I saw New Moon the other day. It reminded me that I had not yet read Mary Borsellino's new vampire book, Roads and Crosses. I bought it in a flurry weeks ago, and got distracted by assessments and family and work and so on, and it took New Moon to remind me. Which is sad, on many levels.
There are certain similarities between the two texts (
don't lynch me, I swear I have a point )