I'm giggling helplessly because I immediately thought of a particular author's body of work, which was a) prolific, b) beyond toxic, and [o.0] c) apparently very well received in some circles. Truly, truly, truly, I just could not conceive that anyone would enjoy that in any sense but the ironic, observer-at-the-accident-scene sense in which one would watch Sharknado, but the beauty of this world is the vast range of people and tastes out there in the world, so there's that...
Anyway, anything witty I would have said would have been all to revealing of my opinion of the author, and all to transparent to the author herself if she should wander by here (NOT, to my knowledge a regular, but lurkers lurk), so I'm going to do what my mother taught me, and not say anything.
Still, I wanted you to know that I'm sitting here giggling.
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Anyway, anything witty I would have said would have been all to revealing of my opinion of the author, and all to transparent to the author herself if she should wander by here (NOT, to my knowledge a regular, but lurkers lurk), so I'm going to do what my mother taught me, and not say anything.
Still, I wanted you to know that I'm sitting here giggling.