I am greatly amused

I'll not bother with the chain of interest that led to me looking this up, but apparently it's hard to find a copy of Paul Darrow's Avon: A Terrible Aspect for anything under $50. This doesn't surprise me; it's a collector's item for Blake's 7 fans, and out of print; it's also written by one of the show's stars. It makes me smug, because $50 is the paperback price, and I got my hardcover years ago, rather randomly, for much less. It's not in great condition, at least as regards the dust jacket, but I can't complain (and that's a yummy picture of Avon on there, too).

But this also amuses me no end, because it's a terrible book. *snerk* I admire Mr. Darrow greatly, but he really needed a ghostwriter; his skills lie in the dramatic arts, not the literary ones. The plot is poor, the characterizations laughable and often unpleasant; it fits a certain time and genre, to a degree, but it's by no means a decent read. I keep it because I'm a B7 fan, and have ambitions of having it autographed someday, though now I'm tempted to put it on eBay and see what happens.

Never mind, Mr. Darrow. We cherish you as the irritating, irresistable Avon, among your other roles, and always will. "I have never understood why it is necessary to become irrational in order to prove that you care, or why it should be necessary to prove it at all."

I am greatly amused

I'll not bother with the chain of interest that led to me looking this up, but apparently it's hard to find a copy of Paul Darrow's Avon: A Terrible Aspect for anything under $50. This doesn't surprise me; it's a collector's item for Blake's 7 fans, and out of print; it's also written by one of the show's stars. It makes me smug, because $50 is the paperback price, and I got my hardcover years ago, rather randomly, for much less. It's not in great condition, at least as regards the dust jacket, but I can't complain (and that's a yummy picture of Avon on there, too).

But this also amuses me no end, because it's a terrible book. *snerk* I admire Mr. Darrow greatly, but he really needed a ghostwriter; his skills lie in the dramatic arts, not the literary ones. The plot is poor, the characterizations laughable and often unpleasant; it fits a certain time and genre, to a degree, but it's by no means a decent read. I keep it because I'm a B7 fan, and have ambitions of having it autographed someday, though now I'm tempted to put it on eBay and see what happens.

Never mind, Mr. Darrow. We cherish you as the irritating, irresistable Avon, among your other roles, and always will. "I have never understood why it is necessary to become irrational in order to prove that you care, or why it should be necessary to prove it at all."