Regarding the last vampire book I read, my cousin asked me, "Isn't that trash?" I don't think that particular book, a graphic novel, is trash, even though I didn't like it very much. I did like Dead as a Doornail pretty well, but I do more or less regard it as trash. But I also don't say trash in an entirely pejorative way. I guess what I mean is that it isn't literature. It goes down quickly and leaves you feeling sated, even if hungry for more. I don't think that's a bad thing, although I do prefer to balance paranormal series like these with materials that are edifying. If I had a better diet, I'd probably make analogies to protein and carbohydrates. If I had a worse diet, I might compare genre fiction to fast food, but since I haven't been inside a McDonald's since the turn of the century, I can't bring myself to liken tasty paranormal tales to something that in addition to having bad politics makes you feel sick when you're done consuming it.
About this episode of the Sookie Stackhouse series, I'd say it's not much better or worse than any of the others. I think Harris's writing is better at this point, or maybe she's hit her groove with the character, but I'm kind of sick of every unrelated heterosexual man in Sookie's life being totally hot for her. Can she not have any platonic relationships with men? In Dead as a Doornail she's working at least two vamps, a shapeshifter, a werewolf, a werepanther, and even has a flirtation with a weretiger. I guess she's in her 20s, blonde, and busty, so maybe that does mean that every man does want her? Whatever. I still can't wait to get to the top of NYPL's holds list for Definitely Dead, which is the sixth book in the series.