January 2011: the month that was
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jmc_bksOn the reading front, very little progress.
1. The Vespertine by Saundra Mitchell, YA gothic/paranormal, written about here.
2. One True Thing by Anah Crow & Dianne Fox, gay BDSM, written about here.
3. Mercy Kill by Lori G. Armstrong, mystery, written about here.
4. Lord Carew's Bride by Mary Balogh. Trad Regency. Meh, written about here.
5. Caught by A.B. Gayle, gay romance. I tweeted a little about this, plan on writing a short post later this week.
6. What Child is This? by ZA Maxfield, gay romance. This holiday novella failed for me: it was too busy trying to catch readers up on older characters and also have a plot that was almost completely unrelated to them. Plus it was ridiculously expensive for its length, which often seems to be the case for Loose Id books.
Work is kicking my ass, as I mentioned the other day. Am spending 60+ hours a week at work. I left private practice because I didn't want that. Plus, I'm fairly confident that I'm just going to get grief about this project, and any good that comes out of it is going to be credited elsewhere.
Leisure: went to New York last weekend to hang out with The Biochemist. We clung, and went to the theater together. I saw The Imporance of Being Earnest: Brian Bedford was excellent as Lady Bracknell, and the set design was gorgeous. She saw one of the last shows of Time Stands Still. Together we saw Driving Miss Daisy and American Idiot (again). Vanessa Redgrave and James Earl Jones have surprisingly good comedic chemistry and timing. And Billie Joe Armstrong as St. Jimmy is a coked up Calvin who comes across like a cheerful little perv. Visited the American Museum of Natural History, which I enjoyed, although I had forgotten the cardinal rule of museum cafes: the more kid oriented the museum, the worse the food offered. After the museums, I wandered around for a bit, then we met on Amsterdam for dinner at a French place. Can't remember the name, but it was on the corner of 79th. Great potato leek tart appetizer. All that was fun, but the best part was the company; I wish we could see each other more often. [And yet I've made no effort to relocate to Texas. Hmmm.]
1. The Vespertine by Saundra Mitchell, YA gothic/paranormal, written about here.
2. One True Thing by Anah Crow & Dianne Fox, gay BDSM, written about here.
3. Mercy Kill by Lori G. Armstrong, mystery, written about here.
4. Lord Carew's Bride by Mary Balogh. Trad Regency. Meh, written about here.
5. Caught by A.B. Gayle, gay romance. I tweeted a little about this, plan on writing a short post later this week.
6. What Child is This? by ZA Maxfield, gay romance. This holiday novella failed for me: it was too busy trying to catch readers up on older characters and also have a plot that was almost completely unrelated to them. Plus it was ridiculously expensive for its length, which often seems to be the case for Loose Id books.
Work is kicking my ass, as I mentioned the other day. Am spending 60+ hours a week at work. I left private practice because I didn't want that. Plus, I'm fairly confident that I'm just going to get grief about this project, and any good that comes out of it is going to be credited elsewhere.
Leisure: went to New York last weekend to hang out with The Biochemist. We clung, and went to the theater together. I saw The Imporance of Being Earnest: Brian Bedford was excellent as Lady Bracknell, and the set design was gorgeous. She saw one of the last shows of Time Stands Still. Together we saw Driving Miss Daisy and American Idiot (again). Vanessa Redgrave and James Earl Jones have surprisingly good comedic chemistry and timing. And Billie Joe Armstrong as St. Jimmy is a coked up Calvin who comes across like a cheerful little perv. Visited the American Museum of Natural History, which I enjoyed, although I had forgotten the cardinal rule of museum cafes: the more kid oriented the museum, the worse the food offered. After the museums, I wandered around for a bit, then we met on Amsterdam for dinner at a French place. Can't remember the name, but it was on the corner of 79th. Great potato leek tart appetizer. All that was fun, but the best part was the company; I wish we could see each other more often. [And yet I've made no effort to relocate to Texas. Hmmm.]
