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Nov. 9th, 2018 07:52 amSeen on facebook, pimping for Kindle Unlimited: “My name is Nate Temple. I ride a foul-mouthed unicorn, drink with Achilles, and I’m pals with the Four Horsemen. I’ve even cowtipped the Minotaur.”
I am about half tempted to read this thing even though I fear it will be painfully bad. It might be bad in a good way. Authorial voice has enough snark to carry me several chapters, more if the sex is good. (Is it a sex book? I certainly hope so.) It could be horrible indeed, in which case it might rise to the level of the Martian Cock Poison Porn. (This was actually a thing. It was a porn short published in the October 1992 issue of HotShots magazine, a relic I retrieved from one of my apartments after a tenant had moved out. I have a physical copy of it at my house.)
I am about half tempted to read this thing even though I fear it will be painfully bad. It might be bad in a good way. Authorial voice has enough snark to carry me several chapters, more if the sex is good. (Is it a sex book? I certainly hope so.) It could be horrible indeed, in which case it might rise to the level of the Martian Cock Poison Porn. (This was actually a thing. It was a porn short published in the October 1992 issue of HotShots magazine, a relic I retrieved from one of my apartments after a tenant had moved out. I have a physical copy of it at my house.)
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Date: 2019-03-03 10:31 pm (UTC)(March, it is March. I have thought on this damn thing since November. Now that's pretty effective marketing...)