they say…


… owners and pets often resemble each other.



I’m not sure I get what they mean.
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sarah and orannia…


… rejoice at the success of the first stage of their plans to buy ereaders.



Orannia said “Sure it’s extreme, but the doctor warned me against continuing to read my PC in the bath.”

“My passport has been blacklisted for porn importation and I figured this was easier than fighting a legal battle.” Sarah added.

This, my partially invisibles, is the definition of a true Book Slut.

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warning: this post contains explicit language



I had a commentversation with author K Z Snow recently that touched on the topic of m/m/f and a certain epublisher – yanno, the one who thinks man love is a passing fad – and went something (I cut it down slightly) like this:


K Z~ Actually, my m/m/f’s are pretty good, thank you very much. I just started suffering from toxic levels of Throbbing C***s and Glistening Folds.


The asterisks do
not stand for o-c-k. I’ve found it’s much more fun when they do…and are doubled. 😉


Me~ Good one. LOL. I wonder how hard (get it) it would be to start an anti-throbbing clits day?

K Z~ “Clits” wasn’t the word either, babycakes. There’s one even lovelier than that.

Me~ Not THAT word. I fucking hate THAT word.

For those innocents out there who are scratching their heads I’m talking about the C-U-N-T word.

Some of you are probably wondering whether it’s possible for the girl who grew up in a country mining town and who swears as much as I do to actually hate a word. Yes, my friends, it’s possible. I have a line and this is it.

I actually agree with feminist arguments which say women should take up this word and reclaim it from it’s negative connotations. I think this could happen in a similar way that other groups, who’ve born the brunt of prejudice, have taken back the words used against them. In my opinion, ‘queer’ is a good example of this.

However, understanding doesn’t stop me from despising the word, and I have MAJOR issues when it is used within the context of m/f romance or erotic fiction.

Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m being a bit of a prude on this particular topic.

Tell me, though, do you honestly find a guy saying ‘I want to fuck your cunt’ sexy?
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is kris *gasp* not lovey dovey enough for romance??



I was reading the DIK blog the other day and was taken aback when two of my mates (ie Jen and Tracy) said that they would like to be transported back to the regency world. All I could think of was “you know I love you, but… are you two fucking insane?!”

Forget that an ant’s leg percentage of the people at the time were actually part of the ton. Forget that women were basically treated like shit. Forget about the rampant disease and lack of medical treatment. Forget about the lack of mod cons such as electricity and running water.

I have one word for you girls and that is… TAMPONS.

No way in hell I would ever, EVER want to live in a world where they used – and reused – cloth when chicks had their ‘monthlies’. No. Way. In. Hell.

Ask yourself this, why do you think you rarely read about this aspect of life in historicals? Because it’s fucking gross that’s why!

As for the guys; would you really want to put sheep skin or gut on your cock? O_o I think not.

So, have I now proven myself to be not romantic enough for romance? I’ll leave that for you to decide.
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spooky



I finished reading Cassandra Clare’s awesome The Mortal Instruments series last night. *Had to brave the wild weather yesterday to go get the last book after gobbling up the first two on Saturday. Loved it. Loved it muchly.*

Anyway, before I started reading City of Glass I clicked on the telly, played the movie I’d recorded on Friday night, fastforwarded to the section I wanted to see the most, and danced around my lounge room *much to the bemusement of the boy kittens* singing Xanadu at the top of my lungs.

Later, I’m smiling away cos everyone’s going to live HEA when I come across this little scene:

“You could dress it up with a sequined headband,” Magnus suggested, offering his boyfriend something blue and sparkly. “Just a thought.”

“Resist the urge, Alec.” Simon was sitting on the edge of a low wall with Maia beside him, though she appeared to be in deep conversation with Aline. “You’ll look like Olivia Newton-John in Xanadu.”

O_O

See! Spooky!!!

Has anything like this ever happened to you?

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maybe it’s me, but…



… I’ve been catching up on some m/m reading in amongst all the YA *interesting mix I know* and have noticed a whole heap of ‘babes’ and ‘babys’ littered with gay (I crack me up!) abandon in the dialogue of a number of the stories.

Is this something anyone else has noticed? Or has it always happened and I’ve just clued in to it now??

Regardless, there’s only so many ‘babes’ and ‘babys’ I can take before my teeth start rotting away entirely.
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hibernating


So, I’ve been absenting myself for the last little while in an effort to not inflict the major grump *yep, even more bitchier than usual if you can believe it* I was having on everyone else.


Yeah, picking on LB was fun and all, but a combination of PMS, a flu-y thing, crappy sleep, a sick kitten *again* and then watching the last season of Torchwood (OMFG!!!) did not a happy Kris make. 😦

A day of pampering on Friday and a gazillion books – not a crappy one in the mix *YIPPEE!* – has gone some way to easing my duldrums, not to mention getting the shock of my life when the Daddy asked me out of the blue yesterday why hadn’t I told him that I reviewed gay books for someone.

Jesus. Wept.

NOT the phone conversation to be having when I’m chattering away on the mobile and driving at the same time. *My baby brother is sooo fucking dead when he comes home.*

Anyhoo… because sometimes you just gotta laugh at we peeps who love romance I’m sharing the below with you:

One of Tam’s friends showed me this t-shirt. I want one. 🙂

This is from Sarah Rees Brennan’s website. I read her book The Demon’s Lexicon yesterday and thought it was fab.

Oh, and here’s a couple of cowboy cookies I found whilst researching for LB. Enjoy!


PS – You’ll be glad to know that I asked my hairdresser about the mouldy hair thing. She confirmed that it was a big fat lie. *g*
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lb’s m/m story: your choices

Yanno, I think I’m severely disappointed quite surprised in you lot. You played relatively nice despite LB’s inspiring jealousy because she got to go to RWA absence from the interwebz due to famous author business. I think you’ve all lost your edge. Well done.

Here’s what you chose for LB’s story:

1. the setting~ a convention. *Wonders if this is a yet another slap in the face for living on the other side of the planet and not getting to go to anything cool. :(*

2. some background to the main protags~ it’s their first meeting. Hmmm, will it be lovey dovey or smoking hawt, I wonder??

3. another character~ a half nekkid cowboy. Yeehaw!!

4. a conflict~ pineapple. O_o Even I’m intrigued about where LB might go with this one. 😉

5. a piercing or tattoo~ a My Little Pony tattoo. Awww, every half nekkid cowboy should have one.

6. an object to be mentioned in the story somewhere~ a jock strap. There was never going to be any escape from this, LB! We all know how much you luv ’em. Mwahahahaha!

*ahem*

Dearest darlingest LB, it’s all yours! The first weekend in August is looking mighty fine for a sweet read… or should that be sour considering the fact that a pineapple is involved. 🙂

May the Muse be with yooooooooouuuuuuuuuu.

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hmmm, who can we pick on this month??

Did you think that we wouldn’t get to play together this month? Oh ye of little faith. 😉

Let’s pick on an author who is at RWA and too busy being famous to worry about the hell I’m you’re about to put her through!

Where is L B Gregg (aka Lisabea, aka LB, aka LBea, aka the cat who is away *hehehe*)??

Taste the Men of Smithfield today!

You know the drill:

Step 1. Virtual folk choose different elements to be included in a story.

Step 2. After counting the votes, I let you know the results and…

Step 3. Hand it over to LB, who has agreed *with surprisingly little begging from yours truly* to set aside 2 weeks to write a short story incorporating your choices. This will then be posted on the blog for all to enjoy and marvel over. *G*

Now let’s get to the fun bit…

1. the setting

a) an eco adventure

b) a circus

c) the Sherwood Forrest

d) a convention

2. some background to the main protags

a) it’s their first meeting

b) exes who broke up over a Big Misunderstanding

c) one is a cos player

d) old friends – one of whom has just been waiting for the right opportunity

3. another character

a) a clown

b) a chubby friar

c) a half nekkid cowboy

d) a sexy South American tour guide

4. a conflict

a) a wire that’s about to snap

b) is Russell Crowe too old to play Robin Hood?

c) pineapple

d) who didn’t buy the Diet Coke?

5. a piercing or tattoo

a) a smiley face tattoo

b) a PA

c) a tongue piercing

d) a My Little Pony tattoo

6. an object to be mentioned in the story somewhere

a) a jock strap

b) a jock strap

c) a jock strap

d) a pair of tights

Chooooose!

Leave a comment with your choices or email me at krisngoodbooksATgmail.com. You have until 12noon Saturday 18 July (Perth Western Australia time).

Just choose already! I’m telling you LB will be too busy in the bar getting freebies being famous to get pissed with any of you until after the fact.

Seriously. Would I lie to you?

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speaking of covers…



Holy cow!!
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