I just finished Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro. Very reminiscent of Margaret Atwood's "Handmaid's Tale."
Dammit, I was actively looking for this one in the bookstore today. They were out. I got Jeffrey Eugenides'
Middlesex
instead.
BTW, Tim Winton's
The Turning?
I can recommend. A lot.
Well, if Spike had had a sandwich. Or eaten bodybuilders while the creatine was still in their bloodstream...
Actually my first impression was "gym bunny in a Dracula cape."
Well, yeah, bulkier. But still enough of a resemblance to make me all eye-rolly.
Of course, bare chest with cape makes me roll my eyes forever all by itself.
OK, in bad cover land:
Oh dear.
And people wonder why I'm so afraid of reading any vampire romance novels.
t worries that if I sell The Novel, they'll find a way to get Jack bare-chested and be-caped on the cover despite the fact he is invariably capeless, and only shirtless when actually having sex, and sometimes not even then
The only vampire romance I've read that I enjoyed (I've not read the Christine Feehan books, which I've heard are supposed to be good) was a Harlequin American book called Love Bites. Being a Harlequin, it's a bit thin in parts, but overall a very entertaining book.