encounters with my baby brother: 13



Me: So, did you watch any of the Royal Wedding last night?


The Baby Brother: Hell no.


Me: *snort*


The BB: That’s right. I refuse to participate in the Prince marrying well below his station.


Me: *mouth hanging open*


The BB: There’s something wrong with the world when a Royal marries for love. *ponders*  And apparently I’ve been watching The Tudors too much.


Me: *dies*

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things that make you go O_o




Since when has this ‘author’s cut’ thing been happening or have I just not noticed?


Anyone have any idea how it works?  Or is it basically the same deal as a Director’s Cut, but with more pasting than cutting?  


Especially of sex scenes one imagines.

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dear publisher and/or author

Dear Publisher/s and/or Author/s

Two thumbs up for recently producing and creating m/m romances set in the Land of Oz.  That’s pretty awesome.

What’s not so great is the whole use of American idioms and language in what is meant to be an Australian story.

Well, to be completely honest, it’s more than ‘not so great’.

It’s completely and utterly fucked.

For example, ‘shift’ is a doing word.  That is, you ‘shift’ something.  It is definitely not a car.  For future reference, a car with gears and a clutch thingy is called a ‘manual’ here.

Yeah.  Not really that similar, is it.

Also, we Aussies don’t go outside to ‘grill’.  That would be something healthy people do inside their house; hopefully in the kitchen.  We Aussies throw shrimps and roadkill other stuff on the ‘barbie’.  That would be our slang for a barbecue.

Yeah.  That may sound familiar to some of you.

Oh, and that argument about changing words so Americans readers can understand what’s going on??
(a)  I’m pretty sure most of them aren’t as stupid as you think they are,
(b) don’t be so bloody lazy,
(c) that’s why God invented Google, and
(d) the rest of the world manages to deal with it so get a friggin’ clue already!

Geezus.

Yours sincerely,

Kris of Kris ‘n’ Good Books.

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in which kris struggles with the dark side

Having a Royal Wedding and Anzac Day in the same week has me torn between the Empire and the Rebellion.

At times like this, there is only one thing to do.

Help me, Obi-Kang Kenobi.

You’re my only hope.

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a kris ‘n’ good books challenge: what’s wrong with a guilty pleasure?

I’m sure many of us have a book or an author we turn to whenever we’re in the mood for something light and fluffy.

A guilty pleasure.

One of my so-called guilty pleasures, if the above cover wasn’t obvious enough, is m/m author Amber Kell.

Rocket science, they ain’t.  Stereotypical, they are.  Satisfying, yep.

And there’s also no doubt in my mind there are probably people reading this post right now and thinking that I’ve gone completely mental.

But, at the end of the day, isn’t that all a reader really wants?  To finish a book and think ‘not bad’ or ‘I liked that’ or ‘that was okay. now, I wonder what this one will be like?’.

Does a book always have to blow you away or leave you champing at the bit for more?  Can’t you just want to be entertained for an hour or so?

I wonder sometimes if readers, myself included, have become lost in the quagmire which this blogging and reviewing community can be and have forgotten that we read for enjoyment.

That many of us started reading romance because it’s fun.

Who gives a flying fuck if it doesn’t always make sense!  It’s happily-ever-after stuff, ferchrissake.

My challenge to all of you is to choose a book or an author you might ordinarily be embarrassed about admitting you love and celebrate them!

Guilty pleasure?  Fuck that.

Stop feeling like there’s something wrong with the stories you like.

Besides… guilt-free sounds so much better anyway.

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vampire ponderings (part somethingorother)

Reading about how much Amy Lane loves the phrase anal cherry reminded me of something I’ve been wondering about vampires.

It is so related.

Anyhoo…

So, if you’re a virgin when you get vamped and then you have sex – let’s face it, everyone knows that becoming a vampire turns you into a horny, blood thirsty beast without any sparkly principles – , does your hymen or anal cherry eventually come back because of the regeneration thing?

If so, I don’t see the hymenoplasty industry surviving after the Big Supernatural reveal happens in 2012.

You know I’m right.

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the kris ‘n’ good books review policy: the fineprint

PS – Oh, and if you still actually approach me with a review request after all that, I will either (a) assume you’re completely fucking whacked and delete your email immediately or (b) accept it as an obvious offer to take the total piss out of you.

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the kris ‘n’ good books review policy

The Kris ‘n’ Good Books Review Policy

1.  I don’t do reviews on request because I’m too lazy.

2.  I might change my mind if you ask me nicely (ie bribe me with pron).

3.  Highly unlikely, though.

4.  Still, if I did review your book, don’t expect me to be nice about it because I’m not.

5.  Which you would have known had you actually read some of the crap on my blog.

6.  In addition to being aware of the whole #1 thing.

7.  Also, my so-called reviews basically consist of 4-5 paragraphs and I don’t rate.

8.  Here.  I don’t rate here because I don’t like ratings.  However, I do rate at goodreads.

9.  The only thing I’m consistent with is my bad attitude and my ratings.  I am the fucking bell curve, despite being referred to as a ‘hard’ rater.

10.  This makes me right, btw.

11.  Oh, and I don’t always explain my dis/likes thoroughly so best to fuck off now if you expect that.

12.  And I do occasionally have a fangurl moment, especially when it comes to Sir Terry; the stuff of epics against whom all other authors are judged and fail.

13.  Scared??  You should be.

14.  Mostly because if you send me hate mail or diss me in any way – and I’ll find out – trust me on this – my gossip network is full of teh awesome – I will bitch about you, not only behind your back; that’s a given, but where other readers can see for themselves your feet of clay.

15.  If I reviewed, that is.

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things that make you go O_o

Hypothetical question 1:

Say an author reads a review of one of their books and it’s all positive bar one thing – in fact, the reviewer gives it 4+ stars – how do you think they might react?  By saying thanks very much for explaining why that particular aspect didn’t work for you, which the reviewer did and which all authors say they want?  Or by giving the reviewer, which is someone with whom the author had been friendly up until this particular review, the cut direct?

Hypothetical question 2:

Say an author reads a review of one of their books and it’s all positive bar one thing – in fact, the reviewer gives it 4+ stars – how do you think they might react?  By saying thanks very much for explaining why that particular aspect didn’t work for you, which the reviewer did and which all authors say they want?  Or by not responding to the review, which is something that authors recommend not be publicly done, yet writing an indirect post about it – sort of like this one – on their personal site where their fans can come out and stroke their ego?

Yeah.

It makes me wonder about pots and kettles too.

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maybe it’s me, but…

It’s not only the copious amounts of sex scenes in romance and erotica which have me skipping pages at the moment, but also the dreaded, seemingly endless fuck.

This is me…

‘Yay!  They’re finally smexing!’

Later…

*roll eyes*  ‘Oh, ferchrissake, would you cum already!’

Later still…

‘Well, obviously you weren’t that close, you bullshiter.’

And in the next moment…

‘NO!  Dear God people, have you not heard of chaffing?!’

Yeah.

Colour me totally convinced.

Not.

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