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Tannat

Not so much a blog; just lots of books

Currently reading

The Mermaids Singing
Val McDermid
Progress: 23%
Dragonfly Falling
Adrian Tchaikovsky
Progress: 4%
Tricked
Kevin Hearne
Progress: 65%
Moby-Dick: or, The Whale (Penguin Classics)
Herman Melville
Manifold: Time
Stephen Baxter, Chris Schluep
Progress: 99/480pages
Boneshaker
Cherie Priest
Progress: 18%
The Long War
Stephen Baxter, Terry Pratchett
Progress: 68/501pages

Reading progress update: I've read 72%.

Crocodile on the Sandbank  - Elizabeth Peters

So, this happens:

As he spoke, in an insufferably sarcastic tone, I thought I detected a faint smell of singeing cloth.

...

The smell of singeing cloth grew stronger. I have a very keen sense of smell.

...

There was definitely a small curl of smoke issuing from the pocket in which Emerson had placed his pipe.

...

Emerson did not reply. A most peculiar expression had come over his face. I watched him for a moment, relishing the situation with, I fear, a malice most unbecoming a Christian woman.
“Your pocket is on fire,” I added. “I thought when you put your pipe away that it was not quite out, but you dislike advice so much…. Good night.”
I went away, leaving Emerson dancing up and down in the moonlight, beating at his pocket with both hands.

Remember that scene in The Circular Staircase? This is a thing! A definite thing! Also possibly known as a trope.