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Originally Posted by Drolefille
It's my life's work. Or something. At least for now 
I have my fluff fiction pleasures. I read anything Mercedes Lackey writes and there is little she writes that is worthy of notice. But then I don't go around talking about how much better the world would be if we soulbonded with avatars of a deity in the body of large white horses who can speak telepathically and do magic.
But wouldn't it be cool? |
Good. I've had a very serious discussion with certain parties regarding the fact that Edward Cullen is a figment of Stephanie Meyer's imagination and will therefore never crawl through their bedroom windows, however fervently they might wish it to be so.
Is anyone else creeped out by the fact he crawls in a girl's window and watches her sleep all night? Jesus, get a hobby.
I read a lot of biographies, mostly about the Tudor family for some reason. I don't know when I got started on that (and now I'm hooked, because there are so many versions of so many events that I feel compelled to read books from every viewpoint), but I figure that can somehow help my parents feel like they didn't waste money sending me to college when I come home to visit with a Twilight book in my bag.