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Succubus Blues is Richelle Mead's debut novel and the first in her Georgina Kincaid series. The novels center around a neurotic, conflicted, possibly even moral succubus living in Seattle, Georgina Kincaid. From the cover to the storyline to Miss Kincaid's job, at a bookstore, Mead writes a story in the tradition of the best rock and roll songs - the best rock songs are about being a rock star; this book is about being a book freak. (I think it should be obvious that I mean that in the nicest possible way, being a book freak myself. The politically correct term is bibliophile, but I hate political correctness almost as much as I hate pretentious words. Ironic.)

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The Isles of the Blest is a great quick introduction to one of my favorite authors, Morgan Llywelyn. But be warned, after the short time it takes you to read this 167 page book, you'll be hooked and heading for the «L» section of every book store you enter.

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I'm rereading Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency now. This book is typical Douglas Adams, full of obscure references, sarcasm, wordplay and a plot that twists and turns until your neck is a position as impossible as the couch on Richard MacDuff's stairway. But then the central premise of the book is somehow inextricably linked to the «tree falling in the forest» concept of Schrodinger's Cat. I have about 20 pages to go and I have faith that all will be clear in moments...or not.

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Better in the Dark is one of the Saint-Germain series by Chelsea Quinn Yarbro.

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Once is the story of Thom Kindred (suggestive name, right?), a man hit at a relatively young age with a stroke who leaves London to recuperate at his boyhead home, Castle Bracken. He actually moves into a secluded cottage near the castle called «Little Bracken», only to be almost immediately accosted by hostile fey forces, though not until after he spies on a naked fairy girl. But it's not all bad news for Thom. His first night in the cottage ends with neighbor Nell Quick, arriving to cook his breakfast. «She stood about five foot six and he guessed her to be in her late twenties, maybe early thirties. Her high breasts swelled against a plain buttoned blouse...» And his physical therapist is quite attractive, too. But as might be expected with the fey, things get worse. As the book cover puts it, his «return has stirred an ancient evil at Castle Bracken, one cloaked in the guise of a friend.»

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