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stroppy_prof/aculeatus for the birthday parcel, which contained 875 pounds of tea, a book entitled Lionboy, by Zizou Corder, and a card featuring adorable sea turtles. Oh, and chocolate. The postman brought my goodies to the door this afternoon, and though I was sans pants and unable to open the door, the roomie was able to get it for me.
So, thank you for the choccy and the tea and the pretty, pretty sea turtles. I've not heard of the book, but it can't hurt to try. I did note, however, the lion on the cover. No doubt the good Professor had a good chuckle over that. ~scowls at him~
On a wholly unrelated note, I'm beginning to wonder if God hasn't served humanity a notice of eviction and is busily going about chivvying us off this mortal coil. Earthquakes and typhoons, bird flu and CJV(Brain Wasting Disease), hurricanes and global warming dog us. If that's the case, why not simply reach down His hand and send us all into eternal sleep? Why make us suffer and starve for fear of the food we eat, and broil beneath the sun while we wait for the wind to bear us away?
Could it be that God is a sadist, a child toying with helpless, scurrying bugs beneath a cosmic magnifying glass, laughing while we twist and struggle against that which we cannot see?
Lastly, a rec. I found this rec while trawling GAFF's Antidote Board. I've never watched Sentinel, but I have read H.P. Lovecraft, and so I was intrigued by the idea of a crossover. I wasn't sure what to expect; most crossovers are monstrous hybrids faithful to neither canon that make the reader gouge at their eyes and gnash their teeth in despair. This one is one of those rare breeds that works and works well.
The Gist:
Jim-that would be the Sentinel, for those keeping score-is a cop, and for a year now, his Sentinel powers have been under tight control thanks to his friend and Guide, Blair. But after Jim shoots a student trying to smuggle an ancient and profane text of necromancy out of the Special Collections of the Rainier University library, he and Blair are plunged headlong into the world of the occult and the Old Gods that lurk beneath the fabric of the familiar universe, and if Jim doesn't hurry, Blair will pay the ultimate price.
The Link:
Unsleeping, by Martha
Do not eat while reading, as the end is...graphic.
stroppy_prof/aculeatus for the birthday parcel, which contained 875 pounds of tea, a book entitled Lionboy, by Zizou Corder, and a card featuring adorable sea turtles. Oh, and chocolate. The postman brought my goodies to the door this afternoon, and though I was sans pants and unable to open the door, the roomie was able to get it for me.So, thank you for the choccy and the tea and the pretty, pretty sea turtles. I've not heard of the book, but it can't hurt to try. I did note, however, the lion on the cover. No doubt the good Professor had a good chuckle over that. ~scowls at him~
On a wholly unrelated note, I'm beginning to wonder if God hasn't served humanity a notice of eviction and is busily going about chivvying us off this mortal coil. Earthquakes and typhoons, bird flu and CJV(Brain Wasting Disease), hurricanes and global warming dog us. If that's the case, why not simply reach down His hand and send us all into eternal sleep? Why make us suffer and starve for fear of the food we eat, and broil beneath the sun while we wait for the wind to bear us away?
Could it be that God is a sadist, a child toying with helpless, scurrying bugs beneath a cosmic magnifying glass, laughing while we twist and struggle against that which we cannot see?
Lastly, a rec. I found this rec while trawling GAFF's Antidote Board. I've never watched Sentinel, but I have read H.P. Lovecraft, and so I was intrigued by the idea of a crossover. I wasn't sure what to expect; most crossovers are monstrous hybrids faithful to neither canon that make the reader gouge at their eyes and gnash their teeth in despair. This one is one of those rare breeds that works and works well.
The Gist:
Jim-that would be the Sentinel, for those keeping score-is a cop, and for a year now, his Sentinel powers have been under tight control thanks to his friend and Guide, Blair. But after Jim shoots a student trying to smuggle an ancient and profane text of necromancy out of the Special Collections of the Rainier University library, he and Blair are plunged headlong into the world of the occult and the Old Gods that lurk beneath the fabric of the familiar universe, and if Jim doesn't hurry, Blair will pay the ultimate price.
The Link:
Unsleeping, by Martha
Do not eat while reading, as the end is...graphic.
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