True Blood.

(pretty puny fang action if you ask me.)

Okay, I'll be honest, I've been avoiding this series for years. I know, I know, it's one of the most well known vampire romances out there. The television series is considered the X-rated, adult version of Twilight. And when you put together X-rated and Twilight, it's gotta be good, right??

But I thought I had already read most of it. And honesty, three's a company in the romance department for me. private investigator, vampire AND werewolf?? Hey, I may like my troll teenage romances, but even I've got to draw a line somewhere.

But then my boyfriend got me the True Blood box set for my birthday. And, frankly, that's one of the most thoughtful, heartfelt gifts I've ever gotten. Even after mercilessly teasing me about my slight obsession with the paranormal, he still went out to Amazon and checked out what other people with my.. condition were into.

So I decided to give it another chance. I tried reading the first book again. And failed. Apparently, taking the mystery and suspense out of mystery suspense paranormal romance is no fun at all.

But then I said, hey, why not, let's just start with the second book. See if I actually remember any of it.

And 1 day later, I have finished that entire second book.

True Blood is AWESOME. I love it!! I can't believe it took me so long to get to this series. Turns out I never even read past the first book. There isn't even a private investigator. The boyfriend chose his series well.

Next, an actual review of Book 2 in Charlaine Harris' Sookie Stackhouse Series, Living Dead in Dallas.

i certainly try not to.