I was introduced to Christopher Moore by the (very nice) boyfriend of my step-sister.  Actually there’s a story there on my step-sister, but that’s another show.  Bloodsucking Fiends was in the back seat of his car, which is a title almost no one could resist.

Turns out Moore is something of a “cult literary sensation”, at least according to the press on his book jackets.  I hadn’t heard of him, but that doesn’t mean anything since I still really don’t know who Kylie Minogue is or why I should care, so I’m hardly a good bellweather for the tends of popular culture.

These are short, funny, breezy novels that live somewhere between fantasy and general popular fiction.  Fiends features a young girl who is attacked by a venerable (if attractive and young-looking) vampire who is looking to find a suitable companion, and then has to figure out how to maintain a reasonably normal life.  Apparently most vampire-spawn don’t last very long as they’re too stupid to deal with the rigors of life as the undead, go figure).  Demonkeeping features a guy who raises an amazingly bloodthirsty demon in his youth and stumbles across an opportunity to jettison his wretched (and ravenous) traveling companion.  Both novels worked well for me, and I was suitably caught up as the story action builds to the necessary climax.  Maybe a little formulaic — Moore likes to poke around in the spaces where the fantastic intersect with the mundane — but fun.

Actually I find it interesting that the arbiters of literary genres decided to classify these as general “literary” fiction instead of “fantasy/sci-fi” given that the tone, setting, and content these books would sit alongside plenty of authors in that genre, but the whole classification and marketing of books and music is a big game anyways.

Definitely enjoyable, fluffy summer reading.