Book Club Mondays: Deadlocked

In an attempt to get back into regular blogging, I (obviously) need to get back into my regular weekly posts – so, for the first time in several weeks, here is your Book Club Monday – featuring the 12^th book in the Southern Vampire Mysteries (AKA, the Sookie Stackhouse novels), Deadlocked, by Charlaine Harris!

Now, I’ve been watching True Blood fairly religiously for as long as it’s been on television (the fifth season just started last week! Fifth! Where does the time go?), and once I found out it was a series of books, I was all about it. I picked up Dead Until Dark at the local Half Price Books, and an obsession was born – an obsession that involved lots of DVR’ed True Blood episodes and a lot of trips to two separate Half Price Books locations, but I read the first eleven books really fast – even for me, and I’m damn near a speed reader.

One thing that I’ve noticed about the books (if you haven’t noticed, here’s a cold slap of reality), is that besides the first few, the show doesn’t follow them at ALL. There is a solid storyline laid down in the book, that, much like the show, doesn’t make any damn sense half of the time, but that’s moderately awesome at the same time. There’s always going to be plot points that nobody cares about, or that only some people care about, and there’s always no less than ten separate storylines happening at one given time. That’s awesome, I get that.

The thing about Deadlocked is that for one, I had no idea it was even out until I happened to be at Barnes and Noble and saw that the 11^th book, Dead Reckoning was out in paperback, so I knew that the next installment had to be out (just as a fun bibliophile tidbit – books typically come out in paperback around a year after their original hardcover version is published). I went home, took to my Kindle, found it, read it, and digested it all in the space of about three days.

And you know…. I don’t necessarily think that anything moved forward in the book whatsoever. I felt like it was a lot of random storylines thrown into a mixing pot and Deadlocked was what emerged. From about the sixth book on, it was what I’d come to expect, but this was different – this felt like I was reading the “ohmygodIamsosickof thesecharactersandthesestorylinesandthesepeoplejustkeepmakingmewritethesebooksbutMANARETHOSEHBOCHECKSNICE” ramblings of someone who was absolutely and completely OVER what she had created. And you know, for Charlaine Harris, I suppose it would be understandable. For me, she could have quit after around the fifth or sixth book, and I would have been okay with it.

Here’s the jacket description:

It’s vampire politics as usual around the town of Bon Temps, but never before have they hit so close to Sookie’s heart…

Growing up with telepathic abilities, Sookie Stackhouse realized early on there were things she’d rather not know. And now that she’s an adult, she also realizes that some things she knows about, she’d rather not see—like Eric Northman feeding off another woman. A younger one.

There’s a thing or two she’d like to say about that, but she has to keep quiet—Felipe de Castro, the Vampire King of Louisiana (and Arkansas and Nevada), is in town. It’s the worst possible time for a human body to show up in Eric’s front yard—especially the body of the woman whose blood he just drank.

Now, it’s up to Sookie and Bill, the official Area Five investigator, to solve the murder. Sookie thinks that, at least this time, the dead girl’s fate has nothing to do with her. But she is wrong. She has an enemy, one far more devious than she would ever suspect, who’s set out to make Sookie’s world come crashing down.

One thing I learned about five or six books into the series is that the jacket description means NOTHING, since they lovingly leave out the fact that there’s so many other storylines and things happening in the background that just barely tie it all together that you get pulled away from anything you remotely thought was in the book.

All I can say is that if you’ve already read the first eleven books in the series, you might as well read this one. I can’t give it a gleaming review or an awful, disdainful rant about how bad it was, but if I could rate it, it would get a good ‘meh’.