As you all know, I was nudged into reading the Stephanie Plum series by Janet Evanovich from a few different angles -- especially my friend, Robin, and my fellow blogger, J. Kaye, who offered up a Stephanie Plum Challenge.
I started at the beginning with One for the Money (Stephanie Plum, No. 1), and was pleasantly surprised. Not only is Stephanie Plum a bad ass (not Andrew Jackson bad ass, but good enough) but she's also from New Jersey. Told from her point of view, Stephanie is a thirty-something divorcee who has run into some hard luck, down to her last beer, which she drinks for breakfast, and has her car repossessed. Looking for some quick cash, she turns to her sleazy cousin, Vinnie, for a job as a skip tracer, also known as a bounty hunter. Her first objective is to bring in Joe Morelli. Morelli is not only her first job, he was her "first" in high school, if you know what I mean. Ah, yes, complications. The characters in this book are hilariously on-point, from Connie, Vinnie's secretary, to Ranger Manuso, Stephanie's trainer, for lack of a better word. Stephanie trips over herself as she learns the hard way about being a bounty hunter.
The Man, who is a walking road-map, started to get a little annoyed with me as I kept asking him, "Where's Hamilton Township?" "Where is such-and-such highway near Trenton?" "What's off of Exit 4?" until he realized that I was finally reading a book that made me laugh out loud. I get very wrapped up in my books, so when the storyline is heavy and sad, it affects me in my real life, and The Man has to deal with me moping around the house. Reading One for the Money made me pretty happy. When I read things like this, I can't help but laugh:
Connie handed me the check and plucked at clump of mascara hanging at the end of her left eyelash. "I'm telling you, it's fucking hard to be classy," she said.
Is this New Jersey or what?
I have found my next weekend series. I came to a conclusion a few weeks ago when the pile of books on my nightstand was getting too high, and said books were filled with some heavy content: the weekends were my time for fun reading. I've been spending the weekends with Sookie Stackhouse. Now, Sookie, you're sharing the weekends with Stephanie.
Next Weekend: Two for the Dough (Stephanie Plum, No. 2)