Minnesota Queen of the Damned Indeed…
Well, if I thought Sookie Stackhouse was short on intelligence, it was because Betsy Taylor had flown under my radar. Betsy makes Sookie look like a Phi Beta Kappa and a member of Mensa.
Recommended by another writer I follow, I bought the first two Betsy Taylor books because my paranormal reading habits. I needed a fix. The book covers are appealing and fun, and reminded me very slightly of the amazing cover art for the Stackhouse novels. Unfortunately Betsy Taylor is annoying, shallow, materialistic, and needs to be constantly propped up or rescued.
Queen of the Vampires? No, I think not. Definitely not in the classic horror of Anne Rice. Betsy is more of a somewhat limp Lucille Ball of the Vampires with a driving need for shoes that cost the universe.
This was one of those books that I really wanted to work, really wanted to like the main characters, but no. Trapped in Minneapolis, these inept vampires scamper from one fracas to another, with Betsy destined to rule the vampire world from Minnesota. (That’s one of the funniest premises of this novel.)
The worst part of this book is the sad use of “retard” and “retarded” like Betsy’s some ignorant hillbilly. Calling people “retards” is inexcusable, unless of course the writer’s trying to offend family and friends of mentally challenged people. No excuse for this at all.