So. I currently have two library books checked out: Those Who Hunt the Night and Traveling With the Dead by Barbara Hambly (and no, that second one has nothing to do with San Francisco rock bands!) If I find myself unmoved by either of them we can conclude for sure that vampires are Not My Thing.

I also have four items in on hold, three about Catherine Howard, the other one of Henry VIII's wives he had beheaded. And one that's been described as sort of Real Person Fanfic about Richard III and the author's idea of who the mother of his illegitimate children was. I wasn't going to check that one out because after my experience with The Other Boleyn Girl (and Mary actually existed!) I figured my patience for medieval Mary Sues might be wearing thin. But hell. If I can't be bitchy on cold meds, when can I be bitchy?

When I feel like myself again I'll get back to writing about present-day non-vampires, but it's anybody's guess what influences will reach out from this stuff to my own...