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[apocalypsos]

So I went to my parents' house for dinner tonight, and my dad gave me one of his old prepaid phones, and my mom gave me her paperback copy of The DaVinci Code because I said I hadn't read it.

I just read the first page.

Okay, here's the thing. The first story I ever wrote was because I read a horrendous romance novel when I was about fifteen that made me fling the damn thing at the nearest wall and shriek, "I can write better than that!" And I couldn't at that point, but I was damn well going to try.

I think if I had read this back then, I wouldn't have become a writer.

I would have become the quarterback for the Eagles.

They wouldn't have had much of a choice but to draft me at that point, really, considering I would have thrown this book hard enough to brain Dan Brown from several states away.

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[sabra-n.livejournal.com]

When I read that book I was in my third week away from the States, so I was just just grateful for something in English. I went through it in a couple of days and thought it was harmless. Then I read Angels and Demons and even my stupid detector went off. I think Dan Brown basically constructed a giant Mad Lib and filled different historical figures and artworks in the blanks to make those two books.

-blue