by Diana Rowland
Released: July 5th 2011
Series: White Trash Zombie #1
Published by DAW
Narrator: Allison McLemore
Length: 8 hrs and 44 mins
“MY LIFE AS A WHITE TRASH ZOMBIE has charm and humor, and a heroine you’re left rooting for.”
~ Under the Covers
Here’s the thing. I’m a sucker for covers! I’m especially a sucker for Daniel Dos Santos artwork and because of that, I’ve owned a few books in this series for YEARS! But it wasn’t until recently that Darynda Jones was talking about reading this series and loving it that I decided to take the plunge and finally take a listen to this audiobook that’s been sitting on my to-be-listened shelf collecting dust. And on first impressions, I adored the simplicity of this story and I immediately found the quirky heroine endearing.
Angel wakes up in an ER, finds herself alive after a painkiller overdose and a car crash. It can’t get much worst from here … but it does. She gets a job at the local morgue, and when she starts working there, she realizes something has changed. She now needs to feed on brains or she starts decomposing. While she’s dealing with the changes in herself and how she can handle her feeding without raising suspicions, the town is dealing with a serial killer that tends to decapitate the victims.
If I had to compare the feel of this series to another one, I would say it’s similar to Sookie Stackhouse. And I think that is the main reason why I found it so endearing. There is something sweet in the innocence of the heroine as she’s trying to figure out this supernatural world, and her own needs as a zombie now. To navigate through this community that comes with a whole new set of rules for her. Especially coming from someone who wasn’t necessarily already stellar at life (let’s face it, she was pretty much sucking big time). So this is like her second chance at doing it better. And all that wrapped up in a cute small town package. I’m sold, I’m a sucker for this type of story, setting and characters.
However, I do think this book may suffer just a tad from first book syndrome. The storyline, while interesting in setting up how this all works and what’s happened to our heroine and how she ended up as a zombie, kind of flatlined for me a bit. It was good but it didn’t keep me anxious to turn the pages and know what came next, as much as I did find it entertaining. Also, I kept having this mental block about how easily this woman who wakes up with a strange and unnatural craving for brains just accepts it as part of her daily life and starts making brain smoothies to keep in the fridge. I would’ve expected a little more of an internal struggle with the idea. But that’s just me.
There is a love interest, although that doesn’t take center stage in this book, and I am interested to see what happens next, now that I think it’ll be a different scenario for the next story. The beginning and the setting up should be behind us. MY LIFE AS A WHITE TRASH ZOMBIE has charm and humor, and a heroine you’re left rooting for. That’s all I need to dive into the next one.
“It reminds me of an old joke: What did the Zombie say to the whore?”
I looked at him blankly. “Um….what?”
He winked. “Keep the tip.”
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