“Caucasian vampires should never wear white,” the television announcer intoned.
Here we are again, back with Sookie Stackhouse. With series like these (every novel has basically the same story line with extras and locations that are swapped around) it is somehow less easier to review it. Haven’t you read and reviewed all of them when you read one? Will there be a time that Sookie Stackhouse follows through on her idea of laying off dating and dangerous men in her life? Either way, on to the story.
Sookie Stackhouse finds her sister-in-law (a were-panther) crucified in the parking lot of her job. Faeries are after her. Good looking men circle around her to protect her or kill her. She comes into some money and gets severely hurt. I have skipped the last three books before this one and could still pick up on every plot line. It is simply how it goes.
And yet – like the chicklits I told myself I was going to stop reading – it’s all very enjoyable. Yes, Charlaine Harris has the annoying habit to describe everyone’s clothing and hair and using the word ‘nub’ in a sex scene might have been the most libido-killing thing I ever read, but she knows how to tell an entertaining story. It moves fast, reads easily and oh well, there is almost an illusion things won’t end up right. It’s a snack.
A snack you don’t want to have every day or even every week, so I’ll say goodbye to Sookie Stackhouse for a few other novels. It’s not like I’ll be missing something anyway.
Dead and Gone, Charlaine Harris, Ace Books 2009