Review: Dead and Gone Sookie Stackhouse book 9 by Charlaine Harris
Oh Sookie Stackhouse, how I loathe thee. I have read the whole series, and I have tried my best to love Sookie and her little Southern town and all its inhabitants, but I just cannot deal with the amount of chaos that is thrown into one of these novels.
In this installment, Sookie is in danger because her great-grampa is a Fairy, and I mean literally not figuratively. Of course he is a Prince and another group of Fae are gunning for his kingdom. La da da, another death plot on Sookie Stackhouse, *le gasp* how could she go one book without being the focus of absolutely everything. The supernatural world revolves around this kid.
The vampires revelation was accepted so well that the shifter community decided to come out of the closet so to speak themselves. I liked this part of the story but it was shoved too much on the back burner because it didn’t involve Sookie enough I suppose. Sam had some family drama that I felt was over looked except for a casual mention here or there. A quick how are you.
On the heels of the shifters going public, a werepanther is crucified in the parking lot of Merlotte’s bar, (where apparently everything bad has to happen), and of course Sookie’s brother Jason is under suspicion again.
I am a Southern girl born, raised, and fed in the South, but not everyone is that damn slow and stupid. I feel Charlaine Harris writes as if Southerners are a species of their own and are slow to think of things. Oh and in my earlier review of book one, I wondered why there were no werepossums if they were in the south. Guess what book 9 Sookie actually wonders to herself if she has ever ran over a werepossum.
I think I will stick with the TV series on this one, they take all the crazy out of the books. The books fight with themselves in absolute chaos trying to fit in and explain all the different supernatural characters that are being introduced. Were’s, Shifters, Vampires, Faire’s, and of course they are all in love with Miss Stackhouse.
The books are apparently not for me. Let me know what you think.
Review: True Blood: Dead Until Dark (Southern Vampire Series 1 Sookie Stackhouse) by Charlaine Harris
I recently started watching True Blood on HBO on demand and heard about Charlaine Harris and her Sookie Stackhouse novels by watching the show. I thought the show was kind of campy but it had all the elements of great vampire stories from the blood tears to the can’t come out in the day light phenomena. I then decided to pick up all the Southern Vampire Series books and I ordered a box set from Amazon, and got to reading. The first book in the series is Dead Until Dark. I realized almost immediately that the show on tv was very loosely based on the book. If I thought the show was camp, I was in no way prepared for the novel.
Let me start off by saying, the book read easy and flowed well. There is a mystery to be solved and it was written well. I don’t want to give too much away on that, but the mystery was the only reason I could even continue reading this book. Maybe the book is supposed to be like a vampire romance novel, the kind of stuff where Fabio is on the cover only with fangs. If that is it then yes the book was inside it’s genre. I have been reading vampire novels since I was a teen, this had all the old cliche’s and the familiarity of that was great. I was very disappointed in the main character, I thought she was a bit slutty to be constantly throwing this purity thing around. Also as the series continues, Sookie, who doesn’t seem to be the brightest light in Bon Temps has way too many suitors to keep up with. While there isn’t much trashy sex and the word cock isn’t mentioned once (thank the gods) I felt the book had this childish theme.



























