There's lots wrong with it when it occurs in the middle of some exciting action.
In the middle of a scene of people storming in for a great and urgent confrontation, Laurell K. Hamilton takes TWO WHOLE PAGES to describe the damn room having been redone in white, silver and gold!!
And three pages later, Anita fucking Blake shoots the fucking sofa cushions! With a fucking silver bullet!! **headdesk**
And it's not just that, it's needlessly long and detailed. "Everything was done in shimmering white, gold and silver, from the wall hangings and the sofas to the large open fireplace", would have been perfectly adequate.
It gets Better. Earlier in the same book, when she's supposed to be rescuing her own damned Pard members--who are being actively tortured, and she knows it--takes the time to have a metaphysical threesome in the *middle of a BDSM club*.
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In the middle of a scene of people storming in for a great and urgent confrontation, Laurell K. Hamilton takes TWO WHOLE PAGES to describe the damn room having been redone in white, silver and gold!!
And three pages later, Anita fucking Blake shoots the fucking sofa cushions! With a fucking silver bullet!! **headdesk**
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Having a solid description of a room/setting available is one thing, but NOT IN THE MIDDLE OF ACTION.
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Instead, she wastes two pages on that.-
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(in my head, it's JC's sneaky 'fuck you' to Anita; "You ran away; I redid my home to match my sparkly shiny boyfriend")
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It's just....speshul.
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It's bloody ridiculous!!!