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Random 3 AM grumbling...
Oct. 20th, 2009 03:08 amOh, Torchwood novels. How is it you can simultaneously amuse and piss me off? Setting aside the questionable characterization of Jack and Gwen in this book (I get the feeling the author is not a Gwen fan, though still better than what you get in a lot of fanfic)...
I can't decide if this is an issue of bad research or just bad phrasing, but when the author talks about "Owen's area", I have no idea what they mean. Owen's desk? The autopsy room? I'm guessing the autopsy room, given the phrasing of Jack going down there, but it's still very unclear, and neither of those areas has a mirror (at least not one that I can see, ever).
It's possible I'm just a little more growly about this than usual because I spent a few hours earlier working out the layout of the Hub yet again, but damn it, a writer who is getting paid to do this could at least put in as much effort as those of us who aren't. (If I'm lucky, when/if we get a S4 of Torchwood, they will give me a Hub or other home base that is much less baffling. Not that I don't love the Hub, but... I don't know. When I try to make it all work out in my head, it's like one of those optical illusions of structures that can't possibly exist. Goddamn it, Torchwood.)
Unrelated note to self: see about acquiring peppermint schnapps. A nice big bottle, preferably, with an extremely high alcohol content, for use as a muscle relaxant. It's much less annoying and unpleasant than trying to use vodka for the same purpose.
This is what happens when I can't sleep, you guys. Especially when I don't have Twitter to spam. I apologize.
I can't decide if this is an issue of bad research or just bad phrasing, but when the author talks about "Owen's area", I have no idea what they mean. Owen's desk? The autopsy room? I'm guessing the autopsy room, given the phrasing of Jack going down there, but it's still very unclear, and neither of those areas has a mirror (at least not one that I can see, ever).
It's possible I'm just a little more growly about this than usual because I spent a few hours earlier working out the layout of the Hub yet again, but damn it, a writer who is getting paid to do this could at least put in as much effort as those of us who aren't. (If I'm lucky, when/if we get a S4 of Torchwood, they will give me a Hub or other home base that is much less baffling. Not that I don't love the Hub, but... I don't know. When I try to make it all work out in my head, it's like one of those optical illusions of structures that can't possibly exist. Goddamn it, Torchwood.)
Unrelated note to self: see about acquiring peppermint schnapps. A nice big bottle, preferably, with an extremely high alcohol content, for use as a muscle relaxant. It's much less annoying and unpleasant than trying to use vodka for the same purpose.
This is what happens when I can't sleep, you guys. Especially when I don't have Twitter to spam. I apologize.
