"your assumption is as inaccurate as your pitch."

[usuallyhats]

- Off to visit Hetty, a friend from university, this weekend, woop! Last time I saw her, in February, I introduced her to Buffy. She is now four episodes into Angel season 5. This time I am taking her Dead Like Me so we will probably spend a lot of time watching those two. She lives in the middle of the countryside so we may also go for walks and things, I've never been there in the summer before. *hopes for sunshine*

- Mini-stories by various famous authors; I have only read the ones by JKR (sweet, and her handwriting is lovely) and Neil Gaiman (fun!) so far, but it looks like there's some good stuff in there.

- Yesterday I watched an episode of Adam Adamant Lives! and there was no Montage of Unconsciousness. It was most unsettling. I will stop going on about this program eventually, I promise.

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I couldn't read either JKR's or Neil's writing very well (I'm using a laptop rather than a large screen PC, and I often have trouble reading text on images), which is a shame really...

Enjoy your trip !

[usuallyhats]

Thank you, I did!

There's a transcription of the JKR one here, and here's the Neil Gaiman one:

"The great detective sat in the library of Foxton Manor and watched the sun set and the twilight darken into night, and he pondered. The leather armchair was comfortable, and perfect for pondering in.

"'Three particularly vicious murders, each a month apart,' he mused. 'First Lord Foxton, torn apart in this very library. Two months ago the night porter was found in the rose garden with his throat ripped out, and the manor was shut up and abandoned. Last month, four weeks ago, a poacher was savagely killed, in the woods, in the rain.' He shook his head.

"'If you eliminate the impossible...' muttered the great detective. 'But you know, I'd almost be prepared to believe in werewolves if a single person had remained in this house through all the murders. And what about that unfortunate poacher?' He remembered the photographs of the crime scene: a body in the mud, but no footprints. Just indentations in the earth, as if whatever had attacked the man had been standing on a platform, or even a chair...

"He looked down. In the full moon's pale light he could make out dried mud on the base of the chair legs.

"'If a werewolf bites a person,' said the great detective to himself, 'then the person turns into a wolf when the moon is full. But what if a werewolf bit something else? What if it bit a...'

"Something growled, close to his ear, while beneath his hand, where there had been smooth leather, he now felt fur, rough as a wolf's pelt..."

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Thanks very much. The JKR one was fun and very silly (Elvendork !! o_O), but Neil's is chillingly good !