For the greater good.

75. The Radleys – Matt Haig

I enjoy the supernatural with a sense of humor. The Radleys is essentially vampires in a little village. The family is not particularly threatening and abstains from the usual vampire practices without all the whining about not being able to drink humans until their idyllic existence is upended when their vegan teenage daughter’s bloodlust awakens. Apparently there are sequels in the making. I recall this as an enjoyable read, with a few new things to say about vampire mythology and not really much more.

The thing is, not unlike those Travelers who buy houses on My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding, at some point, members of a group known for wandering and rampant trouble-making, horror, or blood drinking, or serious whining, or flashy clothes, etc. will end up settling down and not doing much. Everyone can’t be “on” or live up to their stereotypes all the time. And being born into a subculture doesn’t damn you into constantly portraying one image. Think about “From Goth to Boss,” with Richmond – one can be both a goth and a boss, although I guess that does ask you to choose to stop being goth visually but you can still listen to Cradle of Filth anytime you want. No one can take away your Cradle of Filth. The Radleys can be both vampires and mostly boring village residents. Most seemingly boring village residents have terrible, possibly dusty secrets anyway, as well they should.

Unbeknownst to Pammy, soon Twiglet’s bloodlust will awaken and she will return to stalk some gardens. Keep your vegetables indoors if you wish to avoid the inevitable teeny toothmarks and loss of flavor.


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