Nice magazine cover, so let’s hear it for the vampires on Twilight, who may not be the sexiest vamps of all time but do have the advantage of not being Tom Cruise.
I’m a bit ambivalent about Edward and Bella, since vegetarian vampires really don’t do it for me, but HBO’s True Blood has been cantering up the tv ratings, Sookie Stackhouse has some murders to solve, and millions of women are now brooding over whether a youngster of 170 or so, the Confederate soldier Bill Compton, can hold a candle to Eric the Viking, who’s been around for 1000 years and really doesn’t think much of modern science’s answer to drinking human blood.
Steven Moyer is head to head with Alexander SkarsgÄrd, once voted the sexiest man in Sweden, and Charlaine Harris, who wrote the books on which the series is based, has the pleasure of seeing all of them in the New York Times extended bestseller list. The books that is, not Bill and Eric.
The BIG question is whether Charlaine can escape the curse of Laurell K Hamilton, whose Anita Blake series went from urban fantasy mind-candy to bad porn in one of the worst cases of Mary Sue’itis ever to afflict a non-self published writer.
I’d like to see Sookie Stackhouse avoid that awful fate…
November 27th, 2008 at 4:21 pm
Nice magazine cover, so let’s hear it for the vampires on Twilight, who may not be the sexiest vamps of all time but do have the advantage of not being Tom Cruise.
I’m a bit ambivalent about Edward and Bella, since vegetarian vampires really don’t do it for me, but HBO’s True Blood has been cantering up the tv ratings, Sookie Stackhouse has some murders to solve, and millions of women are now brooding over whether a youngster of 170 or so, the Confederate soldier Bill Compton, can hold a candle to Eric the Viking, who’s been around for 1000 years and really doesn’t think much of modern science’s answer to drinking human blood.
Steven Moyer is head to head with Alexander SkarsgÄrd, once voted the sexiest man in Sweden, and Charlaine Harris, who wrote the books on which the series is based, has the pleasure of seeing all of them in the New York Times extended bestseller list. The books that is, not Bill and Eric.
The BIG question is whether Charlaine can escape the curse of Laurell K Hamilton, whose Anita Blake series went from urban fantasy mind-candy to bad porn in one of the worst cases of Mary Sue’itis ever to afflict a non-self published writer.
I’d like to see Sookie Stackhouse avoid that awful fate…