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I read The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy in bed last night. I subsequently had a nightmare about a boy with pins sticking out of his eyes. Despite the trauma, the book was worth it. Now for that brick that calls itself Jonathan Strange.

Before that, hark at this, VC-following people!

Artwork for the Vampire Lestat musical

For some strange reason, Lestat doesn't seem to have any legs. But at least he's blond.

Lestat closer, doing one of those red-carpet "back to you" poses

S'all right, isn't it? Though try telling that tagline to Marius or David.

I really, really have to start saving for New York. >:)



Thanks to yonder kiraelf for the heads-up.