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The most hotly-anticipated recap of the summer has finally arrived–this time, with sexxins!

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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.

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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.

It’s almost a cliche now: woman in a bad marriage has an affair or three and discovers she’s an interesting, sexual being after all before going back to her husband to confront him with everything that was wrong between them. I think Erica Jong’s Fear of Flying was the first, but Judy Blume’s novel Wifey is in the same vein. There’s a post up at Jezebel explicating the novel. I read the book in college and don’t remember it very well, but reading this recap makes me think it was a little deeper than I thought at the time — there’s some interesting stuff about class and race layered on top of the dissatisfied wife stuff. Or, you know, click the link to read more about five-course orgasms. There’s some discussion of same in the comments.

Books to the ceiling,
Books to the sky,
My pile of books is a mile high.
How I love them! How I need them!
I'll have a long beard by the time I read them.
--Arnold Lobel

From the moment I picked up your book until I laid it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Some day I intend reading it.
--Groucho Marx

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