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mizkit: Augh! AUGH! AUGH! At the ending, I mean! I heet you! I heet you weeth many peellows! *paf* *paf* *paf*
Ahem. And now that that's out of the way, here are remarks on the third installment of the Walker Papers for the rest of you. ;)
I have of course expressed my fondness for this series in past posts and am happy to say that this one was a nice addition to the ongoing storyline. This story's all about our plucky car-loving heroine Joanne Walker finally getting her metaphysical feet under her in more ways than one, complete with some sardonic self-awareness about how she's even tired of her own whining about having to suck it up and deal with the supernatural. After the first two "ZOMG what am I doing?!" sorts of stories, it's good to see her growing in that direction.
And we're thrown a few interesting wrinkles in the romance department for Jo as well. A new guy shows up right out of the gate, along with the now-recurring half-serious, half-tease about whether Jo is actually involved with her septugenarian friend Gary--and Jo's growing torch for her boss, Captain Morrison. There's definitely some satisfying mileage in that last direction, too.
The thing Jo's up against this time around is a refreshingly unusual thing for fantasy novels, and so is how Jo handles said challenge--i.e., she does it in such a way that she really does prove she's getting her shit together. All in all a quite entertaining read--I zipped through it across the course of today, reading on the bus from home to work, work to chiro, and chiro to home again. Four stars.
Ahem. And now that that's out of the way, here are remarks on the third installment of the Walker Papers for the rest of you. ;)
I have of course expressed my fondness for this series in past posts and am happy to say that this one was a nice addition to the ongoing storyline. This story's all about our plucky car-loving heroine Joanne Walker finally getting her metaphysical feet under her in more ways than one, complete with some sardonic self-awareness about how she's even tired of her own whining about having to suck it up and deal with the supernatural. After the first two "ZOMG what am I doing?!" sorts of stories, it's good to see her growing in that direction.
And we're thrown a few interesting wrinkles in the romance department for Jo as well. A new guy shows up right out of the gate, along with the now-recurring half-serious, half-tease about whether Jo is actually involved with her septugenarian friend Gary--and Jo's growing torch for her boss, Captain Morrison. There's definitely some satisfying mileage in that last direction, too.
The thing Jo's up against this time around is a refreshingly unusual thing for fantasy novels, and so is how Jo handles said challenge--i.e., she does it in such a way that she really does prove she's getting her shit together. All in all a quite entertaining read--I zipped through it across the course of today, reading on the bus from home to work, work to chiro, and chiro to home again. Four stars.