THE KINGS OF COOL
So... THIS HAPPENED.
I know quite a few of you on my flist have read Savages by Don Winslow. I was pretty much beside myself this week when I learned that the prequel was coming out on Tuesday. Thank you, Don Winslow. I hadn't heard anything about it prior to finding it under the Savages tag at tumblr, so... I guess, because I have to... thank you, tumblr. I'm about a quarter of the way through and so far it is pretty much awesome. Just like Savages. And it is kind of disgusting just how I love Ben, Chon, and O. I'm making myself sick with it.
But I have to tell you a story now. The story is, I'm eating dinner tonight at my favorite sushi bar, minding my own business, reading The Kings of Cool on my kindle, when my regular sushi chef comes up, sticks his head over my shoulder and insists on knowing what I'm reading. I vaguely tell him what it is and what it's about and then one of the regular servers comes over and joins him, and begins, loudly insisting that I should read 50 Shades of Grey and that since "every woman is reading that book right now" I am sure to love it. Huzzuh? At this point, the chef starts backing away slowly and leaves us. I politely tell him, "Thanks, but no thanks. I wouldn't like it."
slybrunette suggested I tell him:
No. No. Fuck no. Come back when you have some taste.
Sadly, I didn't get the chance.
Truthfully, other than "keep it down, would you?" I wanted to say, "I can and have written better sex scenes." Though, mine suffer from the terrible affliction of way-too-vague, I'm pretty sure I could stand by that statement.
Anyway, the point of this whole post is. If you haven't read Savages? Please do. And if you have read Savages, but didn't know the prequel came out this week: YOU'RE WELCOME.