Oh...
Is this...
Will this...
Could this... actually be... good?
I think it's time for a reread of this fucking incredible book with one of the best first lines in the history of first lines.
"My name is Mary Katherine Blackwood. I am eighteen years old, and I live with my sister Constance. I have often thought that with any luck at all I could have been born a werewolf, because the two middle fingers on both my hands are the same length, but I have had to be content with what I had. I dislike washing myself, and dogs, and noise. I like my sister Constance, and Richard Plantagenet, and Amanita phalloides, the death-cup mushroom. Everyone else in my family is dead."
If they fuck this up, I'm going to be so mad.
Merricat mad.
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