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[mrissa]

I would have sworn that if you got a story idea that was, "What if George W. Bush and Osama bin Laden got married in an alternate universe? HAhahahahaHA!", you should maybe, at most, post it on your lj in the above one-sentence form and move on with your life. I am mistaken. Apparently you should send it to F&SF, where they will give you some of my money for it.

Also, the David Gerrold story in that issue goes beyond the maudlin dog story into a saccharine-walled moral pit, and I hope I do not meet the man at a con, because while I wouldn't actually have any difficulty not punching him after reading that damn story, I would sit there and think about it really really hard.

yhlee, darlin', you'd have classed up the joint anyway, but I'm sorry it took so much work to do so.

Comments

[buymeaclue.livejournal.com]

There is a dog-killing story that's supposed to be _sweet?_

This is grammatically correct, yet makes no sense.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Oh, the puppy saved the stupid human, how sweeeeeet.

This is honestly not a spoiler: the minute the dog shows up, you know the poor beast is toast.

[buymeaclue.livejournal.com]

Gahhh. I have the issue, I think. Now I don't know whether to shun it, or read it just for the frothing.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

It was the last line of the story that really made me froth. Be forewarned.

[rachelmanija.livejournal.com]

I think the last line was supposed to be really creepy and disturbing. I thought it was somewhat creepy and disturbing, but as an ending, it just seemed pointless.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

By that point it was clear that there was not going to be a satisfying resolution, though: there really was nothing that could happen in 3/4 of a page that would have been satisfying. So the pointlessness was not surprising.

Plot of this story: child turns into amoral monster. M'ris fails to care.

[buymeaclue.livejournal.com]

I went ahead and read the beginning of the story, skimmed the middle (they took a _shelter_ _dog_ for this? gah!), and read the end and...dear. Oh, dear.

::frothing::

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

*hands Hannah a towel for the froth*

Yep. I warned you.