So urban fantasy author J.F. Lewis has been kicked out of his church for writing an urban fantasy vampire novel, STAKED, and for “committing the sins contained within it”.
Jeremy emailed me a while before STAKED came out to say he was enjoying the Negotiator books, and we discovered we had Chris McGrath in common as a cover artist. We met at San Diego Comic Con this past July, where Jeremy was carrying his son’s toy rat around the con because the son couldn’t come so he’d sent the stuffed animal in his place to see everything. Jeremy had forgotten the rat on Friday and his son told him on the phone that that was okay, Dad, because probably most of the interesting stuff would happen Saturday, but he really needed to remember to bring him on Saturday.
So Jeremy did:
I’m sorry, but as far as I’m concerned anybody who introduces me to his kid’s toy rat pretty much belongs near the top of Good People In The World. I’m just appalled at the entire thing, and if I may make so bold, I kind of think STAKED would make somebody, or possibly many somebodies, a really good Christmas present this year.
(x-posted from the essential kit)
Eric’s got issues. He has short-term and long-term memory problems; he can’t remember who he ate for dinner yesterday, much less how he became a vampire in the first place. His best friend, Roger, is souring on the strip club he and Eric own together. And his girlfriend, Tabitha, keeps pressuring him to turn her so she can join him in undeath. It’s almost enough to put a Vlad off his appetite. Almost.
Eric tries to solve one problem, only to create another: he turns Tabitha into a vampire, but finds that once he does, his desire for her fades — and her younger sister, Rachel, sure is cute. And when he kills a werewolf in self-defense, things really get out of hand. Now a pack of born-again lycanthropes is out for holy retribution, while Tabitha and Rachel have their own agendas — which may or may not include helping Eric stay in one piece.
All Eric wants to do is run his strip club, drink a little blood, and be left alone. Instead, he must survive car crashes, enchanted bullets, sunlight, sex magic, and werewolves on ice — not to mention his own nasty temper and forgetfulness.
Because being undead isn’t easy, but it sure beats the alternative.