I lurked regularly on Twitter and kept a list of “if I ever blog again” random thoughts. In no particular order:
- Fred Astaire could indeed sing. He may not have had range, but he had mad interpretation skillz.
- I would rather stick a fork in my eye than finish a Kristen Ashley book. I would rather stick two forks in my eye than tell a reviewer she shouldn’t review a Kristen Ashley book. Or two KA books. Or five KA books.
- Hey author, for the thousandth time, your free book is not free because my time is not infinite, and I don’t give a rat’s ass about where it lands on an Amazon Kindle list, so no, I’m not downloading it and I’m not RTing you.
- If you compliment an author for having done her research, be sure she really has done her research.
- If you’re wondering about a plot point that involves an era with an entire bookcase (let alone a wing) of the Library of Congress/ British Library devoted to it, you probably don’t want to seek the relevant knowledge on Twitter. And if someone gives you a definitive answer to a complex question in 140 characters, it’s almost certainly wrong.
- If you write historical romance and can’t think of a book that features a black character as the hero and/or heroine, you need to read more. Or read more reviews. Or read more RITA and RT nominations. Or all of the above.
- Bollywood reflects the larger India to the same degree that Hollywood reflects the larger USA.
- There was a time when being “into” Bollywood movies was “edgy.” That time has passed. Your dog has been alive longer. So has your cat.
In the interest of being useful rather than just ranty, I’m going to provide my own response to #5 and put up some references on British India in an upcoming post. If there’s anything in particular you’d like to have info about, let me know in the comments.