Okay, I'm sorry to do this to you all. But I'm going freaking insane and I cannot control it for any longer. I have reached my limit. My limit, 'tis reached. WWBC is killing me. Kim Harrison (who shall henceforth only be referred to as Cock Block - or possibly Cock Block McGee - by me) is killing me. *grabs hair and tugs and pulls*
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I've been patient. We all have. We have all been patient. Six books is fucking patient. But I CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE. I'm like having actual physical symptoms due to the intense irritation and hateration (love you, Mary J!) Book 7 is inspiring in me.
Now, I'm pretty sure that if you've read Book 7, you probably know the scene I got to, promptly threw my hands up in the air and was like all:

Yes, it is the scene where Rachel goes up to the belfry to get her demon book or whatever and Mr. I'm Fucking Irrelevant and Exist Only to Cock-Block volunteers to help her go look for it, because god forbid Rachel climb some stairs and carry a BOOK on her own.
You know what happens in this scene, and I knew it was coming. Really, I did. We all knew it was coming the moment Mr. I'm Fucking Irrelevant and Exist Only to Cock-Block was invited to dinner, and we really knew it was coming when Robbie and Mr. I'm Fucking Irrelevant and Exist Only to Cock-Block got their bromance on over Alice's cobbler pie or whatever. But even knowing that it was coming, I was not at all prepared for the reality of it ... or my reaction to it coming to pass. It was just so much more horrible than ever before this time.
I mean, Rachel/Crap for Brains ... aiight, whatevs. I actually liked Nick in the first and second book, and found him constantly being referred to as Crap for Brains in the fourth book hilarious. I dealt with it. Rachel/Kisten ... Kisten was an alright dude, Ivy liked him, and he was a not so secret Ravy shipper. Dude, also kept pressing for a threesome, which, you gotta respect. If I was him, I'd try to bang Ivy again while dating Rachel too. In fact I'd just watch them. So Kisten, I could deal with. I could probably even deal with Rachel/Mr. I'm Fucking Irrelevant and Exist Only to Cock-Block (if I skipped all of their scenes together, which I have been anyway, so HA!). But I accidentally spoiled myself for what's gonna happen with Ivy and ...

Seriously, Cock Block. WHY? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? I'M A GOOD PERSON! I PAY MY TAXES! I LIKE PUPPIES AND KITTENS AND BROWN PAPER PACKAGES ALL TIED WITH STRING! SO, WHY DO YOU HATE ME?!?!?!?!
*hyperventilates* *breathes into a paper bag*
I cannot pick up this book without my stomach clenching and a wave of exhaustion washing over me. I just want to hide under a blanket and sleep until Cock Block makes the pain go away. I literally have not been able to open the book in days!
Me: What the fuck is it with you? What don't you fucking understand? You got any fucking idea about, hey, it's fucking distracting having Ivy hooking up with a dude when she's head over heels in love with Rachel! What don't you get about it?
Cock Block: Some nutball said he wanted Ivy to hook up with a guy.
Me: Ohhhhh, goooood for you. And how was it? I hope it was fucking good for nutball, because everyone else is pissed off, aren't they? You are trashing my femslash!
Cock Block: Janine, I was only...
Me: You've done it one too many fucking times, and I ain't picking up another book unless there's Ravy. I'm fucking serious. You're a nice chick. You're a nice chick, but that don't fucking cut it when you've been fucking cock-blocking Ravy action for seven fucking books. Seriously, you and I, we are fucking done professionally.
Seriously, it's like:

SHIT'S ABOUT TO GO DOWN, BITCHES!
And ... I feel better now.
Once, again, I apologize for this bout of insanity, but I needed to get that off of my chest.
I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! I've been patient. We all have. We have all been patient. Six books is fucking patient. But I CANNOT TAKE IT ANYMORE. I'm like having actual physical symptoms due to the intense irritation and hateration (love you, Mary J!) Book 7 is inspiring in me.
Now, I'm pretty sure that if you've read Book 7, you probably know the scene I got to, promptly threw my hands up in the air and was like all:

Yes, it is the scene where Rachel goes up to the belfry to get her demon book or whatever and Mr. I'm Fucking Irrelevant and Exist Only to Cock-Block volunteers to help her go look for it, because god forbid Rachel climb some stairs and carry a BOOK on her own.
You know what happens in this scene, and I knew it was coming. Really, I did. We all knew it was coming the moment Mr. I'm Fucking Irrelevant and Exist Only to Cock-Block was invited to dinner, and we really knew it was coming when Robbie and Mr. I'm Fucking Irrelevant and Exist Only to Cock-Block got their bromance on over Alice's cobbler pie or whatever. But even knowing that it was coming, I was not at all prepared for the reality of it ... or my reaction to it coming to pass. It was just so much more horrible than ever before this time.
I mean, Rachel/Crap for Brains ... aiight, whatevs. I actually liked Nick in the first and second book, and found him constantly being referred to as Crap for Brains in the fourth book hilarious. I dealt with it. Rachel/Kisten ... Kisten was an alright dude, Ivy liked him, and he was a not so secret Ravy shipper. Dude, also kept pressing for a threesome, which, you gotta respect. If I was him, I'd try to bang Ivy again while dating Rachel too. In fact I'd just watch them. So Kisten, I could deal with. I could probably even deal with Rachel/Mr. I'm Fucking Irrelevant and Exist Only to Cock-Block (if I skipped all of their scenes together, which I have been anyway, so HA!). But I accidentally spoiled myself for what's gonna happen with Ivy and ...

Seriously, Cock Block. WHY? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? I'M A GOOD PERSON! I PAY MY TAXES! I LIKE PUPPIES AND KITTENS AND BROWN PAPER PACKAGES ALL TIED WITH STRING! SO, WHY DO YOU HATE ME?!?!?!?!
*hyperventilates* *breathes into a paper bag*
I cannot pick up this book without my stomach clenching and a wave of exhaustion washing over me. I just want to hide under a blanket and sleep until Cock Block makes the pain go away. I literally have not been able to open the book in days!
Me: What the fuck is it with you? What don't you fucking understand? You got any fucking idea about, hey, it's fucking distracting having Ivy hooking up with a dude when she's head over heels in love with Rachel! What don't you get about it?
Cock Block: Some nutball said he wanted Ivy to hook up with a guy.
Me: Ohhhhh, goooood for you. And how was it? I hope it was fucking good for nutball, because everyone else is pissed off, aren't they? You are trashing my femslash!
Cock Block: Janine, I was only...
Me: You've done it one too many fucking times, and I ain't picking up another book unless there's Ravy. I'm fucking serious. You're a nice chick. You're a nice chick, but that don't fucking cut it when you've been fucking cock-blocking Ravy action for seven fucking books. Seriously, you and I, we are fucking done professionally.
Seriously, it's like:

SHIT'S ABOUT TO GO DOWN, BITCHES!
And ... I feel better now.
Once, again, I apologize for this bout of insanity, but I needed to get that off of my chest.
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Date: 2009-03-25 10:02 pm (UTC)It's a well-written series, with well developed characters and an interesting universe. And I fucking love the character of Ivy. Really, I've been quite obsessed with the series, and recommending it to everyone for like two months.
The will they/won't they relationship in the series has just become the end of me though. I can't take the constant cock-blockage anymore.
That being said, I would still recommend the series, I would just warn you that eventually you too may implode ... like I have today ;)
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Date: 2009-03-25 10:13 pm (UTC)And I'm kind of relieved I know about this development - it means I'll be less likely to implode when I get around to reading Book 7 ;)
(Can't wait to read the next chapter of The Edge, btw :D)
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Date: 2009-03-25 10:18 pm (UTC)And I'm kind of relieved I know about this development - it means I'll be less likely to implode when I get around to reading Book 7 ;)
lol, you may not. I seem to be the only one imploding over Book 7. In fact, I think that most have enjoyed it, so it's entirely possible that you will make it to Book 7 and beyond without imploding ... and may never implode!
Can't wait to read the next chapter of The Edge, btw :D
Thanks! Charlie's in for a rough night ;)
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Date: 2009-03-25 11:43 pm (UTC)One thing Kim is doing well (too well, truth be known) is keeping the suspense in the Ivy/Rachel thing. Plus there's an interesting scene with Skimmer in the prison...
Keep reading. I can't say it ends perfectly, but it does improve from this point on. Of course I can't see how it could get much worse.
PS Rachel needs to remember that Jinks was getting old and slow too until she made him big. He became better after that and the same thing may work for his wife. Just had to say it...
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Date: 2009-03-26 03:23 pm (UTC)This makes me feel marginally better. But, I didn't expect cock-blocker to stay around, which is what is so annoying about the whole thing. Rachel ignores an actual relationship with the potential for success in favor of a meaningless tryst that she knows (and everyone else knows) is doomed to fail.
One thing Kim is doing well (too well, truth be known) is keeping the suspense in the Ivy/Rachel thing.
Too well, indeed. It's past ridiculous now. It is something that if far beyond ridiculous and it's driving me insane. Normal people would have dealt with this shit by now. Ivy's feelings are clear. She laid them out clearer than ever in this book. Rachel either needs to give her a chance, or they need to wipe their hands and walk away from each other. Because Ivy, despite what she says, is NOT okay with the situation, is still in love with Rachel, and is still just bidding her time and waiting. And Rachel just continues to get off on making bad decisions and fucking with people. She is a drama queen, who adds needless suffering to her own life and the lives of those around her.
Of course I can't see how it could get much worse.
Heh.
Rachel needs to remember that Jinks was getting old and slow too until she made him big. He became better after that and the same thing may work for his wife. Just had to say it...
Does she remember this? Have they realized this could save Matilina? Or is this something that is painfully obvious to the reader, but of which Rachel is completely oblivious (as usual) because she's too busy worrying about whether or not she wants to bang a ghost?
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Date: 2009-03-26 04:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-26 04:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-26 04:15 am (UTC)Crap. I've felt this way for most of the series. I really want to keep reading, but damn it, I don't have time for this shit. I need more from my reading, when the real world sucks of it so much.
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Date: 2009-03-26 03:15 pm (UTC)I feel you on this.
I need more from my reading, when the real world sucks of it so much.
Exactly! I don't need my fucking entertainment choices to depress me and make me feel like shit. The real world is irritating enough without hobbies bugging the shit out of me too.