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Apr. 28th, 2007 11:10 pmOkay - the second two ows are actually book-related, if it wasn't possible to tell anyway.
The first of those is a moan of pain at my own abject stupidity (can you have un-abject stupidity? a nice, dignified stupidity sounds somehow oxymoronic, as well as the other type). I somehow managed to gloss over a very modest mention of Senrid on Sartorias' LJ page, for no better reason than because it was one of the Pixel-Stained Technopeasant Day posts. I eventually figured out what that was about, but hadn't time to read any stories posted then, so just did a bit of a skim without taking in too much. Only way to successfully withstand temptation is not to encounter it. But - yeah. There's a whole new book. By Sherwood Smith. YA. And I didn't notice! Yeech. (I'm now not only better informed about P-STD, but also about Senrid's publishing company![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
norilanabooks, and their beautifully tongue-in-cheek name for their YA line: 'YA Angst'. ) All good now.
The second is - well, maybe I should ameliorate my pain a little by flaunting my
pioneering, trail-blazing role as being (according to Google Blogsearch, at least) the first blogger to talk about Catherine Fisher's Incarceron. And thus ensuring that anyone reading this will be warned that this is NOT a STAND-ALONE. Because, y'know, nobody bothered to warn me. And, as of last night, there is no mention of this fact on/in the book, on the publisher's site, or on Amazon. And I'm not really impressed by that. Not Catherine Fisher's fault, obviously, but a bit shabby on the part of publishers. (Yes, I am sure it's not just an ending that didn't feel sufficiently tied-up-in-a-bow-ish to me; she's said she's at work on the sequel.) It's good, I'll say more behind a cut about what I liked about it (spoiler-safe, except for the most exquisitely sensitive - who should avoid reading Amazon's and Hodder's blurbs, btw), but I think I wish it had been a stand-alone. Much as I loved the Oracle trilogy, it didn't grow that much on me on a reread (except for the scene in the underworld in The Scarab), while Corbenic definitely did. And I think some of that might possibly have been related to its being a trilogy. Maybe. Of course it could just have been Cal, who's my favourite character of any in her books.
( More about it... )
The first 'ow' was memory of a killer headache, which woke me up early this morning, and so made my brain so mushy that this took far longer to write than its coherence would ever justify.
The first of those is a moan of pain at my own abject stupidity (can you have un-abject stupidity? a nice, dignified stupidity sounds somehow oxymoronic, as well as the other type). I somehow managed to gloss over a very modest mention of Senrid on Sartorias' LJ page, for no better reason than because it was one of the Pixel-Stained Technopeasant Day posts. I eventually figured out what that was about, but hadn't time to read any stories posted then, so just did a bit of a skim without taking in too much. Only way to successfully withstand temptation is not to encounter it. But - yeah. There's a whole new book. By Sherwood Smith. YA. And I didn't notice! Yeech. (I'm now not only better informed about P-STD, but also about Senrid's publishing company
norilanabooks, and their beautifully tongue-in-cheek name for their YA line: 'YA Angst'. ) All good now.The second is - well, maybe I should ameliorate my pain a little by flaunting my
pioneering, trail-blazing role as being (according to Google Blogsearch, at least) the first blogger to talk about Catherine Fisher's Incarceron. And thus ensuring that anyone reading this will be warned that this is NOT a STAND-ALONE. Because, y'know, nobody bothered to warn me. And, as of last night, there is no mention of this fact on/in the book, on the publisher's site, or on Amazon. And I'm not really impressed by that. Not Catherine Fisher's fault, obviously, but a bit shabby on the part of publishers. (Yes, I am sure it's not just an ending that didn't feel sufficiently tied-up-in-a-bow-ish to me; she's said she's at work on the sequel.) It's good, I'll say more behind a cut about what I liked about it (spoiler-safe, except for the most exquisitely sensitive - who should avoid reading Amazon's and Hodder's blurbs, btw), but I think I wish it had been a stand-alone. Much as I loved the Oracle trilogy, it didn't grow that much on me on a reread (except for the scene in the underworld in The Scarab), while Corbenic definitely did. And I think some of that might possibly have been related to its being a trilogy. Maybe. Of course it could just have been Cal, who's my favourite character of any in her books.( More about it... )
The first 'ow' was memory of a killer headache, which woke me up early this morning, and so made my brain so mushy that this took far longer to write than its coherence would ever justify.
