A Brief Moment of Inertia: Lensman fanfic, more man-on-the-street. Mystery. People have been dying in a series of horrific spacecraft accidents as their inertialess drives fail at exactly the wrong times. Takes the assumptions of the Lensmen series, and then runs the sci-fi as hard as it can after that point. More Sir Arthur Conan Doyle than Raymond Chandler.
Larry Lustig and I and the Polite New Yorker: A *startlingly* raunchy joke, covering a good-sized paragraph.
Head over Heels in Hate: A nice, high-quality trashy romance novel, of the "two people who really don't get along well must get married for some contrived reason" subgenre. Refreshing, in that they don't just fall for each other straight off - the "really quite at odds but working together for practical reasons" bit takes up a good half of the book, and the snark is first-rate.
Moe Moe Moe (How Do You Like It?) After mishearing the lyrics to Rebel Yell, a man named Moe decides that his difficulties with the ladies are due to the fact that he hasn't found the right one yet - and that apparently the right one wants not one Moe, but three. He relatively quickly gathers together two other Moes (both of whom are at least as romantically unsuccessful), convince them of the rightness of his cause, and then track down Billy Idol to ask who this lady is that "wants Moe, Moe, Moe". There's a fair bit of pretty obvious stupidity humor, which left me uninterested, but I've heard that those who enjoy the genre liked it. In the end, they wind up hooking up with a firecracker of a lady who has a libido a mile wide and decides that yes, she does like the idea of having a harem of three guys who are easily convinced of silly things, even if they're a little odd around the edges.
Larry Lustig and I and the Polite New Yorker: A *startlingly* raunchy joke, covering a good-sized paragraph.
Head over Heels in Hate: A nice, high-quality trashy romance novel, of the "two people who really don't get along well must get married for some contrived reason" subgenre. Refreshing, in that they don't just fall for each other straight off - the "really quite at odds but working together for practical reasons" bit takes up a good half of the book, and the snark is first-rate.
Moe Moe Moe (How Do You Like It?) After mishearing the lyrics to Rebel Yell, a man named Moe decides that his difficulties with the ladies are due to the fact that he hasn't found the right one yet - and that apparently the right one wants not one Moe, but three. He relatively quickly gathers together two other Moes (both of whom are at least as romantically unsuccessful), convince them of the rightness of his cause, and then track down Billy Idol to ask who this lady is that "wants Moe, Moe, Moe". There's a fair bit of pretty obvious stupidity humor, which left me uninterested, but I've heard that those who enjoy the genre liked it. In the end, they wind up hooking up with a firecracker of a lady who has a libido a mile wide and decides that yes, she does like the idea of having a harem of three guys who are easily convinced of silly things, even if they're a little odd around the edges.