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My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Gotta love Roger Zelazny. I can just see him getting totally baked one day and bolting up out of his thought stew and going, "Fuck all y'all, I'm writing Sherlock Holmes/Frankenstein/Dracula/poe crossover fanfic from the point of view of Jack the Ripper's dog! Suck it!"
And then he did. This is the deceptively adorable diary of a dog, chronicling his efforts and the efforts of his master as opposing forces gather to keep the demons out, or let them in. Silly, punny – there's this bit about an owl, very close-beaked, you know, doesn't say much, keeps his pinions to himself. *facepalms violently*. This is very clearly a book from a different era, but there's an enduring quality to it. Which I guess is the long-winded way of saying that it's a classic.
And how often do I get to read something at 11 and think it's adorable, and then read it at 29 and think it's adorable? Not that often.
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Date: 2013-04-21 12:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-04-21 12:53 am (UTC)Also, <3 Snuff. I love how he's so completely disinterested in people problems. He's all, "oh, and then over dinner Jack attempted to persuade Jill to switch sides, and she was tempted, but meanwhile in important matters, my cat friend and I...." <3 Snuff.
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Date: 2013-04-22 12:51 am (UTC)