Its weird how, when I get in a fic-reading mood, I will put up with a lot of badness to satisify it, but then I find these strange little things that I just can not seem to handle. At the moment, I’m in a BSB slash place, and don’t ask me why, because I don’t know, and I don’t want to, but I’m reading a fic, a series, no less, that is bad, oh, its so bad. There’s spelling problems, and punctuation problems, and grammar problems, and fucking vocabulary problems…I almost want to think that English is a second or third (or fucking eighth) language for the author, but I know people who aren’t native to the language, and their grammar/vocab problems are entirely different from the ones this person has.

I can’t even say the premise is good, really, cause its kind of shaky, and not playing out that interestingly, so again, not sure why I’m still reading, except possibly I’m just that damn stubborn.

But what keeps killing me, and is driving me so nuts that I’m babbling all this, is their insistence on referring to Kevin Richardson’s eyes as “sapphire green.” >.< Ok, first? NO. Just...how does one come under the delusion that sapphire is a shade of green? I suppose I could flinch and tell myself that they've just confused sapphires and emeralds -- as painful as THAT would be — but…his eyes aren’t emerald, either. Now, peridot, maybe. So…pale, peircing green, confused with rich, vibrant blue. How…how does that fucking happen? I…shoot me, why am I still fucking reading this?!?