My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Margaret Cunningham isn’t your typical teenager. For one, she’s well acquainted with the monsters that lurk in the shadows – well, most of them, anyway. Unable to aid her mother in hunting vampires, Maggie goes about rectifying the rather frustrating issue. As it turns out, her virgin blood works against her, its purity potent enough to send the bloodsuckers into a deadly and uncontrolled frenzy, and that’s not good for anyone. Problem is, with little friends, and a small amount of social skills, the quest for “The Sex” may be the most difficult job yet.
(WARNING: this review may contain spoilers.)
I admit, the stylised and colourful artwork of the cover is nice to look at and undoubtedly draws the eye. As such, it was a pleasant gift to receive and probably one of the most unique covers in my sizeable collection. Now let’s get to the actual review, shall we?
One thing’s for sure – I would’ve enjoyed this one a lot more in my teenage years. For me, on a personal level, my sense of humour has changed considerably in the last decade, and whilst there were moments that brought a smile to my face, I just couldn’t fully appreciate the adolescent banter (and the abundance of synonyms for “penis”). Regardless, the book was short enough that it didn’t impede or become a chore to pick up, and overall there’s one word I would use to describe it as a whole – fun. It didn’t require much energy; the writing was quirky, and the plot easy enough to entertain. Certainly not a masterpiece, and nothing that’ll stay with me for a long time to come, but it succeeded in filling up a few hours.
A major aspect of the story is the close bond between mother and daughter, however I found it a stretch to call it a normal parent-child relationship, and it struck me more of a friendship than anything else. Maggie referred to her mother by her first name, and Janice even went so far as to push her daughter into losing her virginity as quickly as possible, which seemed completely irresponsible and truthfully, a bit weird. Indeed, sex had a large part to play, and it all came down to Maggie striving to take her hunting apprenticeship to the next level. In Darrows’ universe, monsters are public knowledge and often a threat to society, however we learn throughout that they don’t necessarily have to be evil. Vampires however, the freshly turned in particular, simply can’t resist that virgin allure, and thus we have the general plot – a seventeen year old trying to use sex to get a promotion.
Sounds a tad off, right? Either way, I tried not to overthink that aspect, and instead take it for what it was supposed to be; which was, first and foremost, lighthearted amusement. Maggie’s inner monologue didn’t irritate me much at all, as I’m generally fond of over-confident, snarky protagonists. Yes, she was immature as all hell, but she wasn’t the worst, and by God, I’ve been infuriated by some main characters before. I digress…
Several events unfolded along the course of the book, and it was by no means boring as the story spiralled in different directions. As characters were introduced, they were likeable, but not lovable. I especially enjoyed the zombie side-plot of Julie, despite feeling it wasn’t properly explained or concluded (the living dead need love too). The romance between Maggie and Ian was cute, regardless of the somewhat questionable means by how they originally met. Janice, well, I touched upon her further up. I’m not saying she was a bad mother… Or am I? I’m really not sure. As I said, it was weird.
It occurred to me more than once, that this would’ve been a decent first instalment of a series, however as of writing this review, I believe Darrows has no plans to continue with Maggie’s adventures.
In conclusion: It certainly didn’t require much thought. Quick and easy, just don’t use it as a parenting manual.
She skimmed the tip of her finger around her mouth to capture any unappealing smudges, and then did Duck Face. Duck Face was supposed to be a ‘come hither’ kissy pucker thing, but it more resembled a genetic deformity. I was pretty sure if I wanted The Sex, Duck Face was not the way to go.
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