But I think this stuff gets smoothed out in editing. So even though it grates on the nerves at times and makes me feel completely uninspired and unoriginal, I think the important part is just getting the general idea down before it slips the mind--because stuff that slips the mind just never comes back (trust me), and you can always think of a better turn of phrase later on.
And well, I guess Janet can steal from her own self, but at what point does the minimal deja vu and the acceptable evolution of writing style and skill just become plain old overkill?
But don't misconstue my words. Despite her publication of manuscripts that might have been better left as rough drafts (and honestly, I am not here to judge, only to meet a sufficent word count for this blog post) and her frequent sacrifices of decency for cheap laughs (which I laugh at--hard), I love Janet's work.
And since I have now questioned the all-powerful Evanovich (please don't hurt me), I will do her a good turn (not that she needs me to) by posting a link to the trailer for the movie, which comes out early next year, that is based on her One For the Money, the masterpiece *misty kisses her fingers* that started it all, or rather, finished it all. And just by way of information, there are 6 swears in this trailer, 4 instances of partial nudity, and references to sex ( can you belive that in a clip rated for appropriate audiences?). Not that I'm blaming the great and mighty Evanovich (please don't strike me down dead).