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Jun. 3rd, 2008 05:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
snugglekittyI just finished reading The Happy Hour of the Damned by Mark Henry.
Heard of underground nightclubs? Not like these, you haven't. The undead are among us, and when they're not snacking on humans, they drink froofy cocktails, wear designer clothes, and snark like there's no tomorrow. Their exclusive hot spots put the most pretentious goth clubs to shame.
"A figure appeared, merely a dark silhouette. The light dimmed and the shape became a golden haired darling of a girl. Her cheeks had that chunky plumpness that made you want to pinch, but you didn't dare without coming off like Grandma Fern.. She was probably nine years old.
The girl started to move, alternating sniffing her arm, and mock biting it. 'Mmm,' she said, beaming and shaking her head up and down; her tone spoke of birthday party pony rides and jelly beans. 'Yummy. Come on.'
The zombies shuffled forward toward the slit in space, releasing various body parts...
'That's right, come on li'l mistakes. Wouldn't I just taste so good? Like a big ole piece of chicken, and I'm super scared, too. I promise I am.'
As the first zombie approached, the little girl stood and walked backward into the now fully darkened space, becoming no more than a blond smudge. The dead walked up to the hole, one after another, crowded there for a moment, before rushing in like mad bargain shoppers." p 106
Ooh, boy, is this book ever funny. Funny and creepy and weird. Henry as a writer is not entirely unlike MaryJanice Davidson, whose hilarious Queen Betsy series many of us enjoy, but his style is a bit darker and more complicated. If you have ever been a club regular, or mocked someone pretentious, or if you want a new twist on the dark urban fantasy genre, you should pick it up as soon as possible. Three and a half stars. Especially recommended for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
teratomarty (who was reading it over my shoulder on the subway last night) and omnia_mutantur.
This book will be followed by a sequel, The Roadtrip of the Undead. Don't you just love that title?
Heard of underground nightclubs? Not like these, you haven't. The undead are among us, and when they're not snacking on humans, they drink froofy cocktails, wear designer clothes, and snark like there's no tomorrow. Their exclusive hot spots put the most pretentious goth clubs to shame.
"A figure appeared, merely a dark silhouette. The light dimmed and the shape became a golden haired darling of a girl. Her cheeks had that chunky plumpness that made you want to pinch, but you didn't dare without coming off like Grandma Fern.. She was probably nine years old.
The girl started to move, alternating sniffing her arm, and mock biting it. 'Mmm,' she said, beaming and shaking her head up and down; her tone spoke of birthday party pony rides and jelly beans. 'Yummy. Come on.'
The zombies shuffled forward toward the slit in space, releasing various body parts...
'That's right, come on li'l mistakes. Wouldn't I just taste so good? Like a big ole piece of chicken, and I'm super scared, too. I promise I am.'
As the first zombie approached, the little girl stood and walked backward into the now fully darkened space, becoming no more than a blond smudge. The dead walked up to the hole, one after another, crowded there for a moment, before rushing in like mad bargain shoppers." p 106
Ooh, boy, is this book ever funny. Funny and creepy and weird. Henry as a writer is not entirely unlike MaryJanice Davidson, whose hilarious Queen Betsy series many of us enjoy, but his style is a bit darker and more complicated. If you have ever been a club regular, or mocked someone pretentious, or if you want a new twist on the dark urban fantasy genre, you should pick it up as soon as possible. Three and a half stars. Especially recommended for
teratomarty (who was reading it over my shoulder on the subway last night) and omnia_mutantur.This book will be followed by a sequel, The Roadtrip of the Undead. Don't you just love that title?