Dionne Galace

I was just thinking that there’s something severely fucked up about this cover. It looks like a Grimms Faerie Tale where the virginal princess is swept away by an anorexic dude in a skirt. Oh, princess, don’t run away with him! He lives on blood and embalming fluid and sleeps in a hyperbaric chamber! Shouldn’t [...]

So I finally got it. Yay! And it looks just like this picture. Yay! And it reads RTFs like a dream! Yay! And PDFs too. Yay! But not that well. Boo! And the screen looks just like paper. Yay! And I have to convert every single one of my PDFs to RTFs so I can [...]

Grade: A I’m one of those readers who’s pretty good at figuring out the killer after only a few chapters (some of us can knit, some can play the piano with their toes, I’m mothafucking Columbo, yo). Sometimes I can pinpoint the killer from reading the back blurb. It can be really frustrating to know [...]

I’ve had a thing for Harry Dresden from the very first book. He’s just so clever and funny and nice, yet he’s a flawed character, too. I enjoy his interactions with his little skull sidekick and the will-they-or-won’t-they relationship he has with Murph, the police detective he often works with. But dude, I’ve never looked [...]

Hey, you guys, remember that “Torn” chick? Like when that song first came out, everyone was singing, I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel… I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor but then the radio stations wouldn’t stop playing it and every time you heard it, it made [...]