Ramblings from the Desert

The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. ~Benjamin Franklin

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Author of the urban fantasy novel, The Music of Chaos, and the paranormal romance, The Canvas Thief.

Thursday, March 10, 2005

For Want of a Key

Big commotion last night, thanks to the in-laws.

Around eight, we get a call from the J-man's sister. Apparently she had gotten home and found that Rob, her hubby, wasn't home yet. A problem because she didn't have a key and was locked out.

At which point, you are asking, "Why in bloody hell wouldn't she have a house key?" Okay, so that's me asking, but... The answer is that he gets home before her and hence no key is necessary. Uh-huh, but what if he doesn't get home first--like, oh, last night?

Anyway, mild chaos ensues. She calls us, calls her parents, parents call us and so forth. Imaginations run wild and the question "Where is Rob?" far eclipses "Where is Waldo?" in importance.

Finally, about a half hour later, she manages to break into the travel trailer (Yes, they are living in a travel trailer; looong story). And...she finds five messages from husband; his vehicle broke down.

She's annoyed because he didn't call her cell phone. Justin suggests that perhaps he tried, but she was out of range. (If it were me, I wouldn't have remembered the number. There's only room for two numbers in my head. Home and Justin's work. Well, I know Mom's home number but only because it hasn't changed since I was a kid. That number will in my tiny head when I'm old, grey and my brain is Alzheimer's Swiss cheese.)

Justin shook his head sadly and said, "Poor bastard, he's in trouble."

I pointed out that that was stupid because it was her fault for not carrying a key or at least having a spare hidden somewhere. If she had a key, she would have gotten in the house and immediately seen the messages, sparing us all a lot of worry.

Justin pointed out that he gets in trouble for "nothing" all the time.

Okay, he has a point. (It's a woman thing.)

Gave up on...
Love Bites, Lynsay Sands--Has an interesting premise. Vampires were created through an Atlantean (Atlantis) experiment with nano technology. Tiny nano things in their bloodstream keep everything humming and provide super healing, no aging, etc. They need blood to keep the nano-things happy. But the protagonist, who could be interesting--works in morgue as medical examiner--is bland. Hero guy is okay, but not inspired. The middle of the book drifts into moonlight walks and overlong sexcapades. Not Recommended.

Night Embrace
, Sherrilyn Kenyon--Gave up on this a long time ago, just haven't taken it back to the library. Described as "bestselling author," Kenyon's writing is pure cheese, as in "Wisconsin called, they want their cheese back."

The hero is chiseled, covered in rippling muscle, and naturally, well endowed. An immortal Fabio type. (Not my type under any circumstances.) A Dark Hunter, uber immortal charged with slaying Daemon's (read, "vampires"), he's dark, brooding, and quick with the (un) clever lines (delivered before killing the baddies). Oh and tortured. Did I mentioned tortured? Ugh.

I love conflicted heroes, but Talon (yes, Talon) is pure cliche. The story brings nothing new to the genre or archetype.

The heroine is a ditsy artist with not much going on beyond a serious case of the hots for Talon. Within a day of meeting, they are pretty much doing the live version of the Karma Sutra all over her home. (Ew, careful where you sit when visiting.) Which pretty much obliterates any sexual tension for my part.

There's a plot somewhere, but a high powered telescope is necessary to find it.
NOT RECOMMENDED.

Moving on to...
The Other World, Mercedes Lackey, Mark Shepherd, Holly Lisle--Read one of Lackey's Herald Mage novels long ago. It was okay. I really liked Lisle's Vincalis the Agitator, although I found the protagonists in Memory of Fire tedious (angry bitter women types) and gave up a few chapters in.

Can You Keep a Secret?, Sophie Kinsella--British chick lit. Usually reliable for snappy dialogue and funny heroines. Usually formulaic, but a formula I like. Formula can be good; comfort reading.

Recommended alternative...
If romance is what you're after, I recommend Emma Bull's War for the Oaks. Billed as fantasy, it has all the elements of a good romance, including great sexual tension and even a hot love scene. One of my faves; a comfort novel.

Writing...
Finished off "The Blood Charm," and sent it into submission land. Send first ten pages of "Keep Away from Naked Flame" to Liquid Laughter. Liquid Laughter is a anthology which will be composed of stories centered around the same characters. So story submissions are more like audition pieces, than regular submissions.

Today. Dunno. Think I'll work on "Book Two." Already got three critiques in for "...Shapeshifter." Haven't read 'em yet. Need my shower first. Me stinky.

Cheers,

P.K.

 

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