What was THE MOMENT for you?

[bluesimplicity.livejournal.com]

Hey Fellow Lashers. 

I've got a question I've been wondering about for you all. Consider it a survey of sorts.

What was THE MOMENT when you knew that you were done with AB:VH (Or even Merry?) I'm not talking about the bad grammer, the endless, bore me to death sex scenes, or LKH not even remembering how to spell her own character names. (We've all plodded along with those in the hopes that it would someday get better.) I mean the moment when it FINALLY happened. When you threw whatever book you were reading across the room and just KNEW you were never going to pick it up again?

For me, it had to be in Incubus Dreams. I almost did it when we found out Richard was now a rape victim (WHAT?? A-fucking-NOTHER one?? Can you not have a dick in the AB world and not get raped?) But I held on. Then it was almost the sex scene were Anita goes on and on in great detail about barfing and blowjobs, followed by the 18 thousand fuckmefuckmefuckmes at the end. But not quite - I was plodding along until....

The bad guys leave a note. 

After all this drama, all this tension (well, no not really, but let's pretend), said bad guys don't even show up and do a "Whoops! Our bad! So sorry. Gotta-go-bye!" 

For me, that was IT! I was never ever EVER going to pay good money to read this woman's crap again. And I feel so much freer for it!

What was everyone's else THAT'S IT moment of clarity? 

Just curious.

Blue

P.S. For Merry, it was in the last book, which I didn't even bother to read, when my friend mentioned to me that is was 384 pages and they STILL hadn't made it to the Seelie Court. But they sure as hell did fuck alot. BAH!!

Comments

[pandorasblog]

I think it was probably when she had sex with Byron in ID. The whole book up to that point had consisted of sex scenes and setting-up-scenes-for-sex-scenes, but that in particular just felt so pointless. Anita's sex life had begun to resemble George Mallory's oft-quoted reason for attempting to scale Everest: "Because it was there."

Since it's not in my nature to give up on books, and because (even taking into account other quality slippage in the preceding several books, which up to then had seemed more subtle to me) I still thought there must be something worthwhile going on somewhere, I finished it. And then I discovered that there really was no structure-saving thing happening at the end. So... curious though I was about what Anita would do next (I'd imagine some sort of liniment for the vaginal inflammation would be a good start), I felt that wasting another tenner on the next book would be just plain daft.