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eight ball, corner pocket
by Llachlan
http://www.merwolf.com/llachlan/Eightball.html
SYNOPSIS:
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A reporter gets more than she bargained for when she walks into a dyke bar.
Luckily she's saved by a heroic babe with an eye for a beautiful damsel in distress.
Pool cues at forty paces, girls!
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NANCY:
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The dialogue is reaching, trying a little too hard to approximate the worst of bar
dykedom, but the pool game is actually quite fun to read.
Ruined only by the good old "oh-my-god-I've-never-seen-a-woman-this-beautiful-
I-must-take-her-home-and-have-incredible-sex-with-her-for-the-rest-of-my-life"
syndrome. She deserves praise for being one of the few new writers I've seen for a
while who have bothered to spellcheck their stories before posting.
Ewok?
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EWOK:
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I rather enjoyed the dialogue overall, but there's really no excuse for the
"tales"/"tails" pun.
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NANCY:
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Favourite line in this story:
Siona looked from woman to woman, watching how intently each was focused on the other.
A pool game, I'm the marker in a pool game, she was incredulous, and we say men
suffer from too much testosterone, there's enough in this room to impregnate a village full
of Amazons.
Goes on to refer to the bar chicks as hero worshipping neophytes. Imaginative, tongue in
cheek references to the show. I approve.
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NANCY:
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7 out of 10, mainly because someone finally got me to enjoy heavy handed
references to the original Xena series in an uber story.
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EWOK:
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6 out of 10. I still haven't recovered from our last round of pool, Nancy.
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NANCY:
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Stick to video games, Ewok.
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