Wallabies and Figments. A' veux! A' veux!*.
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selkie at 12:29am on 21/05/2004[Wannit!!]
Damn you, Gollancz, damn you to crunchy, stale, decaff-on-the-side purgatory. It's out in paperback in the UK, fergawds!
* title: a Francophone child says this when wailing and pointing desperately and red-faced to something out of reach.
Delivered best, to this date, by Aiain Byrne, at age 4.5; therefore I left it in French. Spray some cookie crumbs around for good measure as you wail it.
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(My mental soundtrack more involves the peeve* insistently repeating, "Want a *bone*," but I'll take what I can get . . .)
*You haven't read Tanith Lee's "Black Unicorn"? Hie thee to a library -- or better yet, a bookstore -- and procure a copy. The peeve will thank you for it. ("Moon!")
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