April 17th, 2003

rivka as ww

Birthday wishes and an open letter to Laurell K. Hamilton

Happy birthday, MustangSally! May the geckos be with you.

Also, no spoilers for Cerulean Sins, just a rant. Review to follow shortly.

Dear Ms. Hamilton,

I hear you're a New York Times-bestselling author. I think that's nifty. I've always liked Anita, though she is despite all protestations a bit of a clotheshorse. But please, for the love of God --

Use a spellchecker. Taking someone to the hopsital? I'm embarrassed for you. And that's by no means the only typo. I thought the preview chapters I read online were unedited, and that's apparently true, except that they never did get edited. Also, punctuation is your friend. Okay, the comma apparently isn't, but most of the other little fellas are. I know there are pot-kettle issues here given what MS and I have perpetrated, but that just gives me the experience to tell you: the readers notice.

Yours sincerely,

A clotheshorse and a sociopath: sounds like a pretty good match for Lex, actually. But Anita already has more hot men than she knows what to do with.
rivka as ww

(no subject)

New stuff: What rough beast, its hour come round at last and This grew; I gave commands;
Then all smiles stopped together

Also, Knight Rider is going to be a movie! (No real info in the story.) That, along with SciFi remaking Battlestar Galactica, satisfies my flashing red light-love.

And finally, if I ask really, really nicely, would someone make a SV video to the following, because Sondheim is fun:
Mother said,
"Straight ahead,"
Not to delay
or be misled.
I should have heeded her advice...
But he seemed so nice.

And he showed me things,
Many beautiful things,
That I hadn't thought to explore.
They were off my path,
So I never had dared.
I had been so careful,
I never had cared.
And he made me feel excited--
Well, excited and scared.

When he said, "Come in!"
With that sickening grin,
How could I know what was in store?
Once his teeth were bared,
Though, I really got scared--
Well, excited and scared--
But he drew me close
And he swallowed me down,
Down a dark slimy path
Where lie secrets that I never want to know,
And when everything familiar
Seemed to disappear forever,
At the end of the path
Was Granny once again.

So we wait in the dark, until someone sets us free
And we're brought into the light
And we're back at the start.

And I know things now, many valuable things
That I hadn't known before
Do not put your faith in a cape and a hood
They will not protect you the way that they should
And take extra care with strangers
Even flowers have their dangers
And though scary is exciting,
Nice is different than good.

Now I know, don't be scared
Granny is right, just be prepared
Isn't it nice to know a lot?
And a little bit not.