From the our-pron-is-erotica files: a British slash writer is up on obscenity charges for “a kind of splatter-core horror-porn tribute to a British girl band who can’t sing in tune without digital processing.” Hide your Twincest, fellas…
I almost started reading Pavane, a well-known alternate history novel, today. Instead, I stumbled across this review of the season 7 Firefly premiere, filled with all the character-assassinating, plot-twisting, Joss-moonlighting, don’t-turn-into-a-snake-it-never-helps pain that never was. Or as a commenter put it,
So, even in your fantasy, Joss fails you for several seasons of Firefly? You are way too cynical!