2013-05-02 19:43
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Big day yesterday:
Death Rejoices, the second book in AJ Aalto's Marnie Baranuik Files series (Amazon links: author & title), for which I did the editing, came out yesterday.
Obviously, I'm not remotely objective[1], though my review isn't some kind of hagiographic fawn-fest. :-)
It's cute, it's fun, it's gory, it's flirty, it's silly. There are high points and slow spots, but hopefully no gaping potholes. There's a fantastically hot sex scene and a couple of zombie labradoodles.
[1] For those who didn't click through to the amazon page for the book:
You think you know the paranormal romance genre, and then you run into this book. Part splatterpunk, part mystery, part farce, and entirely entertaining, it's got something for everyone - witty banter, sexual tension, creative vulgarity, and more clever characterization than three shelves of bodice-rippers put together.
If you're looking for Anita Blake, she's one aisle over towards knows-her-shit; if you want Sookie Stackhouse, she's hiding behind that hedge of helplessness, and if you want Anne Rice's vampires, they're either being outclassed by a guy who remembers Elizabeth the First but drives a Ferrari, or staked by the guy who's got Marnie's panties in a perpetually frustrated twist.
People who shouldn't buy this book include:
- You are averse to creative coprolalia
- You are afraid of spiders (or, at least, giant, head-leaping spiders)
- You feel sympathy for zombies
- You are uncomfortable being licked by Ogres
- You have had a fuzzy slipper sexually violated by a small rodent
People who _should_ buy this book:
- If all of the above sounds awesome
Death Rejoices, the second book in AJ Aalto's Marnie Baranuik Files series (Amazon links: author & title), for which I did the editing, came out yesterday.
Obviously, I'm not remotely objective[1], though my review isn't some kind of hagiographic fawn-fest. :-)
It's cute, it's fun, it's gory, it's flirty, it's silly. There are high points and slow spots, but hopefully no gaping potholes. There's a fantastically hot sex scene and a couple of zombie labradoodles.
[1] For those who didn't click through to the amazon page for the book:
You think you know the paranormal romance genre, and then you run into this book. Part splatterpunk, part mystery, part farce, and entirely entertaining, it's got something for everyone - witty banter, sexual tension, creative vulgarity, and more clever characterization than three shelves of bodice-rippers put together.
If you're looking for Anita Blake, she's one aisle over towards knows-her-shit; if you want Sookie Stackhouse, she's hiding behind that hedge of helplessness, and if you want Anne Rice's vampires, they're either being outclassed by a guy who remembers Elizabeth the First but drives a Ferrari, or staked by the guy who's got Marnie's panties in a perpetually frustrated twist.
People who shouldn't buy this book include:
- You are averse to creative coprolalia
- You are afraid of spiders (or, at least, giant, head-leaping spiders)
- You feel sympathy for zombies
- You are uncomfortable being licked by Ogres
- You have had a fuzzy slipper sexually violated by a small rodent
People who _should_ buy this book:
- If all of the above sounds awesome
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There is also strong fan support for the phrase "calm your tits" to appear in the just-begun third book.
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That line, however, is forcing me to reconsider.
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Besides, at some point, she's probably going to bowdlerize my sorry ass and I'll get dismembered entertainingly four books from now. :-)
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