I have been one acquainted with the night
Bah.
Fortunately, I thought to check the mail-box the second time my cat dragged me out for a midnight stroll - and found my new-secondhand book Star Trek: Crossroads, by Barbara Hambly.
So far there's been an entirely new crew-member described in great detail - he's headed for a gruesome death or apotheosis, I'll find out which soon; a tip of the hat to a fellow scifi author ('the Turtledove effect'); another hat-tip to H P Lovecraft; 'winter-dark hair' (gotta love Ms Hambly's adjectives); and my favourite line so far: 'We've - uh - taken control of your ship.' I haven't spotted an 'eldritch' yet, but I live in hope.
And my cat ditched me somewhere in a shadowy garden. Double bah.
Less than two hours before I have to get up for work. Let's rock this thing.
EDIT:
And to whoever reads this who might find it relevant: Someone else looking good does not make me look less good. It just means there's a bit more pretty in the world, which is good, ne? Remember to breathe. Remember that friends care about other friends, whatever weird hours they're writing this in. 'Kay?
SECOND EDIT:
As of page 91, we have SQUAMOUS! Awright! I'd suspect the lady did not take the writing of this book entirely seriously, but she usually manages to slip something like this in...
Fortunately, I thought to check the mail-box the second time my cat dragged me out for a midnight stroll - and found my new-secondhand book Star Trek: Crossroads, by Barbara Hambly.
So far there's been an entirely new crew-member described in great detail - he's headed for a gruesome death or apotheosis, I'll find out which soon; a tip of the hat to a fellow scifi author ('the Turtledove effect'); another hat-tip to H P Lovecraft; 'winter-dark hair' (gotta love Ms Hambly's adjectives); and my favourite line so far: 'We've - uh - taken control of your ship.' I haven't spotted an 'eldritch' yet, but I live in hope.
And my cat ditched me somewhere in a shadowy garden. Double bah.
Less than two hours before I have to get up for work. Let's rock this thing.
EDIT:
And to whoever reads this who might find it relevant: Someone else looking good does not make me look less good. It just means there's a bit more pretty in the world, which is good, ne? Remember to breathe. Remember that friends care about other friends, whatever weird hours they're writing this in. 'Kay?
SECOND EDIT:
As of page 91, we have SQUAMOUS! Awright! I'd suspect the lady did not take the writing of this book entirely seriously, but she usually manages to slip something like this in...