...and tv. Definitely tv.
Although this week was mostly a total book binge, really. An urban fantasy book binge because, hell, when do I buy anything non-genre these days, after all.
Although, book number one was Winterstrike. And it was actually rather fabulous (and yay, SFX actually loved it too, shock horror!). The end didn't matter, after all that, as it was first in a trilogy, so it all held together better than Banner of Souls. Minor, minor quibble that yep, Essegui and Hestia's narrations sounded so similar after a while it was only by the location that you could really tell them apart, but hell, pretty minor. Anything that has a version of La Malcontenta as its first chapter can pretty much do no wrong.
Next up was The Sweet Scent of Blood, which gets an automatic extra star from me for being set in London... And another one for the goblins' flashing trainers :o) Did love those little guys...
Next up was Embrace The Night... which leads me onto a whole "hell, I'm actually totallly shallow" epiphany, I think, mainly from the last Carrie Vaughn Kitty book.
Which brings me back to Karen Chance, who hasn't done that at all, and I'm actually enjoying them more with each installment. Except for the way she absolutely has to shoehorn some random vamp!sex in there somewhere, for purely metaphysical spell reasons, obviously... But lordy, her vampires are fairly dull and geis or no, can Cassie please stop drooling over half the male characters.
And the tv... sooo much good tv!
Prison Break is still keeping me hooked (yep, it's mad, but I care!) and even if Sarah Connor had a bit of a dip this week, I'm pretty sure it's only a temporary thing. Waiting for Daisies to come back still, but oh my god, I finally found True Blood today and I spent most of the first two eps with a big daft grin on my face... lordy that was good!
Talk about Southern Gothic...! It was so deep in the backwoods I was having flashbacks to The Gift... And Anna Paquin finally remembered how to do the accent, all those years after massacring Rogue (I almost kinda forgave her, after this). She was good, too; all fey and off kilter (little bit like Anna Friel in Daisies, maybe) Also slightly amusing that two of the leads (Paquin and Ryan Kwanten) are Aussie/NZ...
I think I've been waiting for someone to finally do a proper tv take on vamps so long, I just hadn't realised it.. And there it all is. The sex and the death and it just about washed the taste of Moonlight away at last, thank god (nope, can't remember why I watched it either now).
( True Blood )
I might have to go watch it again now... Except the last ep of Dexter starts in a bit, and I so want to see Lila get thoroughly squished!