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The Doctor Who and Torchwood books are very hit and miss. The DW ones always have been -- I read a bunch growing up and I still read them now. I find that they fall into one of three categories:
1) Really awesome and almost surprising
2) Two characters are written really well, the rest aren't, and overall it's not bad but I wouldn't read it again
3) Worse than the first fic I've ever seen leaving me wondering if I will ever get my two hours of time back it took me to read it, and also why they don't just hire one of the many decent fic writers out there to write the books instead.
Anyway, yesterday was spent recovering from the EPICNESS that was the steampunk party. During which I slept, lazed about in bed, and read two of the new Torchwood books I'd picked up. One was pretty good. Very Tosh and Owen centric and I enjoyed it. The other was.... Well, it had potential. The idea behind it was really COOL. but the book itself? Arse.
Let's just say that it had Jack Fucking Harkness riding a Fucking Flying Unicorn.
In fact, I have to share:
ANYWAY. The moral of the story is listen to the big finish audios if you want better quality (overall) and only read the books if you are prepared for FUCKING UNICORNS.
1) Really awesome and almost surprising
2) Two characters are written really well, the rest aren't, and overall it's not bad but I wouldn't read it again
3) Worse than the first fic I've ever seen leaving me wondering if I will ever get my two hours of time back it took me to read it, and also why they don't just hire one of the many decent fic writers out there to write the books instead.
Anyway, yesterday was spent recovering from the EPICNESS that was the steampunk party. During which I slept, lazed about in bed, and read two of the new Torchwood books I'd picked up. One was pretty good. Very Tosh and Owen centric and I enjoyed it. The other was.... Well, it had potential. The idea behind it was really COOL. but the book itself? Arse.
Let's just say that it had Jack Fucking Harkness riding a Fucking Flying Unicorn.
In fact, I have to share:
Jack surveyed the rest of the Stadium. The howling wind that had encircled the enclosed space was beginning ot loosen chairs and hoardings. But soaring toward him from the stand beyond the goalposts was another extraordinary sight. A Flying Unicorn.
The pale white coat was dappled green in the supernatural light. It seemed to toss his head at him as it approached. Jack clambered up onto the balcony rail, waited fort he amazing creature to pass and leaped onto its back.
He almost overshot. But the animal dropped its shoulder and swung around so that Jack was able to rebalance.
He sat well forward on the animal's withers, plunging his handsdeep into its silky mane and pushing his legs over the point of the shoulder to keep them cleat of the elegantly beating wings. He held on grimly as it veered into the wind and out over the centre of the stadium.
The unicorn shimmied right a little, then swooped through a sudden squall in the wind. Its legs kicked away the snatching branches of the alien trees as the hooves skimmed the canopy
ANYWAY. The moral of the story is listen to the big finish audios if you want better quality (overall) and only read the books if you are prepared for FUCKING UNICORNS.
