Rob Thurman

Nightlife

Sarah Escorsa

DNF at 39%. Because there's only so much boredom I can take.

Oh, I know exactly what you're thinking here: "Oh, look! A new addition to Sarah's DNF graveyard! Surprise, surprise!"



Well I am sorry to disappoint you but this is not yet another case of "Sarah has less patience than a rabid rabbit in heat." No it's not. Of all the delightfully dysfunctional Freaks that buddy read this book with me, at least three DNFed is as well. Ha! Didn't expect that, did you now? Point made. Moving on and stuff.

So what is this book about you ask? No bloody idea. I swear I did get to the 39% mark. Cross my heart, hope to die excruciatingly and all that crap. The thing is, nothing happened in said 39%. And when I say nothing I mean NOTHING. Wait, that's not really fair. And we all know I'm all about being fair right? Right. Anyway, as I was saying, a few things did actually happen in those memorably glorious 39%:

① “I think there’s a bug in my Coke.”
Wow. Talk about creating angst-filled moments here. Dreadfully stressful stuff, if you ask me. I might never recover. Let me tell you, my Little Barnacles, Stephen King has absolutely nothing on Rob Thurman here. 

② Having car problems. Trying to fix the car. Buying a new car.
Double wow. I don't think I can stand it. This book is turning me into a nervous wreck. Will they be able to solve their car problems? *shudders* Will they be able to fix the car? *shakes in fear* Will they get a good deal for the new car? *breaks down and cries* This is just too much!!!



③ The MCs meet a vampire.
Triple wow. And such an awesome vampire they meet, too. This is simply amazing. To think Shelly some of my dear fangbanger friends dare criticize my uber cool Chicagoland Vampires because they drink bagged blood. She They obviously haven't read this book. The very fine specimen of the vampiric clique we have here is beyond such mundane activities. Bagged blood? Oh please, don't be ridiculous, it's totally passé, we take iron supplements now. And the concept of decaffeinated vampires suddenly takes on a whole new meaning.

So yeah, lots of fascinating stuff happening here. I just couldn't put the book down. It's *that* good. Add to that an amazingly supposedly witty mc (view spoiler)[
  as strange as it may seem, my wit radar is still functioning despite being recently submitted to The Duke & I
 (hide spoiler)] who is sometimes 17, sometimes 19 (don't ask) and acts like a 13-year-old, and you're in for a pretty wild ride.



Do I need to tell you Rob Thurman has officially made it into my very exclusive "Has Found The Cure For Insomnia" Club? Ha. Didn't think so. Clever, clever Little Barnacles. Read this at your own risk and stuff and sleep.

Nightlife

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