I am also posting to inform you that apparently Jeremy Renner has been doing some fairly dickish things of late, and, um. The More You Know?
THIRDLY I WILL REPLY TO THINGS TOMORROW IT'S JUST THAT IT'S NEARLY 2AM AND I SPENT TOO LONG WRITING THIS ENTRY.
Other things: you know what the greatest invention of the past thousand years is? CHEESECAKE CHEESE. Yes, you read that right. CHEESECAKE MOTHERFLIPPING CHEESE. To be precise, raspberry and cranberry cheesecake Wensleydale.
MAN THIS BOOK. So, so infuriating, but the only book in a while I've seriously not wanted to end. Normally I, like, enjoy the book, but the sense of accomplishment at finishing it is cool. Idk, it was just really engaging. Maddening, but I couldn't stop reading.
It was maddening because an actual theme of the book was Women Lie About Rape (because the town conspiracy/a demon tells them to) and liberal Christians and pagans are apparently Satan-worshippers without really meaning to be!
I found the pastor dude kind of difficult to like because I was expecting him to go off on a tirade about America's liberal values/socialism/~Biblical marriage~ (ie, marry your aunt like Moses' parents! LET'S NOT EVEN MENTION LOT'S DAUGHTERS)/how you are totally going to Hell. Weirdly, the book didn't even mention Hell, or Judgement Day, or the Rapture. It was basically the author blackmailing you into praying or ANGELS WILL TOTALLY DIE. I'm pretty sure angels drawing their power from prayer isn't in the Bible, but whatever, there are worse myths to perpetuate.
I liked the journalist dude, mainly because he was a total screwup with anger issues, and his daughter because she was lost and alienated and looking for her place in the world. I liked Bernice because she was broken and avenging her sister's death, which is sliiightly subverting the whole action-hero-aveges-female-family-member's-d
I did not appreciate angels wanting to spit on people because NO. Angels are benevolent if freaking terrifying, let's ignore the angel of death and the whole Samael thing.
I don't think much while reading except to go 'I like this description' or 'this sentence is way too run on'. If I come to conclusions I do it while reflecting later. Sometimes I feel guilty about this or vaguely stupid when reading other people's fannish analysis. I'm not really the ideal fandom person. Sometimes I really like dynamics or characters or plots and want to see more of them, sometimes I want to make words and have words made at me about things I've just read or watched, sometimes I write because I like immersing myself in a world and making funnies. I'm not the thinky super-clever meta-ing person generally attracted to fandom. I like things vaguely and I'm not sure why I like them.