I’m reading James Rollins’ Black Order, and it’s been a bit of a trial. I have to say it’s sloppily written, showing distinct signs of being a first draft that was sent in unread. And the author goes into greater detail on weapons than he has the actual knowledge to, and you know that tweaks Hell out of me.
And now I find I have to forgive him many of his literary sins. Because he just had one of his protagonists kill an assassin with a fucking Ugly Duckling float in Tivoli Gardens.
Which is just so awesome it fills me with … awe.
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