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Okay, so I finally broke and checked out The Harlequin from my library. Yes, I feel dirty.

Well, first some general comments. This novel was confusing. It was like there was a plot, but then there wasn't. I counted... they spend something like150 pages dicking around at the hospital, having various theraputic smecksing and sue-ish justification conversations. Sometimes, I just wish Anita could get in her car and drive to 7-11 without encountering three corpses and an orgy on the way. Wait, make that three orgies and one corpse...

The first question is, didn't Sylvie used to be gay? Like super gay? As in, she would have had a go at being lupa, only she's gay? As in, it was presented as a more horrendous-er tragedy that she'd been raped, because rape (in LKH-verse) apparently isn't as upsetting if you like the peen to begin with? (All my books are packed in storage or I'd look it up myself.)

Okay, I guess that's really just one question. Most of the rest is general eye-rolling, scoffing noises. And at the end of the book, when Anita beat the bad guys with love, I threw up a little... in my soul.

I should have written down my specific complaints while reading. It's all just blurred into one dissatisfying lump.

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All this talk about A Wrinkle in Time has me pulling my very worn paperback off the shelf.

As much as I loved that book, my favorite L'Engle novel was A Swiftly Tilting Planet. The best part about it? Each time I read it, I pick up on something new that I missed the last time.

It's almost like it's a bunch of books in one or something! /dorky and tired.