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Feb. 6th, 2016 08:33 pm"Incoming orbital bombardment, including plasma attack. Repeat, orbital with plasma. Maximum shields."
I have a new embarrassing interest: reading Warhammer40,000 novels. It feels a bit inappropriate, like leafing through someone's diary, found in the corner of the trash room. It's so not meant for me. But there is something incredibly soothing about reading of endless war fought by hypermasculine heroes waving plasma cannons, in a world where after all the bloodshed and warring nothing ever really changes. Zero femininity, no romance, only bonds of brotherhood and honor and duty and so, so grim future universe (although my favourite writer Nick Kyme does include quite liberal amounts of description of sweaty, well-muscled bodies. One does not need to have an oversensitive gaydar to wonder if all the 15-year boys reading about the heroics of Salamander warriors have yet completely figured out what draws them to these books).
I have a new embarrassing interest: reading Warhammer40,000 novels. It feels a bit inappropriate, like leafing through someone's diary, found in the corner of the trash room. It's so not meant for me. But there is something incredibly soothing about reading of endless war fought by hypermasculine heroes waving plasma cannons, in a world where after all the bloodshed and warring nothing ever really changes. Zero femininity, no romance, only bonds of brotherhood and honor and duty and so, so grim future universe (although my favourite writer Nick Kyme does include quite liberal amounts of description of sweaty, well-muscled bodies. One does not need to have an oversensitive gaydar to wonder if all the 15-year boys reading about the heroics of Salamander warriors have yet completely figured out what draws them to these books).
