Things My Spam Filter Taught Me
Wednesday, 31 October 2007 10:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
freckles_and_doubt"A small penis has one advantage: it requires less soap."
Now that I'm over the paroxysms of coughing from choking on my left-over malva pudding, I have to report with a certain sadness that Making Money, the latest Pratchett, didn't really do it for me. Scrappy, bitty narrative, too many characters/subplots, certainly compared to the wonderful underlying elegance of Going Postal. The nice thing about Pratchett, though, is that the book still delivers laugh-out-loud moments, as well as its fair complement of snickers, chuckles and snorts. I only hurt myself by being a fool for Plot.
Oh, and incidentally, not appreciating the severely misguided attempts of you Witterers to end my sad singlehood by setting me up with random Russian commenters. Honestly.
Now that I'm over the paroxysms of coughing from choking on my left-over malva pudding, I have to report with a certain sadness that Making Money, the latest Pratchett, didn't really do it for me. Scrappy, bitty narrative, too many characters/subplots, certainly compared to the wonderful underlying elegance of Going Postal. The nice thing about Pratchett, though, is that the book still delivers laugh-out-loud moments, as well as its fair complement of snickers, chuckles and snorts. I only hurt myself by being a fool for Plot.
Oh, and incidentally, not appreciating the severely misguided attempts of you Witterers to end my sad singlehood by setting me up with random Russian commenters. Honestly.
