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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."