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Remember awful books brought to the tech desk at AX. I look at motorbike.

Didn't know I was a closet Holmesian, didya?

Does the absolute WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS CRAP now make sense? Oh no, I can go on.

Awful book in question is this little lovely - the tale of Sherlock Holmes and his nineteen-year-old-ward Mary Russell, who eventually marries the archetype...but I digress.

THERE ARE FIVE BOOKS IN A SERIES. I might have to read them just to figure out if the writing is just that good or not. Something.

(reannon is tickled pink that her really good, original as all hell stuff finally made it to print after some of the hardest work she's had to do on her own dime promoting them, yuki_onna is flattened to discover that she really IS as good as she is, after publishing chapbooks and so forth for years, cadhla just sold books she's been working on for years and years...and here's someone who's been mining someone else's works, clearly self-inserting and got five books out of it. WHAT.)

Don't look at me like that. The 'new' BSG also gets much the same reaction. Dudes - GREAT show. Dudes - write your own stuff next time!

*pants* *snarls*

Oh, Nicholas Meyer, of Sevent-Per-Cent-Solution fame...which remains of the best re-working of the Holmesian genre, IMHO...you wouldn't do this to me. The second book you did? Not so good...what was the title of that again? Oh yeah, West End Horror (about Jack the Ripper)...what's this? A third book I didn't know about? Oh! Happy!

*looks*

Ya gotta be kidding me.

Am I the only one who remembers that Holmes was one of the most dyed-in-the wool, best examples of, no question about it, SO GAY IT HURTS misogynist?!

I guess. So.

Six more for the 50 Books Challenge list, here they come. Hope I can hang onto my lunch long enough. (Abebooks, take me away!)

Blame the Starsky & Hutch fandom. Blame blame blame.

Remember awful books brought to the tech desk at AX. I look at motorbike.

Didn't know I was a closet Holmesian, didya?

Does the absolute WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS CRAP now make sense? Oh no, I can go on.

Awful book in question is this little lovely - the tale of Sherlock Holmes and his nineteen-year-old-ward Mary Russell, who eventually marries the archetype...but I digress.

THERE ARE FIVE BOOKS IN A SERIES. I might have to read them just to figure out if the writing is just that good or not. Something.

(reannon is tickled pink that her really good, original as all hell stuff finally made it to print after some of the hardest work she's had to do on her own dime promoting them, yuki_onna is flattened to discover that she really IS as good as she is, after publishing chapbooks and so forth for years, cadhla just sold books she's been working on for years and years...and here's someone who's been mining someone else's works, clearly self-inserting and got five books out of it. WHAT.)

Don't look at me like that. The 'new' BSG also gets much the same reaction. Dudes - GREAT show. Dudes - write your own stuff next time!

*pants* *snarls*

Oh, Nicholas Meyer, of Sevent-Per-Cent-Solution fame...which remains of the best re-working of the Holmesian genre, IMHO...you wouldn't do this to me. The second book you did? Not so good...what was the title of that again? Oh yeah, West End Horror (about Jack the Ripper)...what's this? A third book I didn't know about? Oh! Happy!

*looks*

Ya gotta be kidding me.

Am I the only one who remembers that Holmes was one of the most dyed-in-the wool, best examples of, no question about it, SO GAY IT HURTS misogynist?!

I guess. So.

Six more for the 50 Books Challenge list, here they come. Hope I can hang onto my lunch long enough. (Abebooks, take me away!)

Blame the Starsky & Hutch fandom. Blame blame blame.