...And onto the next one...
Last night after finishing the first of the Sookie Stackhouse novels I started the next one, Living Dead in Dallas. Although I just got about 10 pages into it before I was tired enough to go to bed, that was definitely not a reflection on the book at all, only on the hour of night. Since waking up this morning I've gotten halfway through it. They're definitely easy reads, and I think probably definitely written to be so, but they're exciting and much more mysterious than the show is. Although I do love True Blood, I'm beginning to like the books just a bit more. Less drama and more entertainment. After this one, however, I might take a quick break from the Vampire reads and try to get through a few other things before I continue on.