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Rott considered Hadder’s words for several seconds. “What do you see out there, Marlin?” “I see a city of excess. A city of wealth. A city too blinded by its neon to see that a monster is operating in its midst.”

Covering her diseased half with her wings again, she locked sight with my eyes. “My body is not made of flesh, mister Dey. Rather, it consists of elements of the earth. Without the aid of one versed in manipulating the Land’s resources I will eventually transform into the Land itself, for I am infected with a disease that hardens my ichor, my blood, into stone.”

This protagonist is already fucked two chapters in. All because she was gullible. What a way to get taken in and deceived by the bad guy so early on. Faircloth is great at his craft.

Brandon Faircloth is a crazy good author specializing in concepts. Really enjoying what I've read so far across several of his books.

End of chapter 1 and already surprising me. Faircloth makes you care about the female perspective character really quickly.

So what do we say to you? What do we say, you mortals, you breathers, you feelers, you babes? What do we say to all of you to whom at last the answer matters?

Van Young, Adrian. Shadows in Summerland (p. 15). Open Road Media. Kindle Edition.

'What moves our tongues to speak your names, you mortals who tend on the ways of the spirits? Why do we shiver if not to feel cold and why lament if not bereaved? Why do we wander if not to discover and why watch over if not to guard? And would you believe us, you passers among us who cannot hear our ceaseless pleas, that we shiver and sadden and wander and watch because we cannot help but do?'

This author really makes me cringe when he tries to write news reports as dialogue. I don't even know where to begin in what he gets wrong about how news reporters report crime scenes. 'A robbery has gone wrong here at ___', 'we believe she is just traumatized by a violent event', ugh. Not how it's done, guy. Bad translation.

'HELLO, EVERYONE. MY name is Albert and well... I died. Not in some fantastical way, mind you. I died in my sleep. I lived a good, long life. Far longer than I realistically had a right to. I had children that I loved very much. A wife that passed far too soon. And a home in the southeastern part of the United States of America.'

Terrible opening. Vulgar display of power. It's already telling, not showing,

'That was when I realised that there must be other places, other worlds. And so I set myself to find them.’ ‘And did you find any, sir?’ I asked. ‘I did. I found this one. This is what I call a Distributary World – it was created by ideas flowing out of another world. This world could not have existed unless that other world had existed first.'"

'The waitress in the pig mask and tail didn't seem to take any notice of the fact that the man she was serving was dressed in a chicken suit. I guess that people who are dressed up as animals start to take it for granted after a while.'

Pinkwater, Daniel. Yobgorgle: Mystery Monster of Lake Ontario . Kindle Edition.

'A waitress wearing a pig mask came out and gave us menus. When she walked away, I noticed that there was a curly pig's tail attached to the back of her uniform. "This is a high-class place," Professor McFwain said.'

The author would probably benefit from knowing that there's an editorial note left in on either page 44 or 45 with the editor pointing out a misspelling in parantheses in yellow highlighted text.

In these other worlds, Bonnie is mine. In these other worlds, Bonnie wants to be mine. In these other worlds, Bonnie wants me to be hers. She wants me to belong to her. She wants my heart dangling from chain around her neck. She wants my soul wrapped around her finger. And I want the same from her.

Wright, Eddie. Broken Bulbs . '86 Newman. Kindle Edition.

“Yo double-D Dunk! People are talking! They think you might have had something to do with Willy Whitems getting murdered last night,” said Tay-Bozz striking a pose like he was on a skateboard. “The cops say they found him dead in his room. And get this – he had t-shirt marks all over him! Yeah. And now you have blood all over the front of your new t-shirt!”