You know what’s wrong with contemporary fantasy of any flavour?
Not enough Elvis.
What’s up with that?
Also they should all be set in Bolzano, Dapto, Enugu or Guayaquil.
On your bikes. Except for Alan, of course.
You know what’s wrong with contemporary fantasy of any flavour?
Not enough Elvis.
What’s up with that?
Also they should all be set in Bolzano, Dapto, Enugu or Guayaquil.
On your bikes. Except for Alan, of course.
Have you read the Sookie Stackhouse mystery/fantasy series by Charlaine Harris? They are adult mystery/fantasy with vampires and other creatures as well as Elvis. The first book in the series is “Dead Until Dark.” If you haven’t, they are worth a look.
Chance gets a pass as well.
Jackie M.: Of course. Many many people do. Like you and David. I was just using the excuse to link to Alan’s brilliant piece one more time.
But Chance and Alan earned their passes…
You don’t think you and David earned passes? The blog overlord does.
Alan isn’t allowed to ride bikes or Alan writes books with enough Elvis in Bolzano, Dapto, Enugu and Guayaquil?
I’m easily confused.
Nah. David (and Jeremy T.) just snarked from the sidelines. Amusingly, true! But I see neither genius satire nor any great concentration of Elvisness coming from them.
And me, man. I just sat in the gallery and ate the peanuts.
Patrick: Follow the links.
Jackie: David is always thinking of Elvis. also eating peanuts is a giant contribution. Elvis loved peanuts.
The links lead to a big WAAAH-fest of jealousy over a book about Fairies —
WAIT a second….
Someone needs more boots.