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I just finished Skulduggery Pleasant.
*lights up cigarette*
Damn that was fun. The only problem I can honestly think of that I have with this book - that can't more or less be made allowance for by going, "Well, children's lit," - is that... it's really not necessary to go into that much detail for every fight scene, Mr. Landy. I mean, I love fight scenes, reading or watching, and I suspect you do too. In addition to which you are apparently a black belt Kenpo instructor, and used to write screenplays, so. But really, we can handle it if every now and then, you save a paragraph or two by saying "They fight." Really, I promise. I also have faith that your info-dump/Exposition Time! tendencies will fade out as you continue to write. Since I hear this is a series, and all. :D
★ Serpine, campiest one-dimensional villain since Alan Rickman's Sherriff of Nottingham, Y/Y? *_*
Seriously, fuck this adult literature shit. If I have to go to the children's section to find a book about an urbane Irish skeleton detective who drives a Bentley, then so be it. Serves them Serious Writers right for not writing about witty magie-noir hijinks. Also, I'm pretty sure the author frequents the same comic shop as I do, which means I need only skulk around there until he shows up and I can corner him and ask him whether he intended the GO homage. Since: finding it hard to believe he didn't, but it would probably make me explode gleefully to have it confirmed. (Serpine? Secret Places under art galleries and in wax museums? I dare you to tell me this guy isn't a Gaiman fanboy.)
God, I just.
That was so much fun.
That was so much fun.
I don't even care that it showed that it was the author's first book. I DON'T EVEN CARE. BECAUSE SKULDUGGERY PLEASANT IS MY NEW SKELETAL NOIR BOYFRIEND.
SCENE: THE TORTURE CHAMBER (!!!!!!)
"This is your one chance. Tell me where the key is."
"OK."
Serpine raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"No, only joking."
*lights up cigarette*
Damn that was fun. The only problem I can honestly think of that I have with this book - that can't more or less be made allowance for by going, "Well, children's lit," - is that... it's really not necessary to go into that much detail for every fight scene, Mr. Landy. I mean, I love fight scenes, reading or watching, and I suspect you do too. In addition to which you are apparently a black belt Kenpo instructor, and used to write screenplays, so. But really, we can handle it if every now and then, you save a paragraph or two by saying "They fight." Really, I promise. I also have faith that your info-dump/Exposition Time! tendencies will fade out as you continue to write. Since I hear this is a series, and all. :D
★ Serpine, campiest one-dimensional villain since Alan Rickman's Sherriff of Nottingham, Y/Y? *_*
Seriously, fuck this adult literature shit. If I have to go to the children's section to find a book about an urbane Irish skeleton detective who drives a Bentley, then so be it. Serves them Serious Writers right for not writing about witty magie-noir hijinks. Also, I'm pretty sure the author frequents the same comic shop as I do, which means I need only skulk around there until he shows up and I can corner him and ask him whether he intended the GO homage. Since: finding it hard to believe he didn't, but it would probably make me explode gleefully to have it confirmed. (Serpine? Secret Places under art galleries and in wax museums? I dare you to tell me this guy isn't a Gaiman fanboy.)
God, I just.
That was so much fun.
That was so much fun.
I don't even care that it showed that it was the author's first book. I DON'T EVEN CARE. BECAUSE SKULDUGGERY PLEASANT IS MY NEW SKELETAL NOIR BOYFRIEND.
SCENE: THE TORTURE CHAMBER (!!!!!!)
"This is your one chance. Tell me where the key is."
"OK."
Serpine raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"No, only joking."
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So yeah, rambling, but amen to the effing adult books. Reading is an escape for me, sometimes if I wanted to see adult things, I'd go look down the street. Give me stuff like you're talking about any day of the week.
(also. everyone knows I want to be a filmmaker, but I really really want to make fairy tales for grown-ups. Like really.)
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Also, have you read Larklight? I think you would really enjoy it. It is Victorians and pirates... IN SPACE!!!!
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They need to stop gearing things towards only boys. Honestly.
The lady in charge of the kid's section said she met him one day. (He got kicked out of college, which amuses me no end because what better way to get back than the write a book about a gun-toting skeleton?) Although, if this comic shop is the one on Crampton Quay, then I need to start going more often. (And, yes, he has to be a Gaiman geek. Bentley.)
And, well, adult literature takes itself far too seriously, even the horror/macabre genre (damn you Anne Rice, damn you). There needs to be, like, a Series of Unfortunate Events kind of book for adults, something that's bizarre, twisted, and hilarious that pretty much goes, "I'm going to go with this, and drag you along, and you'll be coming along willingly for the ride before you even realise it." I always read from the YA section, even when my family kept saying, "Uh, honey, you're eighteen now." It always pains me to hear parents tell their teens in the awkward, in-between stage that they need to move to the adult section and read 'real' books. Bah. :|
Although, you know, if you're desperate I can totally throw original stuff at you. (And we can also pretend I never said that.) If you want a psuedo-steam punk, strange version of Alice in Wonderland. Or something. And you can pretend you never met me. ...I'm just going to shut up about this right now.
Okay, apparently donw now! Finally.
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SKULDUGGERY PLEASANT IS MY NEW SKELETAL NOIR BOYFRIEND.
Oh, me too. Why can't I find a man like that in this dimension?!?!?!??!?!??!?