I have not been reading anything except Sookie Stackhouse. Ficcating, LJ reading or (mini)NaNoWriMo-ing does not count since I consider those moral obligations to everybody I love. I can't live without knowing the latest info from lafuego , coffeebased , delwynmarch and co.
Now back to Sookie.
Sookie Stackhouse, for those not in the know, is one tough chick. Summarized as quickly as possible, she is a telepathic barmaid hailing from Bon Temps, northern Louisiana. The book series she's in is called the Southern Vampire series, of which she is the main character, though she is not a vampire... at least, not as far as three-quarters of the way into Book 6 out of eight. She just happens to hang out with a lot of vampires and other supernatural creatures, both of the human and non-human variety.
I have her on ebook. Why I am straining my eyesight and using up precious electricity instead of just lying in bed reading Twilight/New Moon (which would admittedly be loads more comfortable) is because she's my kind of heroine. She strikes a chord in every woman who has had to suck it up and do whatever needs to be done, every girl who's been the odd one out, and each woman who's had to lose sleep over lovers past and present. She has normal worries like I-hope-to-God-I-never-need-insurance, and oh-my-stars-everyone-thinks-I'm-a-freak.
Sookie Stackhouse, will you marry me?