Things of Note
Thing One: HOLY CRAP. THAT GEORGETTE HEYER. SHE'S ACE, THAT ONE.
I will admit I was a little iffy in the beginning. I started with The Unknown Ajax, and I had been warned that book wasn't palatable to all tastes, and indeed, I nearly lost my patience with it at one point. However, it made up with flair for all of my early misgivings, so no worries there.
Me: What an unfortunate family. That grandfather deserves a swift kick to the nether regions. Unfortunately, this isn't very interesting...
Me: Poor Hugo! I doubt he's stupid, but he seems a bit of an oddball. He certainly makes everything a little more interesting!
The book: SOMETHING FISHY MAY OR MAY NOT BE AFOOT!
Me: Uh... okay?
The book: SMUGGLERS ARE MOST DEFINITELY AFOOT!
Me: Ah, this could be very interesting!
Me: Oh, Vincent/Claud/their servants I can't spell. Perhaps you deserve a kick in your sensitive place as well.
Me: Hugo's been teasing them! Good Lord, he deserves a kick in the balls just as much!
BOOK: [Starts up the tune.] FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY HUGO HUGO FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY HUGO HUGO OHHHH SMUGGLER OHHH SOMEONE'S A SMUGGLER FISHY FISHY--
Me: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, GET TO THE POINT.
BOOK: [Gets to the point. The point kicks ass!] You might want to add Richmond to that list of yours, dear.
Me: HOLY CRAP. I TAKE BACK EVERY BAD THOUGHT I EVER HAD ABOUT YOU, BOOK. Except the song bit, I might hate you a little forever for getting that wretched song back in my head.
Also, Aja, there are no Napoleonites (well, there is a throwaway reference, I guess) in The Unknown Ajax! I mean, geez! Richmond wants to join the army! However, I figure there must be more in the other books. I LIVE IN HOPE.
Bath Tangle, on the other hand, was a pure joy to read and had me so wrapped up in it's intrigues I spent the better part of the afternoon making strange noises on the couch under the living room window. I honestly don't know what anyone passing by outside might have thought. Groans and cackles and ravings and head-smacking sounds galore!
Thing Two: Someone on my street is apparently testing out a set of fireworks for the upcoming holiday. I shouldn't really mind that except it is TWO O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING AND FIREWORKS ARE ILLEGAL IN NEW JERSEY, DAMN IT.
Thing Three: My partner in crime for Otakon bailed on me. This is a disaster of monumental proportions as I have already reserved a two-bed hotel room through Hotwire which means no cancellations are allowed. Shit shit shit shit shit. Plus, it's extremely awkward to go looking for a roommate, since I'm under 21 which means my mother is going to be there to check us in (which was fine with me and my friend, but might possibly be acutely uncool to other people).
Thing Four: I have to be up at 8AM and it is 3AM right now. Ugh. Must. Stop. Agonizing.
I will admit I was a little iffy in the beginning. I started with The Unknown Ajax, and I had been warned that book wasn't palatable to all tastes, and indeed, I nearly lost my patience with it at one point. However, it made up with flair for all of my early misgivings, so no worries there.
Me: What an unfortunate family. That grandfather deserves a swift kick to the nether regions. Unfortunately, this isn't very interesting...
Me: Poor Hugo! I doubt he's stupid, but he seems a bit of an oddball. He certainly makes everything a little more interesting!
The book: SOMETHING FISHY MAY OR MAY NOT BE AFOOT!
Me: Uh... okay?
The book: SMUGGLERS ARE MOST DEFINITELY AFOOT!
Me: Ah, this could be very interesting!
Me: Oh, Vincent/Claud/their servants I can't spell. Perhaps you deserve a kick in your sensitive place as well.
Me: Hugo's been teasing them! Good Lord, he deserves a kick in the balls just as much!
BOOK: [Starts up the tune.] FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY HUGO HUGO FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY FISHY HUGO HUGO OHHHH SMUGGLER OHHH SOMEONE'S A SMUGGLER FISHY FISHY--
Me: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, GET TO THE POINT.
BOOK: [Gets to the point. The point kicks ass!] You might want to add Richmond to that list of yours, dear.
Me: HOLY CRAP. I TAKE BACK EVERY BAD THOUGHT I EVER HAD ABOUT YOU, BOOK. Except the song bit, I might hate you a little forever for getting that wretched song back in my head.
Also, Aja, there are no Napoleonites (well, there is a throwaway reference, I guess) in The Unknown Ajax! I mean, geez! Richmond wants to join the army! However, I figure there must be more in the other books. I LIVE IN HOPE.
Bath Tangle, on the other hand, was a pure joy to read and had me so wrapped up in it's intrigues I spent the better part of the afternoon making strange noises on the couch under the living room window. I honestly don't know what anyone passing by outside might have thought. Groans and cackles and ravings and head-smacking sounds galore!
Thing Two: Someone on my street is apparently testing out a set of fireworks for the upcoming holiday. I shouldn't really mind that except it is TWO O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING AND FIREWORKS ARE ILLEGAL IN NEW JERSEY, DAMN IT.
Thing Three: My partner in crime for Otakon bailed on me. This is a disaster of monumental proportions as I have already reserved a two-bed hotel room through Hotwire which means no cancellations are allowed. Shit shit shit shit shit. Plus, it's extremely awkward to go looking for a roommate, since I'm under 21 which means my mother is going to be there to check us in (which was fine with me and my friend, but might possibly be acutely uncool to other people).
Thing Four: I have to be up at 8AM and it is 3AM right now. Ugh. Must. Stop. Agonizing.