The most hotly-anticipated recap of the summer has finally arrived–this time, with sexxins!
OMG! Back! With the first book of the series I have not yet read prior to recapping!
Okay, this one didn’t take several months to produce! Success!
Recap of recap pt 1: Anita Blake has been called out to raise a pack of zombies by Big Shot Lawyer Stirling. He’s disputing ownership of a hill with the Bouvier siblings, two gorgeous fairies with flowy chestnut hair and weird-ass green eyes. But there’s a lot of icky murdering happening out in the environs of Branson, MO, and Anita has to bring out the big nipples guns to deal with it – namely the always frilly Jean-Claude. Oh yeah, and there are two Skele-pires. Sorry for that fail on my part.
Via Jez (I’ve misplaced the link itself), The Independent reported recently on the boom in romance fiction and the ever-widening scope of what “romance fiction” entails. It’s a pretty lengthy piece, touching on a lot of aspects of the industry today.
I found it especially interesting that, during WWII, one major British romance publisher escaped paper rationing in order to “maintain the morale of women who were working for the war effort.” The son of the company’s co-founder called the company “better than valium.”
And I believe it. Unlike romance novels, no one’s selling valium out of a milk crate for $.50 a hit on East 4th.
Welcome back to the world of recaps! I’m sure no one’s interested in my laundry list of bad excuses for not having posted in years and years, so I’ll skip right over that. I know I said that I’d only read up to the fourth installment of our favorite nipplicious series, but I soon realized after I began reading this one that I had in fact already read it. Huzzah!
Without further ado, mes petits, I give you… Bloody Bones, by Laurell K. Hamilton, part un.
Via Jezebel, even fictional Wall Street tycoons and i-bankers are getting the kiss-off from the romance genre. I’m picturing the BookWorld replete with these strapping stockbrokers, begging for D-list character roles in their pinstriped Armani suits. These days, it’s tough to be a gangsta.
The article claims that rugby players are the next Big Thing, but in times of financial hardship, I think the hero of the hour should be obvious. Pirates! Steal from the rich and ravish the maidens! Ahoy!
No, this is no way a meager offering instead of the recap I should have been working on over winter break. I swear, I will get through Anita Blake if the nipples of steel kill me! Knowing JC, it’s not a wholly implausible fate.
Welcome back! And thus we begin the final true recap of this series. Caps to follow! Sunday is the weekend, which means it’s still the end of the week, right?? I had a major flash of Anita-vu today when I was packing up all my penguins to be shipped cross-county, and I’ve been fighting WordPress for awhile now, trying to get the look of this just right. It’s, um, better that it was.
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