Showing posts with label charlaine harris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label charlaine harris. Show all posts

Friday, August 19, 2011

Book Buying Moratorium

Here's the thing.
I love the idea of a TBR list, but seriously....I'm an emotional reader, a mood-reader. So having a stack of books that must be read in a certain order just isn't going to work and it wouldn't be fair to the books I'm reading, because I'll resent them.
It has occurred to me that my shelves, both physical and digital, are full of books that I purchased or was given but have not read. There are enough of them to offer the requisite diversity to keep me from getting edgy or resentful.
It might very nearly kill me and I will have to avoid the used bookstore like it's that girl I went to high school with who is fresh-faced as she drops her kids off at school at 7:30 in the morning and is still thin as a stick... Small-town life is a constant high school reunion, but I digress.
No more book buying until I read all these dang books.
A sample of the list around me:
The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (started, didn't finish, guess I will)
Water for Elephants
Shinju
The Likeness
Fallen
Vintage Affair
Galway Bay
The Yellow House
Bitterroot Crossing
Hideaway - Koontz
all of my Charlaine Harris and Vince Flynn books....


Sigh, this could take awhile.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Insatiable~Meg Cabot

The thing is, at some point you have to feed the children.
And the dishes won’t do themselves.
Although, if I didn’t cook for the children (or rather, if I didn’t help my chef husband cook for the children) then there wouldn’t be any dishes to do. And the world would be a happier place because I could read Insatiable by Meg Cabot without interruption. Well, without interruption would never happen unless the boys were gone for the weekend with their dad and the sheets and towels washed themselves (because that’s what Saturdays are for) and I had a catheter in, which I don’t.

I was also pleased to see that Ms. Cabot and I have done some of the same research for our books. When Lucien said, “Wallachia,” I knew just what he was referring to. And when the vampire hysteria of the 1700’s was being described I was already privy to that intel. It was the Empress Dowager of Austria, Maria Theresa, and the for-real vampire hunter (her royal physician) who put the hysteria to rest. Maria Theresa had a daughter named Maria Josepha and, if you have read my book and you knew a little bit of Austrian history, that would mean something to you. Just thought it was a pleasant coincidence.

Bella Swan. Sookie Stackhouse. Meena Harper.
All girls with special gifts.
All girls whose special gifts give their blood that tantalizing bouquet that drives the vampires crazy.
All girls who find themselves swept into love with smoldering hot vampires.
And in the Vampire Diaries by LJ Smith the young hot vampire is named Stefan...like the young, hot vampire in Insatiable. Also, Smith and Cabot both named their vampire hunters Alaric. That's just how my weird brain works, drawing connections. I can't say that Cabot has even ever read the Vampire Diaries. (I did when I was 12ish and had a crush on young Stefan for years.) 
Typically, I would be turned off by such similarities but Meg Cabot’s Insatiable is far from being anything like Harris’s Sookie Stackhouse series and is even further removed from Meyer’s Twilight.
It’s not really even fair to compare Sookie and Meena’s stories. They’re so completely different.
Insatiable is a smart, sexy almost tongue-in-cheek vampire romance. It reminded me of 30 Rock but with vampires. That's especially true when Meena is completely indignant that the show she writes for is considering upping their product plugs. The idea is repugnant to Meena who thinks that product placements in the show decrease the show's creative integrity and then she grabs her Pottery Barn throw off her IKEA furniture and throws her Pottery Barn lamp at Alaric. It reminded me of an episode of 30 Rock wherein Liz Lemon is upset about the same thing and takes a drink of her diet Snapple before saying, "Wow you can't even tell that's diet," and this person in a Snapple bottle costume comes out behind them either at that point or in another episode. That's smart-funny. That's what we call clever.
Lucien’s rescue of Meena almost made me laugh just because it echoed the rescue of Bella by Edward, when the truck nearly killed her. But I was too swept up in it and merely smirked afterward. Maybe a carefully veiled parody wasn’t what Cabot was going for, but I like to think it was.
When Lucien took his reading glasses out of his pocket at the dinner party, I lost it. My husband just shook his head at me as I laughed and quieted down and started up again. It was so funny, but in a slick yet corny kind of way.
The mystery of the story wasn’t difficult to figure out. At least not the mystery of who was behind the murders. The larger mystery, what will Meena decide? Who will she choose? That was more difficult to guess. And, like with Sookie, I find myself not rooting for the sexy vampire that everyone else probably is.
I love Meena. Even though she’s one of those little pixie people who make me look like an Amazon. She’s quirky and smart and scramble-brained and quite the little powerhouse. When I was little I think I imagined myself growing up to be someone a lot like Meena Harper. What is even more endearing about Meena is that she struggles with her decisions and makes some huge mistakes. Without realizing it, she becomes one of those girls. It’s a painful realization and most of us have had it but Meena puts on her big girl panties and….well, I don’t want to give anything away.
This was the first Meg Cabot novel I have ever read and she has earned a place on my top shelf. Unfortunately she is going to wind up costing me a lot of money. I don’t want to just download her books and have them on my macbook. I want to be able to see them on my shelf because she is now one of my favorite writers. Her style is so smart and funny she can only be a true nerd underneath all the fashion and sophistication. Why? Because you have to be a bit quirky yourself to write like that.
Also, forgive me if none of this made sense. My allergies are going crazy or I have a terrible cold. I’m leaning toward the idea of it being a cold and I most likely caught it because I’m so run down from a lack of sleep thanks to Ms. Cabot. Maybe I will sue her for not putting a warning label on her book like that guy who’s suing the video game company for not putting a warning on the game he bought. He had no idea it would be so addictive that he wouldn’t be able to work or sleep or eat. I had no idea that Insatiable would keep me up all hours and make me so aggravated when I had to tend to real life. And now all I can think about is, “When is the next book coming out?” I want to see Meena Harper and Alaric and Jon and Lucien again. I think withdrawal is already setting in. 

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Living Dead in Dallas ~ Sookie Stackhouse

There are circles under my eyes.
I blame Charlaine Harris.
Poor Miss Sookie she just wants to lead her quiet, small town life and love a regular guy but she's hooked on that dang sexy Vampire Bill. Due to her very special "disability" Sookie gets dragged into a job for Bill's boss, Eric (that ridiculously hot blooded Viking) and things just get blown all to heck from there. 
I loved seeing Sookie out of her element. Sookie has gone from barmaid to sleuth and she is the definition of a strong woman. She does what needs to be done and doesn't complain about it along the way. Ms. Harris does a masterful job of enriching the already lush world of Sookie Stackhouse. She's creates a believable world wherein vampires have come out of the coffin and some humans (and vampires) aren't too happy about it. It's a problem for the government, for the average citizen and the other Supes out there. Ms. Harris wisely address them all.
The relationships in the story grow and expand and I'm not even sure whose team I'm on anymore! Sookie's definitely, but Sam or Bill or (egad!) Eric?
It was two in the morning but I immediately moved on to Club Dead.....And now I'm on Dead to the World! I just want to stay by Sookie's side and watch her grow. That's probably the most fun of all, watching a character actually grow and develop and struggle with all of this insanity that been dumped on her church-going self.

Note: With each book Ms. Harris ups the erotic factor. For some, that's favorable, for me, I hope she levels out soon or I won't be enjoying the books. Just like I can't enjoy the television series. Sorry but I am no supporter of porn, no matter how soft it is, others' addiction to it has wrecked my life more than once.
There are some dark, suggestive spots in my own novel Filter, but I never get in to graphic descriptions (it is a YA novel). Speaking of which, my book is $2.99 at amazon.com (If you get it please leave a review! Good or bad! All my reviews have been good so far!) or you can get it for FREE at http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/20957 by using the coupon code BD39K

Friday, August 6, 2010

Dead Until Dark

Just finished reading Dead Until Dark.
Charlaine Harris is an amazingly talented writer. Holy cow. It was one of those books that made me grumpy when I had to put it down to tend to my domestic responsibilities. It's unfortunate that they made the series, True Blood, basically soft porn. I stopped watching it about ten minutes into the first episode. Too bad. At least I have the books I can read while I am waiting for my book (Filter) to be noticed...It's excruciating. I'm already halfway through Dead in Dallas now. So jealous of her, she's so good! The Sookie Stackhouse novels are Twilight for grown-ups and they are exceptionally better. Meyer and Harris are on completely different levels even if they do both have a girl with a special gift torn romantically between a vampire and a shape-shifter.