I Know That Dude

SPOILER ALERT: I am currently 88% into "Shadow of Night".

I know...I know...I suck for not blogging.  I don't think I've ever had to do this with one of my blogs before...but my apologies go out to all of you who read this regularly...because I just couldn't blog about this book.  It has just not proven to be bloggable material - at all.

This book has been a history lesson, mixed with things that could have happened or could have been said (minus the supernatural, of course, since we all know vampires don't exist.  Right?  Right?! ;) ).  Oh and a whole lot of annoying Kit, whose ass I'd like to shove my foot into over and over again until girlfriend admits she's a pompous leech.

But seriously...there is just no running to one's computer and frantically typing, "Oh holy shiz!  Blackfriars is actually outside the city limits!" It just didn't work this time around.

Until now, that is.

Holy SHIZZLE - Diana's dad just showed up!  NOW I'm back in business!  THIS, I can blog about!!!

I thought Louisa and Kit showing up on the scene was kindof cool...and somewhat bloggable; I just wish the scene had gone on MUCH longer than it did.  I could have done with less hunting in Prague...and more torturing in Greenwich.  I can't even imagine the fun that could have ensued.  But...alas...it was not to be.

But lucky for us, Dr. Proctor appeared out of thin air, reeking of chamomile, oak leaves and coffee.  Immediately I thought "Well, which is it, dude?  Coffee or tea?"  But who am I to question what is arguably the most exciting moment in the book?

OK y'all - I am heading back to Shadow...because it's finally gotten edge-of-one's-seat good...and I must know what happens.  I'll blog more tomorrow because - even though I haven't been blogging - I HAVE been underlining and taking notes in my Kindle like a 5th year undergrad the night before the big exam.