That's the thing with Sally Malcolm; she can't leave her shippy proclivities at the door. That's what I'm struggling with in Hostile Ground. Well, one of the things. It's a shame. Fandy needs to know that not everyone appreciates those little "moments," especially when they add zilch to the actual story. Oh, and typos are driving me nuts. And the odd Britishism, and a few examples of poor sentence structure.

In other news: I've never actually seen zombies at my local pool having swimming lessons. I'm not sure if that signifies anything ... ;-)