So, I just got done with reading Bloodsucking Fiends by Christopher Moore, a modern day vampire tale set in San Francisco, and told in Moore’s typical style. Now, if I really enjoy a book, I can read it in a matter of hours, but if it’s just not grabbing me, then I’ll take my sweet time, passing up opportunities to read in favor of say, watching Kathy Griffin’s Life on the D List (which, by the way, is a great TV show, and I’m glad to see it back for a second season), or browsing around checking out other people’s reading blogs and adding even more books to my mountainous wishlist. Such was the case with BF, which is why it took me almost a week to read it. I think I was spoiled by having read one of Moore’s other – and by all accounts, better – books, Lamb, a couple years ago, so BF was a bit of a disappointment. It was OK, and I laughed at a few lines, but for the most part when I read something that was supposed to be funny, it was more of an ‘ah, there’s Moore’s humor coming through’ thought … perhaps I may have even smiled, I’m not sure. But, Moore at his mediocre is still better than a lot of other stuff out there, so I’ll keep reading his books, I just won’t be rushing right out to buy another one tomorrow.