True Blood, kinda
I just finished the first Sookie Stackhouse novel (Dead Until Dark, by Charlaine Harris), and I can’t decide if I want to keep reading them. This is the series that the HBO show True Blood is based on, and I have kind of a love-hate relationship with the show. John and I have talked about reading the books a few times, so he picked the first one up for my birthday. He asked how it was going. You know how Sookie babbles (I mean on the show, of course)? Way more information in one sentence than anyone needs? Well, Anna Paquin does a good Sookie Stackhouse. And she’s the narrator. And if you think her relationship with Bill is messed up on TV? Reading the book will not change your mind. On the other hand, it’s quick, it’s entertaining, but for once (twice, really – I feel this way about Jodi Picoult novels), I think I don’t need to own these books before I read them. The library will do just fine.