A couple of my friends are into the Anita Blake Vampire Hunter Series by Laurell K. Hamilton, and so I thought I’d check it out. I admit, I wasn’t expecting much, but I was surprised by the first novel, Guilty Pleasures. Not only was it entertaining and a page-turner, but it did actually get me to stop and think a few times. (This is amazingly rare when I read, because I usually don’t “analyze”.)
This weekend I finished the second, the Laughing Corpse and found it to be equally enticing. I’m about 50 pages into the third one, Circus of the damned.
They are a bit gory, but not as gruesome as I expected. A friend or two has referred to them as “vampire porn”, but so far there’s been no sex, though I hear things get a lot steamier later in the series (yet, that still wouldn’t qualify it as pornography). Hamilton certainly gives us a different take on the supernatural and vampires. The character Anita Blake is a tough kick-ass kind of gal, and also has enough depth to her so that the reader (well, me) doesn’t just “like” her; there are already things about Anita that bother me, and it’s good to be able to recognize traits in a character that are both likeable and not.
Anyway, it seems I’m a sucker for this type of fiction, or at least this series. I’ve read very little horror or occult fiction, maybe a book or two starring witches, but that’s it because it’s not what I’ve been drawn too and it’s not what I think I’d like, but I guess it turns out I don’t know what I like.