The beauty of being a reader is that sometimes the just right book comes at the just right time. This is the book and the time was right. After finishing a book late one night on my Kindle, I decided to immediately go out and find another one. I don’t usually do it from my Kindle, I do it from the Amazon site, so I didn’t know how to access my wish list. So, I just perused the New York Times Bestseller list and found Bite Me: A Love Story by Christopher Moore. I had read a couple of his books in the past and liked them, and I needed a bit of a cheering up – take your mind off your troubles – kind of book.
This book was all that and more. The main character is Abigail Von Normal – Abby Normal. Seriously! How’s that for a coincidence?! When I saw that I thought, wow, spooky and then I settled in for a good read.
Now, let me begin by saying this book is not for everyone. Really. Here is the opening paragraph:
The City of San Francisco is being stalked by a huge, shaved vampyre cat name Chet, and only I, Abby Normal, emergency backup mistress of the Greater Bay Area night, and my manga-haired love monkey, Foo Dog, stand between the ravenous monster and a bloody massacre of the general public. Which isn’t, like, as bad as it sounds, because the general public kind of sucks ass.
See, not for everyone. Here’s more:
Anyway, I make it to the loft and I come in all, “hey Countess, here’s your drill!” All Carebear-on-crack-perky, although that might have been a mistake, because it’s a proven fact that it’s easier to murder the perky. And I’m sort of, WTF vampyress? Because she’s not her normal self, which is like hemophiliac hawt, but she’s like printer-paper pale. And I totally ignore the fact that she’s wearing one of my long skirts and black bustier without even asking, and it’s bustiering her way more than it does me, which is kind of rude. And I’m all, “Countess, are you okay? you look kind of pale.”
Now, if reading all that gave you a headache, I understand, but if you think it sounds like a fun ride, give it a shot. I loved it. It was just what I needed at the moment, pure silliness and a roller coaster ride of vampyres vs goth chic. I liked it so much, that I’ve gone and ordered the first two books in the series: Bloodsucking Fiends: A Love Story and You Suck: A Love Story. (Yeah apparently it’s the third book in the series – way to be on top of things, Pam).