I'm somehow still reading the crap that is
The Tale of the Body Thief. At this point it's just to satisfy my curiosity. I know how it ends, vaguely, and I just want to get it over with, like a really bad day at work.
I'm struck by the immaturity of the narrative. I feel like Rice just spammed this out and didn't bother to edit [enough].
Thing is, she's not a half-bad writer for someone who typically writes novels about self-depreciating vampires, and I know it is possible to rise above your subject matter. Was she not even taking herself seriously at this point, because she's certainly not taking her characters seriously.
The homosexual elements, and any mention of sex for that matter, are so childish.
I feel like a 15-year-old wrote this, basically.
Even the theological crap and commentary on the "human condition" are both obvious and a bit naive.
Am I just being cynical? I feel insulted, reading this, as a writer.
But maybe it's because I'm just sick of vampire stories that center around "Oh, woe is me this immortal life is too much!" types.
Which is like, every.single.one.
Or maybe I've just spoiled forever by literary fiction and GOOD genre fiction, that I can't stand to read anything that's less than AWESOME.
Can anyone recommend a vampire-ish (doesn't have to be your standard blood sucker type like Dracula or Lestat) novel that reveals a truly monstrous, inhuman main character that the author does not even TRY to relate to humans?
Does such a thing even EXIST?!?