Clad in furs, Princess Tamara of the Realm of Snark rides in off the steppes, followed by her horde of sword-swinging commenters.
They come to plunder the genre-fiction shelves. And to denounce the “pussification of vampires.”
Clad in furs, Princess Tamara of the Realm of Snark rides in off the steppes, followed by her horde of sword-swinging commenters.
They come to plunder the genre-fiction shelves. And to denounce the “pussification of vampires.”
I used to associate “urban fantasy” with cool, mythically oriented authors like Charles de Lint. When did the label get taken over by the paranormal romance crowd? Ugh.
So, have you read Maureen Birnbaum, Barbarian Swordperson?
Just wondering, as the style of this post recalls those very funny stories.
I read the comments at your link — sounds like a fun read at the used-book price.