Much amusement

[draggonlaady]

is to be had while reading Ursula Vernon's book Nurk; the strange, surprising adventures of a (somewhat) brave shrew.

Nurk had seen some unusual things in the last two days, but he hadn't come so far that he was going to just accept the word of a talking rock. Besides, he was pretty sure that--
"Rocks don't talk," he said warily."
"I'm not talking," said the rock. "You've obviously gone crazy and are hearing voices."
While Nurk had been doubting his sanity a bit--particularly since he'd agreed to rescue the prince--he was fairly sure that there was quite a long distance between mildly foolhardy and hearing the landscape talk. He steered away from the rock, giving it a wide berth.
"I don't think I'm that crazy."
"Crazy people never do," said the rock matter-of-factly. "But it's easily proved. Just come over to the rock and see for yourself if it's talking. Then you'll know if you're crazy or not."

There. A teaser. Now go, and buy a wonderful book for someone for Christmas. :)

Comments

[sagaciouslu.livejournal.com]

I recall a story that featured a talking rock. I think its first words were: "Fresh marrow! I cannot be contained!"

The events that transpired thereafter have made me eternally suspicious of talking rocks. My fingers are crossed for the wee Nurk.

BTW, your Bruce sounds delightful. Does he come in a model with breasts...?

[draggonlaady.livejournal.com]

I have a special love for good kids books :)

Bruce is delightful. And I cannot resist pointing out that Bruce does come in a model with breasts... me ;)

Sorry Bruce, you'll have to find your own gutter-witty comment this morning.

[brainweevil.livejournal.com]

No, baby. I shall not try to one up you. I bow down to your gutter and whisper, "baaaaa".

[draggonlaady.livejournal.com]

Hah! you don't bow down very often, I must have done well.

[brainweevil.livejournal.com]

So it seems. It also seems as though my love for you grows with every salacious thing you say. That cannot be true, of course. Who could possibly bear the weight of being loved so much. Still...

[draggonlaady.livejournal.com]

Aww. now you're getting all mushy in public. You are such a girl. I love it.

[brainweevil.livejournal.com]

Just because salacious has a sensuous feel to it does not inhibit its prurient nature. On the other hand, (go ahead, hum the tune. I'll wait.) that you find lascivious words mushy merely adds to my desire to bed you. Often. And many. And interminably.

[draggonlaady.livejournal.com]

"my love for you" "Who could possibly bear the weight of being loved so much."

Those were actually the "mushy" phrases I meant. :P

[brainweevil.livejournal.com]

Oh. My bad, as the kids were saying a few years ago. Still true, though.

[kresentia.livejournal.com]

Where would one find this lovely sounding book? Some place as simple as Amazon (guess I could just go check that. Dumb me. Lol!) or someplace I'd need a link to?
Sounds nifty....

[draggonlaady.livejournal.com]

I got mine from Amazon. I think you can also order directly from Sofa Wolf Press; http://www.sofawolf.com/
I know they have her other stuff available there.

[kresentia.livejournal.com]

I'll check it out - Thanks!