Undead and Unwary
by Maryjanice Davidson
Here we are at book 13 with Betsy and the gang. She’s still as snarky and vapid as ever, and that is excellent. I have to say though, while I enjoyed this one quite a bit more than 10-12, this may be here strangest and most disjointed book to date. Some of that is because rather than opening with a précis of the series so far, she instead weaved snippets of past events into the current story. It wasn’t badly done, but in my opinion, it made the story even jumpier than usual (and anyone who’s read this series knows being in Betsy’s head is kind scattered anyway). However, the upshot to this, is that if a person actually wanted to (and this is the first and probably last time I will ever say such a thing about a series this long) they could hop right into the series right now. I would really, really advise against this as the first books are the best of the series, but I think it would be possible.
Altogether I think we’ve reached a turning point in the series, wherein Betsy goes to hell and gets a clue, she finds out that her sister’s less than charming traits may have come from her father rather than either of her mothers, and SinkLair seems to be just as lovably sneaky as ever despite his current embrace of light and joy. While I miss the less grown up incarnation of Betsy, I find myself somewhat refreshed on this series and genuinely curious where Davidson will be taking it next.