October 7th, 2008


Charlotte sometimes dreams a wall around herself

So, I'm halfway (well, partway) through reading this book, which is a sequel, and I suddenly realised I'd neglected to tell you about the original. This is very remiss of me, as it is probably born mostly out of a desire to keep such an amazing discovery close to my heart and safe for as long as was possible, but really. What's the internet for? So.

A few months ago, I was in Cambridge, charity shopping. I was loitering in one of the shops waiting for a friend to finish buying something, and I was idly flicking through books of flute music on a table by the bookcases, remembering when I was young and brilliant (and, er, played the flute). Maybe something caught my eye, maybe I just turned to look at the bookshelves because they were there, but out of maybe five hundred books one spine immediately caught my eye. It was black, and entitled Paris Immortal, and I picked it up assuming it was some piece of dodgy crime fiction (fine by me) or an hilarious trashy romance.

The front cover elucidated, Paris Immortal : a vampire tale, and I am never, ever one to resist a vampire book, so I took a look at the back. "When Trey meets his new legal clients, the stunning Michel and his equally striking partner Gabriel, he can't believe his luck." Wait, he? He?
I've walked into a charity shop and unwittingly picked up a gay vampire book? Z, as they say, OMG.

So I bought it, thinking it would be at best good and fun (and hot), and at worst endearing and providing of material for mockery.
It's more than good, and fun, and hot. It is all those things, but it is also the vampire book I would have written, if I could write. It is the vampire book that has been just out of reach all these years of being disaffected with other authors' plots, writing style, ridiculous characters, massive online temper tantrums, Jesus fanfiction, and whatever else. It is the vampire book I was waiting all my life for, AND NOW IT HAS A SEQUEL. You should buy them both. Yes, you should. I mean, if you like that sort of thing, obviously.

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