The other part is that I've been doing nothing but reading brain candy for the last week, and it has been glorious. Last week was finals, but my students had all their stuff in before finals, so all I had to do was administrative work last week. I took the rest of the week to read whatever I wanted, and it was wonderful. I've been working through some of Kresley Cole's novels, as well as Christine Feehan--I do love getting hold of a new series.
But today, I would like to talk about a recent disturbing trend I've noticed in some of the books I've been reading, and to announce the formation of a new organization: RAACK (Readers Against Awesome Car Killing).
Let me explain.
Fans of Janet Evanovich's Stephanie Plum novels know that bad things happen to cars in those books. Generally speaking, they get blown up. Ranger, one of the love interests, has cars for Stephanie as a line item under entertainment for the guys who work for him, as they all start up a book every time Stephanie gets a new car to bet on how long it will take before something happens to it.
Okay, that's fine and funny. But if you know something's going to happen, why would you give her a new car? Or, in what really caused me to wince, in Smokin' Seventeen was, well, a Shelby GT350.
This hurts my soul. A lot. I mean, just look at it! How do you look at this car and say, "Yup, I'm going to write a book where one of these gets blown up!"
It's enough to make someone weep.
In any case, I thought that surely, I wouldn't come across anymore awesome cars being destroyed as I made my way through my romance novel foray as I caught up with the book series I'd fallen behind on over the school year. Oh, but I was wrong.
I picked up Kresley Cole's Dark Desires After Dusk. (Shut up about the name.) The characters escape a variety of interesting bad guys in a Bugatti Veyron. Want to know why it's awesome? Well, I'll let Jeremy Clarkson tell you from the AutoVista section of Forza 4:
For those of you not wanting to listen to a pedantic Brit talk about how awesome this car is, I'll make it brief. The Veyron is the fastest road legal production car in the world, the super sport topping out at 267 miles per hour, supported by an 8 liter, W16 engine which produces 1200 brake horsepower. At top speed, it burns through an entire tank of gas in 12 minutes, and can shred a set of tires in about the same amount of time. The base price is 1.7 million dollars (US).
And they wrecked it.
Apparently, I made a squeaky noise when that happened.
I will give this--Cole spends a good bit of time talking about how awesome the car is. And then she kills it. It folds in on itself like it's made from aluminum foil. A Veyron.
So. I would like to announce the formation of a new organization known as RAACK: Readers Against Awesome Car Killing. Ladies and gentlemen, authors of the world, please, we beg you: if you're going to have your character wreck a car, do us a favor and wreck a Gremlin. Anything else just hurts our feelings.