Flirt (Anita Blake, book 18), by Laurell K. Hamilton; horror; 192 pages
To call this a whole "novel" might be pushing it--once you take out the extraneous spacing, the author's introduction, the nonfiction essay at the end of the book, and the several pages of comic strips after the essay, we're left with a little over 100 pages of actual story. The story is good--much closer to the early Anita Blake novels I know and love than the more recent entries in the series. It features Anita doing her day job (which, to be honest, I had kind of forgotten she still had), and she's alone for most of the book, which was quite refreshing. Overall, it reminded me strongly of The Laughing Corpse, one of the better books in the series. Still, this book ends with yet another new character attached to Anita, and one more name and face to keep straight in the crowded cast.
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