Laughter Through Tears

I was planning on doing things today and instead I didn't do anything, so have a review instead.

Last week I finished reading Succubus Blues by Richelle Mead and I have mixed feelings about it. I went into this hoping that this might be the One True Urban Fantasy Series that I could fall in love with, and maybe some of my enjoyment was detracted by wanting this to be a book that it just couldn't be. Then again, maybe I cut this book too much slack because I wanted to like it.

First things first: the back cover blurb is terrible. It jumps ahead of itself in terms of one of the romantic plotlines, which I would have preferred to read as it unfolded with no previous knowledge. It oversells the "Sex and the City with agents of hell" angle of the book (as several reviews I read already noted), which is really a fairly small aspect of the book. However, it is quite interesting in the way it unintentionally revealed to me one of the major themes of the book. Now, this might be one of those things where I read way too much into something that the author never intended, but in this case, I rather doubt it.

Georgina Kincaid is a succubus, and she is pathetic. ( Some spoilers follow, but then suspense is not what you'd want to read this book for. )

Anyway. Yeah.