I have a cold. I'd been denying it for a while, but there's no denying it now. Maybe it was my exposure to the frigidity of the tale from The Lavender Menace yesterday. Or maybe it was just being exposed to the right germ at the wrong time at work, as usual.
It's becoming more and more apparent that this whole novel thing is actually going to happen.
"The Plan," by Charles Christensen
Okay, this story has real cheek to it, and I dig cheek.
Here we have a villain whose powers are artifact based and who realizes that a life of being the good guy is morally enriching but financially disastrous. So he goes villain. Except then he starts to kinda-sorta fall for one of the good guys, and, really - it's hard enough being a gay fella without being a super-powered gay fella. The single scene is not exactly wide open, right?
Still, once a villain, always a villain. Right?
This story definitely left a grin on my face. I could picture everything so clearly - especially the revenge.
I also dig revenge. And The Lavender Menace has a lot of that.