Musings on LKH and writing

Some of you know I read Laurell K Hamilton's blog. I have given up on her Anita Blake books; they've been getting consistently worse since Obsidian Butterfly (which was a real gem) and her blog (unintentionally) explains clearly why they're never going to improve. I think it's a shame. Her publisher is, naturally, more interested in getting her books out into the marketplace regularly than in putting out a quality product, and as long as people still buy her bad-porn-masquerading-as-novels the publisher and editor have no motivation to explain to her that she's writing crap.

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ETA: As I was saying... :-)

My city in the news again!

Someone has got to be kidding.

My home doesn't often hit headlines. But this is ridiculous. A naked man mad entirely of cloth and stuffing - and not even slightly realistic - is, apparently, upsetting the public.

I've seen it - I think he's cute in a punchbad sort of way. Upsetting? Obscene? Certainly not.

The fake figleaf on the other hand? Now that's taking things way too far.