“Okay, boys, Back in the pile!”
“He’s over there. Splinter!”
He’s usually in the last place you look. 
I lost one of those recently. You think she’ll share?
Whaddaya mean there’s only one?
I did warn you …
Sorry.
Considering that her son Christopher is gay, I sure hope she won’t change her views!
Didn’t she write the Beauty trilogy under a pseudonym?
Not, presumably, by Jesus.
Do we have to pull J.D. Salinger out of seclusion to pilot the suicide probe into Anne’s writing room? (That’s leaving aside the problem of choosing the cocky, hotshot co-author that the old guy sacrifices himself to save. Did Keanu Reeves ever write anything?)
Yeah- but I was trying to give some comfort to those who might think that since Anne’s come to Jesus (and why is this a surprise to anyone who has followed her career for the past few years?), she was gonna suddenly become a C’tian Righty.
I wouldn’t mind if she did join us on the Right, but I don’t see it happening.
So a shout out to Anne, stay gay-accepting but move away from the pederasty & please keep it out of any JC books!
I heard that she and Madonna were going to collaborate and write children’s books.
Won’t Anne’s Christianity conflict with Madonna’s fake Judaism?
In a related story, Rice’s son Christopher has joined his mother’s cause by announcing his next book will focus on a whiny gay boy who is the son of a bestselling vampire novelist turned Christian writer.
I’m guessing she’ll be with him only until Jesus gets that restraining order renewed.
Well, ignorance in the field of protochristian scholarship certainly didn’t stop Dan Brown. Or hurt his sales (though it did hurt my brain, when I tried to read his book – too much ignorance to ignore). But hey, whatever – Rice’s work had started sucking other things than blood years ago.
At least there is a silver lining if she reverted to Catholic, rather than going the evang/fundie route. I mean, Ultraorthodox Catholic Mel Gibson was able to channel it into the kind of dark, violent, uncomfortably-undertoned bloodletting the masses just live for…
** Anne Rice has found God**
This is the first time I’ve ever felt sorry for God.
I get so astonished in this florid and humid … oh shit, I’m starting to channel the old Anne Rice.
Sounds like one of those philosophical parodoxes, like “Can God make a stone so big even He can’t lift it?”
Adam
I still like the one about Jesus and the Burrito better.