Eric Northman on children:
Happy Friday! Constant vigilance!
Who wants a bag of bones?” he said, with absolute sincerity. “I don’t want to hurt myself on the sharp edges of the woman I’m bedding.” —Eric Northman, Sookie Stackhouse series.
(One of my favourite quotes! I love Eric.)
I lied. I didn’t write to on the fourth. But truly, I was super busy! SPOILERS AHEAD.
Anyway, as I did promise a review on the series ending of the Harper Connelly books, here it goes:
In the series ender Harper and Tolliver are forced to look into their past and solve their sisters disappearance.
They also have to explain to their little sisters that they are dating and that some day they will get married. Bizarre.
Not to mention that Tollivers ex-drug addict dad is back in the picture. And he’s being a complete creep.
I found that this was a nice ending to the series and tied up all the loose ends. But I doubt that I’ll read about these characters again because the relationship was just too icky for me. I enjoyed the rest of it though besides that.
And lucky for me a new Sookie book is out so I can wash away my doubts and boohoos with Eric! Yay!
Yeah. She did it. She took it that next step of “ew”.
In this book she took it to like 82 different steps of “ew”, actually. Harper and Tolliver are set to find out what happened to a bunch of boys that have gone missing in the dead of winter. I can’t even tell you what happened because then (obviously) the plot is ruined and you won’t even read it.
Just put on a helmet for all the horribleness and hopefully that’ll block it some. She’s a fantastic writer and skirts around the big bad so you know what happens but you don’t want to stab out your minds eye.
Unless of course the fact that she makes the two leads get it on and they’ve considered each other brother and sister since their teens bothers you. It gives me a serious case of the heebeejeebees even though I know, I KNOW they are not blood related.
But they have two sisters that have a blood line with both of them! GROSS! …I need to keep reminding myself that I love her. I love Charlaine and her writing and this book is as bad as it gets in all cases and the rest are good and …and..and…
Okay. I’ll stop.
Harper Connelly is back in ‘Grave Surprise’ and her brother Tolliver Lang (step-brother) continues to travel with her and help people find out what happened to their loved ones.
In this book Harper is asked to go to a university’s grave yard and show off her skills. (The professor is not a believer and is set out to ruin her reputation. She knows this and loves the challenge to prove him wrong.)
You should know that I, too, have a sixth sense.
Most people can tell when danger is coming in a book, when something doesn’t seem right, when things start to get a little suspicious.
Well, my talent extends to knowing that there will be incest in a book. It’s a terrible talent, but has kept the ‘ick’ factor from throwing up because technically, I saw it coming and put up the necessary blocks.
Ok, ok, so it’s not really incest if it’s her stepbrother. In this book though, nothing even happens. It’s just when the sixth sense started t kick in.
Even Charlaine Harris wouldn’t do something that bizarre right? Right?!
Harper Connelly is a medium. Technically.
This character can sense what happened to dead people. She stands over their graves, or can sense their bodies from a distance and tell you what happened in the moments of their deaths.
She travels around with her brother Tolliver, who has a badass mustache. Also, Harper was hit by lightning as a teenager which is how she got her powers. There’s also a hot cop in this. (Or at least I assume he’s hot. My imagination used Tony from Shameless. Haha.)
I really enjoyed this one, I usually like the introductory phases in Charlaines books and this one was so intriguing that I pretty much read it cover to cover.
Great start to a series and a good new voice.
*Insert aggravated growl*
I’m annoyed with myself. I’m annoyed with my books. I’m annoyed with everything around me all the time. But today particularly, I’m annoyed with Vampires.
That’s right. I said it. I’m annooooooyed with vampires and the horror genre. I want to punch it in the face, stake it in the heart and watch it explode like the vamps on Trueblood. (Those are currently the only vampires I can stand btw. And that’s because Alexander is shirtless a lot. And amusing.)
I’m reading ‘Jane Slayre’ a hardy har har horror book that’s entwined vampires and Jane Eyre. How clever. Not over done at all. Is there a bandwagon that I can get people off of when it comes to these things? Because I’ve got to say, I’m tired of vamps, tired of mixing classics with them and everything that it entails. I’m sure this book would be a great read if I hadn’t already read things like ‘Pride and Prejudice and Zombies’, ‘Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters’, ‘Dawn of the Dreadfuls’, ‘Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter’. I’ve been attempting to read this book for days, but I just can’t get into it.
And the sad thing is it’s probably one of the better fused of all of these. I hate to ditch it since the last couple of books haven’t been right up my alley either, especially because I know that there is a book about the Opus Dei that I bought when I was going through my Dan Brown phase, next. Balls.
I love supernatural books. I love the creativity that it takes to make something new and fresh with old news. But can we please stop for awhile with the vampires? It’d be nice to see some other supernatural creatures shine for awhile. And the sad thing is I really liked vamps for awhile until the entire world became all about them at such an intense level.
I blame Robert Pattinson. He’ll always be Cedric to me!!! Stupid Edward…
It’s time to get really creative people and come up with stories that don’t involve vampires. It’s time to move on. It’s time.