It’s that sort of day. (ETA: It’s also the sort of day when I hit Publish by accident, so totally that sort of day. Anyway, you get links with a wander down memory lane.)
A Patricia Briggs interview @ Confessions of an Opinionated Book Geek (love that title!), where she tackles the question as to why Mercy Thompson has no female friends. Patricia Briggs has obviously given it some thought… I’m not entirely sure whether I agree with some of the arguments she made (will have to ponder a bit more), but I love knowing Mercy’s close to her half-sisters (I didn’t know she had any!) and her college roommate (who gave her the tattoos). Who knew? (And NIGHT BROKEN releases Tuesday! I’m halfway through Seanan McGuire’s HALF-OFF RAGNAROK at the moment, but may have to put it to one side…)
I obviously haunt Courtney Milan‘s blog because she’s clever, articulate, and all of that – I found this post of hers about self-publishing v. traditional publishing really interesting. I have no interest in writing, but I find industry posts from the author’s perspective fascinating.
Kind of random, but this post by Sherwood Smith @ Book View Cafe on everyday phrases that relate to anachronistic objects (plus comments) made me think. It’s like the phrase “dial in” – I can’t remember the last time I used a phone with a rotary dial, but I still use the phrase every day, e.g. “Can you add a dial-in for that meeting as I’ll be working from home?”. And everyone knows what you mean!
And to round off, a little trip down memory lane…
Do you know what my first “proper” romance book was? I don’t mean one of those Sweet Dreams books (anyone read those, by the way?) or a M&B/Harlequin (which I graduated to after running out of Sweet Dreams books). I mean a full-length romance novel.
Not unexpected, as I’d always been hanging out in the SFF aisles, it was an SF romance. I suspect it was mis-shelved, but it was a mis-shelving I took full advantage of…
The book was Justine Davis‘s THE SKYPIRATE (and yes, with that very cover – I know, I’m not quite sure how I got it past my mother either).
I loved it (as you may suspect, there were dashing sky-pirates, hidden identities, missing heirs, and equal amounts of angst and action), and it was the start of my romance reading career. So very good memories – I’m pretty sure I read and re-read the book many times over, until poor Fabio (it is Fabio, right?) was practically separated from the rest of the book.
And guess what?
Justine Davis has announced she’s re-releasing THE SKYPIRATE and its prequel (which I never managed to track down), PLUS writing the long-awaited wrap up to the trilogy (because threads were left hanging…). I am very very excited.
So – has anyone else out there read THE SKYPIRATE before (it’s a mid-1990s release according to Goodreads)? And do you have equally good memories of your first “proper” romance novel?