WOW. What a difference four years make!
As I've told some of you already, I am not racing through MOBY. No way. I mean to take my time about it, aye? There is no way I'm going to race through this puppy and sit around bewildered and rocking back and forth in my happy place until the next one comes out. If I had the willpower, I'd read half a page a day until Book 9!!!
Remind me I said all of this when I'm halfway through the book in a few days and whining to you all about this or that (she says with a wave of her hand. Is it me or does everyone wave their hands a lot in MOBY?? It makes me giggle and wonder if DG does a lot of hand-waving at home to her poochies and my best friend, Doug.)
OK...SO...I am going to give a quick synopsis of what I've read so far. This is the Reader's Digest version as I left off at a juicy part and must go read.
First off...I have the sickest love/hate relationship with Lord John. One minute I'm all "Oh I loveeee Lord Johnnnn...he's so witty (and pretty...and gayyyy!)" and the next I'm thinking "You snotty English bastard. Jamie should have killed you when he had the chance." Now poor Jamie's laid up in poor Mrs. Whatshername's cot with pain shooting up through his left but-tock (said like Forrest Gump) while Lord John is laid up with the indent of Jamie's knuckles in his upper cheekbone.
One does notice the parallel, does one not?
It's a good thing those girls came back with sausage and the makings for johnnycakes because I did NOT want to think about our beloved Jamie with a void in his wame.
And could I have LOVED IT MORE when he was sittin' round the table, kabitzing with the likes of Washington and Mad Anthony Wayne??? Oh it was positively DELISH for our history
And by the way, I watch TURN...so MY Washington is smokin' hot.
Now on to Claire.
AIN'T NOBODY GOT TIME FOR THAT!!!
And I want to know what's going on down at that print shop, too. She keeps excusing herself to go down there and find out what's going on. I mean...dinna get me wrong, I'd be making every excuse in the book to go hang out with Fergus as well...but still. The Brits are leaving, man. It's not safe out there!!!
Off to read, y'all. A girl can only stand so much!!!