#18 - Tanya Huff, Blood Lines (1993)
Sep. 24th, 2010 09:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
emma_in_dreamI ended my last review of the Blood series by asking what’s not to like about it. Someone rightly commented that the next one is just the same, and the one after that, and the one after that.
That’s true enough, but I don’t mnd because this series is comfort reading for me. I don’t mind that every book follows a formulae - introduce the monster of the week, have Mike the human detective and Henry the charismatic vampire fight for Vicki’s attention, have Vicki shy away from commitment. I know what to expect and it’s nice to sometimes read a book that isn’t a challenge.
BTW: This is probably my least favourite of the series, possibly because the monster of the week is a mummy and they are intrinsically funny in a Scooby Doo, accidentally unwound, lurching, undead way.
That’s true enough, but I don’t mnd because this series is comfort reading for me. I don’t mind that every book follows a formulae - introduce the monster of the week, have Mike the human detective and Henry the charismatic vampire fight for Vicki’s attention, have Vicki shy away from commitment. I know what to expect and it’s nice to sometimes read a book that isn’t a challenge.
BTW: This is probably my least favourite of the series, possibly because the monster of the week is a mummy and they are intrinsically funny in a Scooby Doo, accidentally unwound, lurching, undead way.
