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Jul. 20th, 2004 04:44 pmFinished reading The Gilded Chain Gilded Crapola.
There was one. ONE. good paragraph in the entire book. Okay, actually two. The good paragraph and the blurb on the back which prompted me to purchase and read the damn thing.
For having both a slashy and a unique premise, the book sure failed to deliver on both.
The only interesting parts of the book were the swordfight scenes. And even they, while good, weren't great. As I was reading it, I got the feeling that the author knew how to swordfight and he was writing the scenes to LEARN THE READER ON THE CORRECT WAY TO DO SWORD FIGHTS! NOTE THE CORRECTNESS.
Those scenes read... not too technicial, but, I can't explain it. Sorta like if I decided to write a story about someone financing a car:
Jericho remembered to bring not only his driver's licence to the F&I office, but also the papers proving the unpaid UltraMaster card amounts belonged to an entirely different Chris Jericho, living in Dirty Bush, Nebraska. He had nothing to worry about though, his 800+ beacon assured him a quick and easy car loan. Blah, blah. Blah
Correct isn't necessarily the most interesting.
Which is troublesome for me to admit because I wank rant on correctness in fan fic all the time. Things that seem wrong just irk me. So lots of times, when I write, I pick correct over dramatic... or rather I go with the most likely to happen, be said, be thought about rather than what would be the most dramatic.
Since I strongly dislike dramaqueen stories, I'm naturally inclined away from dramatic focuses already. So this latest revelation is straining the hell out my already whipped to shit writing ego. WOE IS MY DELICATE SELF. WILL THE AGONY EVER RECEDE???
And randomly, an update on the 100 desserts issue. I didnot get 100 desserts for dinner. Moe had spinach stirfry, and I had pb on toast. The wondering can cease now.
There was one. ONE. good paragraph in the entire book. Okay, actually two. The good paragraph and the blurb on the back which prompted me to purchase and read the damn thing.
For having both a slashy and a unique premise, the book sure failed to deliver on both.
The only interesting parts of the book were the swordfight scenes. And even they, while good, weren't great. As I was reading it, I got the feeling that the author knew how to swordfight and he was writing the scenes to LEARN THE READER ON THE CORRECT WAY TO DO SWORD FIGHTS! NOTE THE CORRECTNESS.
Those scenes read... not too technicial, but, I can't explain it. Sorta like if I decided to write a story about someone financing a car:
Jericho remembered to bring not only his driver's licence to the F&I office, but also the papers proving the unpaid UltraMaster card amounts belonged to an entirely different Chris Jericho, living in Dirty Bush, Nebraska. He had nothing to worry about though, his 800+ beacon assured him a quick and easy car loan. Blah, blah. Blah
Correct isn't necessarily the most interesting.
Which is troublesome for me to admit because I
Since I strongly dislike dramaqueen stories, I'm naturally inclined away from dramatic focuses already. So this latest revelation is straining the hell out my already whipped to shit writing ego. WOE IS MY DELICATE SELF. WILL THE AGONY EVER RECEDE???
And randomly, an update on the 100 desserts issue. I didnot get 100 desserts for dinner. Moe had spinach stirfry, and I had pb on toast. The wondering can cease now.
