Halloween: Day 7

(Every Day Is) Halloween perfume, Sixteen92

Leather and candy, with a hint of smoke.

Thrall, Avon Gale & Roan Parrish

(I’m going to spoil the heck out of this novel.)

This was disappointing to the point that I consider it a bait and switch. This is not a “modern retelling of Bram Stoker’s Dracula.” It had a promising start, as it kept the epistolary format of Dracula but updated for the internet age with Twitter and Google Hangouts, and delivered on the queer representation and romance promised in the blurb.

But then, well, there were no vampires, just a magical hacker named Bram Stoker and her explanation that, when you think about it, Big Data is kind of like a vampire. Which could have worked, if the creepy aspects of social media data gathering had been integrated into the story instead of crammed into a big speech at the end, and the authors hadn’t been so committed to making it seem like the novel contained actual vampires. Meh.

The main romance is a love at first sight (not my favourite), with absolutely no conflict and very little drama. Which could have worked, if it were the background story rather than 95% of what actually happens in the book. Meh. (Also, two characters write erotic fanfic about their relationships, which…ugh.)

The central mystery, the disappearance of Harker Westenra, turns out to be him not returning his sister’s calls, emails, or texts for a month to…teach her a lesson about taking him for granted? (He also wasn’t responding to his thesis advisor or anyone else who knew him. Such dedication to being an asshole.) Meh.