"Only in your world would that be simple."
There's nothing quite like learning about a meeting you're supposed to attend by receiving an email of the minutes from said meeting. I would be more upset, but I have long been convinced that entire premise of this committee is idiotic and futile. I was drafted "volunteered under extreme duress" and no protests of how irrelevant the topic was to my work situation and that my chief contribution to the discussion would probably be snark made any difference. *ponders* There may be a reason they neglected to inform me of the latest meeting. Heh. Unfortunately, they did send me an email about the next one. Bleh.
On other fronts, it may be possible that I am a bit too pragmatic to write a supernatural detective novel. Real police work may be "99% paperwork, 1% adventure", but my story probably shouldn't be following that so diligently. It's supposed to be fun and exciting and spine-tingling! I've got a clear-eyed cop with a pixie on his shoulder and a psychic, an alchemist, and a fairy on his forensics team... and he seems to be spending an inordinate amount of time merely walking around asking people questions. Still, that's pretty much all Sam Vimes does. And he has dwarves, vampires, and trolls on his Watch and an imp in his pocket. So maybe it's not going so badly after all. *g*
On other fronts, it may be possible that I am a bit too pragmatic to write a supernatural detective novel. Real police work may be "99% paperwork, 1% adventure", but my story probably shouldn't be following that so diligently. It's supposed to be fun and exciting and spine-tingling! I've got a clear-eyed cop with a pixie on his shoulder and a psychic, an alchemist, and a fairy on his forensics team... and he seems to be spending an inordinate amount of time merely walking around asking people questions. Still, that's pretty much all Sam Vimes does. And he has dwarves, vampires, and trolls on his Watch and an imp in his pocket. So maybe it's not going so badly after all. *g*