GBS mega-fandom strikes again

Okay, I think I've gotten the Newfoundland accent down in my head now. As I type this, I'm watching an old second-season episode of The X-Files, "Dod Kalm", which just started off with a mutiny on a Navy destroyer somewhere in Norwegian waters. The men who've fled the boat are found by a Canadian fishing vessel--and the captain of same was speaking with a suspiciously familiar accent. He was pronouncing "three" as "t'ree" and "there" as "dere". And my brain went "HEY! I know who talks like that!" Hee!

Latest read

Lady Dragon, by Jewell Mason. With a title like that and a name like that, it's probably no surprise that this was one of the historical romances that I got as a freebie in the raffle basket I won at Writer's Weekend.

Now, I have nothing against historical romances as a genre. I've even looked over a couple I actually kind of liked. A book called Gossamer comes immediately to mind, though I didn't actually finish it--it was one of the ones I borrowed out of lyricae's stock while I was still working for her at her bookstore, to read during lunch. THAT was a nicely written romance novel, with good character development and an interesting plot, with more going on than just the hero and heroine making gooey eyes at one another. (I'd like to actually finish that book if I get a chance.) I like Tami Hoag's romance novels, too, the one or two she wrote before she swung over into writing romantic suspense.

However, Lady Dragon was not a nicely written romance novel. Let us count the ways as to why:

( Ooh, that was a bad book then )