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Oct. 31st, 2008 12:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wildflowersoulOk, so I'm reading yet another trashy teen sci-fi novel series: City of Bone and City of Ashes. And things were going swimmingly for about 3/4 of the first book, it was fluffy and entertaining, I cared about the characters, the love story was getting hot. And then
The author pulled a goddamn Star Wars on my ass. The two characters who are falling madly in love with each other? Yeah, them? They are brother and sister! With absolutely no clues in the text at all before the big reveal. Jesus Christ.
Anyway, today I was wishing I had my contraband fork that was confiscated at Heathrow. The teeny tiny forks that come in those pre-made salads you can get at the grocery are not good salad eating forks. And I was too lazy to get up and go all the way to my work kitchen to get a regular fork, but if contraband fork had been in my bag, I would have been all set. How sad is it that I was too lazy to get a better fork? It's been a long day already.
The author pulled a goddamn Star Wars on my ass. The two characters who are falling madly in love with each other? Yeah, them? They are brother and sister! With absolutely no clues in the text at all before the big reveal. Jesus Christ.
Anyway, today I was wishing I had my contraband fork that was confiscated at Heathrow. The teeny tiny forks that come in those pre-made salads you can get at the grocery are not good salad eating forks. And I was too lazy to get up and go all the way to my work kitchen to get a regular fork, but if contraband fork had been in my bag, I would have been all set. How sad is it that I was too lazy to get a better fork? It's been a long day already.
