All Consuming

Items FlyGirl consumed in…

September, 2008



  1. Thursday 4
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    P.S. Your Cat is Dead — 1 person

    Not worth consuming


  2. Wednesday 10
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    THE SENTINEL — 1 person

    Worth consuming!


  3. Thursday 11
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    Finished consuming…
    Something's Gotta Give — 1141 people

    Worth consuming!


  4. Saturday 13
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    Bram Stoker's Dracula — 1298 people

    Worth consuming!


  5. Saturday 20
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    Finished consuming…
    Twelve Sharp — 4 people



  6. Sunday 21
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    Divorce, Le — 1 person

    Worth consuming!

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    Lean Mean Thirteen (Stephanie Plum, No. 13) — 6 people

    Worth consuming!


  7. Monday 22
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    Finished consuming…
    Arular — 240 people

    Worth consuming!


  8. Wednesday 24
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    Finished consuming…
    Original Sin — 10 people

    Worth consuming!


  9. Thursday 25

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    Confession (1937) — 2 people

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    Finished consuming…
    Dr. Monica — 1 person

    Tagged: melodrama kay francis pre-censor


  10. Saturday 27
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    The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas — 145 people

    Worth consuming!


  11. Monday 29
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    Finished consuming…
    London After Midnight — 2 people

    Worth consuming!


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    A story about "Twelve Sharp" — 10 weeks ago

    Ah, Janet. Janet, Janet, Janet.

    WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?

    I so enjoy the Stephanie Plum books. Are they great literature? Of course not! Will they bring about world peace, end hunger, and cure split ends? Absolutely, without a doubt – no. Are they even believable? Well, in a hard-core, suspended-belief kind of way, yes.

    But they are my guilty pleasure. And they are hilarious. And I (as is much of Houston) am so in need of something to laugh about these days. And, up to now, Janet has always so faithfully delivered.

    Until now. Until Twelve Sharp. Sigh. Flat, stale, and unprofitable. Quell déception!

    It might have been enough to put me off of this series altogether—perhaps after eleven books, Evanovich simply ran out of steam and fresh ideas. Fortunately, I had Lean Mean Thirteen. Which is quite simply hilarious.

    So perhaps Twelve Sharp is just Evanovich not at her sharpest. Irony has always been my weakest type of humor.

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    A story about "Bram Stoker's Dracula" — 11 weeks ago

    WORTH CONSUMING!

    I have been reading this less than 24 hours and I already learned one thing: Bram (as in “Stoker”), which is what my daughter would have been named had she been a son, is short for Abraham.

    I thought I should get on with reading this, especially since I have already put it off for a year and a half. Vampires creep me out; they are so insidious. You just never know when they are going to sneak up on you and turn you into one of those pale, ominous creatures who lurk in the dark avoiding mirrors.

    Come to think of it, that could almost be a description of my daughter, whom I haven’t seen in daylight (except for a week this summer) in a l-o-o-o-n-g time and who sneaked into my room last night and cornered me from sinister motivations, claiming she needed help with her biology homework. Some claim children suck the very life right out of you. And the child does have a suspect history—being almost named the same as the author of this book.

    Less than 24 hours—and look at the turns my life is taking. Who says reading doesn’t change the world?

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    A story about "Bram Stoker's Dracula" — 11 weeks ago

    WORTH CONSUMING!

    I had the perfect plan. Hurricane Ike is coming; I can see it on the news. And since electricity goes out around here with the merest breath of wind, I figured it would probably go out late Friday night or early Saturday morning, right? So what better time to read a story like this than in the dark of night with the rain pouring and the winds lashing around outside, setting up an infernal howl. Perfect atmosphere for creepy stories, right?

    Only the electricity didn’t go off. Oh, it threatened to a couple of times, but at nearly 2 in the morning, I was still watching CNN and KHOU news. I’ll admit, I’m a news junkie and I just could not stop watching every freaking detail about the water spilling over the seawall in Galveston and the destruction already coming up from the gulf.

    I finally turned off the TV and went to sleep exhausted. No power outage. No Dracula during the hurricane.

    Although that’s probably just as well because my imagination is way too vivid and I would have scared the crap out of myself. Scaring the crap out of yourself is a lot less fun when you can’t turn the lights on and prove to yourself there is no monster creeping up on you in the dark.

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    A story about "THE SENTINEL" — 11 weeks ago

    WORTH CONSUMING!

    A seriously creepy story that borrows prolifically but rather inexactly from Dante’s Paradise Lost. You just gotta love a book that attempts to sell New York City as the gateway to Beelzebub’s domain.

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    P.P.S. This book probably killed him. — 12 weeks ago

    NOT WORTH CONSUMING

    The cover of my 1972 paperback says, “It’s New Year’s Eve. Your best friend died in September, you’ve been robbed twice, your girl friend is leaving you, you’ve just lost your job… and the only one left to talk to is a gay burglar you’ve got tied up in the kitchen. P.S. Your Cat is Dead.”

    With a cover like that, how can this book be anything but hilarious? Author James Kirkwood had a classic scenario for snort-milk-out-your-nose-from-laughing comedy. He actually delivers in one place: when the main character Jim lobs fruit at his departing girl friend. That’s it. Read it several times because it is the only laugh you’re going to get out of this book. It does not feature the “bizarre humor” promised by its reviewers -or the zany, surprising, witty, fascinating riveting, or imaginative humor either. Quite frankly, it is barren of much humor at all of any kind. In fact, I found myself wincing a lot more than I found myself laughing, undoubtedly because the lead character/narrator is too petty-minded and mean-spirited to be entertaining.

    The only explanation I can offer for the great reviews it got is that this book is a “coming out of the closet gee-I-never-knew-I-was-gay” novel and in the let-it-all-hang-out 60s and 70s, no one wanted to bash it lest they be branded as homophobic. I’m not homophobic, but I am definitely unhilarious-’hilarious’-books-phobic.

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