I forgot I had a blog.

Literally. TOTALLY FORGOT. I've read some books, though. Let's see if I can remember what they were, shall we?

The Wind Through the Keyhole, by Stephen King

It's a Dark Tower novel, and don't let the fact that King wrote it several years after that series ended throw you off--it's awesome and it fits in very well with the rest of the series. It's a story within a story within a book, and at one point one of the many main characters gets to camp out with a tiger. The tiger does not eat him. They practically cuddle. I WANT TO CUDDLE WITH A TIGER AND NOT GET EATEN. Also, I want a billybumbler. Someone get on making those things a reality.

And She Was, by Alison Gaylin

The teaser on the back intrigued me: it hinted that the disappearance of a woman had ties to a several years old missing child case, and they both seemed to have something to do with the main character'd own unsolved mystery: the disappearance of her older sister as a teen. Spoiler alert: the two mentioned first are very connected, and the one mentioned last isn't connected at all, except as the reason the main character got involved in the missing child case in the first place. Also the main character has that brain disorder where you never forget anything. It comes in handy for her profession as a private investigator, but also causes her get lost in memories that can be triggered by anything. I'm not sure how much of that is true to the actual disorder, but in this book and to the other characters it was very annoying. Also this stupid story eventually becomes centered on a drawing, in crayon, that one of the bad guys wants. BUT IF HE DIDN'T MAKE IT CLEAR HE WANTED IT, GUESS WHAT? NO ONE WOULD HAVE THOUGHT TWICE ABOUT IT. So there you go. That's what I thought about that one.

Dead Reckoning, By Charlaine Harris

I hate to say this, but I'm getting tired of these books. I've seen this happen a bunch of times before: author creates awesome series and doesn't know when to stop. The fans demand more! So the author keeps writing, even though at this point she doesn't really have a clear idea where this series is going anymore. This did not feel like an actual novel; it felt like a rough draft of where the author intends to take the story someday. Things surrounding Sookie are becoming very dramatic in a drama-for-the-sake-of-drama kind of way. I don't mind TV shows where new mysteries are constantly cropping up because I know that NEXT WEEK these will be resolved. In the case with these books, however, you have to wait for the next one to come out. Months later. In this case I had been forced to take a break from the series (due to still not wanting to join a new library) for over a year, and I actually bought this book as a paperback because it was cheap. I know I can read the next in the series today if I wanted, but I don't feel that it is worth the hardcover price anymore. I'm waiting until it's in paperback.

Ok, I think that's all of them. If I find anymore books around my room that I've read I'll try to log back in and write about them. In a month or so.