*stretches happily*
Mar. 2nd, 2005 06:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
conuly
Yup, several hours of nearly uninterrupted sleep is exactly what the doctor would've ordered.
So, I've been reading the Meg Lanslow books by Donna Andrews. They're funny, but man is that girl stupid. In the first book, it takes her until the end of the book to realize that Michael isn't gay and, in fact, is seriously attracted to her. The guy takes her home when she gets food poisoning, stays with her, and holds her hair back and wipes her face when she throws up and she doesn't realize. He gives her flowers, she assumes they're for her mom. He drops these huge, 300 pound hints, and she just goes blithly by, ignoring them.
Then, in the most recent book, it takes her until the end of the book (again!) to figure out who the killer is, something I realized before he even killed anybody. I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, but I do not believe that a modern day blacksmith who doesn't even enjoy the profession and who professes to have nothing to do with geeky things like comic conventions would really be named Alaric Steele. And since the only person in that book with a motive for changing his name was the same guy with a motive for killing the victim....
They're fun books anyway, but... *sighs*
Of course, the one where the killer was the lawyer, that was pure gold. Didn't see that one coming.
So, I've been reading the Meg Lanslow books by Donna Andrews. They're funny, but man is that girl stupid. In the first book, it takes her until the end of the book to realize that Michael isn't gay and, in fact, is seriously attracted to her. The guy takes her home when she gets food poisoning, stays with her, and holds her hair back and wipes her face when she throws up and she doesn't realize. He gives her flowers, she assumes they're for her mom. He drops these huge, 300 pound hints, and she just goes blithly by, ignoring them.
Then, in the most recent book, it takes her until the end of the book (again!) to figure out who the killer is, something I realized before he even killed anybody. I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, but I do not believe that a modern day blacksmith who doesn't even enjoy the profession and who professes to have nothing to do with geeky things like comic conventions would really be named Alaric Steele. And since the only person in that book with a motive for changing his name was the same guy with a motive for killing the victim....
They're fun books anyway, but... *sighs*
Of course, the one where the killer was the lawyer, that was pure gold. Didn't see that one coming.
