R.A. MacAvoy's Tea with the Black Dragon
I don’t remember where I saw this book recommended, but I am giving it some side-eye. At first I was into it—I did have to look up the publication date (1983) because some of the language is veeeeeeeerrrrrry dated—but I was enjoying the growing friendship of a musician visiting San Francisco to meet with her daughter and the debonair guy she meets in the hotel who is very obviously actually a dragon. I was like, great, this seems cozy and philosophical! But then it turns out the daughter is missing, and we're shortly in a bad action movie. NOT the vibe. There is a sequel that looks even more grim (kidnapped toddlers and murder, apparently). B/B-.
No comments:
Post a Comment