14 -- I was still very indiscriminate. I suspect I would have like
Twilight
quite a bit, but at that age I had much more patience for reading along hoping something might happen. I brought home the second book from the library, but I never read it. may never read it.
At 14 I was still in mysteries - Christie, Marsh, Sayers. And slumming in Enid Blyton's boarding school novels. I think I read LOTR that year. And Sassy magazine.
At 14 I was also still in mysteries. Also Once and Future King and a lot of Richard Brautigan and Vonnegut.
not sure...there was a lot.
maybe I would have liked Twilight, but I'd read enough of my mom's books that maybe all the hair and face touching might have seemed unsatisfying, even then.
Nice paragraph, Hecubus. You're right. Very Barton Fink
I think maybe my cops-and-robbers started at fourteen or fifteen.