*shakes head*

[agilebrit]

You know, I see stuff like this (caution: that link is not remotely SFW as it describes a sex act in graphic and somewhat horrifying detail--I mean, it's not even a well-written sex scene. Your sex scene should not make me either giggle or go WTF, especially not at the same time. Consider this a spew warning, because I see you all running off to read it. I'll wait), and it gives me hope. If a woman who writes the following descriptor:

The ex-world champion boxer-turned-music mogul

can get an agent and a four-book deal, that gives me hope that I can too. Admittedly, it's not my genre and we perhaps have higher standards than, well, that, but still.

I mean, seriously, if I wrote a descriptor like that, my Hubby, my Writing Buddy, and all of You would hit me over the head with a style manual and a copy of Stephen King's "On Writing." Her dashes aren't even in the right place. I don't think. *squints* It's...hard to tell, actually. Regardless, that is an awkward, awkward construction.

I can see it now:

Ben, a werewolf ex-Army Ranger turned computer hacker and otherwise jack-of-all-trades for his PI boss, kissed his waitress/artist/aspiring-actress wife Janni goodbye as he headed out the door for another surveillance job.

*THWAP*

Yes, I get that Dan Brown gets away with this. That's because he's Dan Brown and there's no accounting for taste.

BAD WRITER. NO BOOZE.