Point of Annoyance Number Two
Don’t talk to me about a fiction novel. Not bloody ever. Those words just don’t ever need to be in a sentence together. If it’s a book-length work of fiction, it’s a novel and vice versa. You’ve got a novel? Well then, it’s fiction. You’ve got a work of non-fiction? In that case, it’s not a novel. End of story and case closed.
Now, if you want to discuss this, we can. But if your view differs from this, you’re wrong. And don’t blame me: I don’t make this stuff up. These are the laws as handed down to us from antiquity. And they is what they is.
What’s next?
Now, if you want to discuss this, we can. But if your view differs from this, you’re wrong. And don’t blame me: I don’t make this stuff up. These are the laws as handed down to us from antiquity. And they is what they is.
What’s next?
Comments
Like, duh... Although I'll make a concession for Val McDermid's The Torment of Others, which I kept finding in true crime in Chapters/Indigo.
OK, I'm in a grumpy mood, too.
:)
Caroline