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Carrie Vaughn had the nomadic childhood of the typical Air Force brat, with stops in California, Florida, North Dakota, Maryland, and Colorado. She holds a Masters in English Literature and collects hobbiesfencing and sewing are currently high on the list. She lives in Boulder, Colorado. Her website is www.carrievaughn.com.
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Kitty Takes a Holiday
By Carrie Vaughn
Warner BooksCopyright © 2007 Carrie Vaughn
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Chapter OneShe runs for the joy of it, because she can, her strides stretching to cover a dozen feet every time she leaps. Her mouth is open to taste the air, which is sharp with cold. The month turns, and the swelling moon paints the night sky silver, lighting up patches of snow scattered through-out the woods. Not yet full moon, a rare moment to be set free before her time, but the other half of her being has no reason to lock her away. She is alone, but she is free, and so she runs.
Catching a scent, she swerves from her path, slows to a trot, puts her nose to the ground. Prey, fresh and warm. Lots of it here in the wild. The smell burns in the win-ter air. She stalks, drawing breath with fl aring nostrils, searching for the least flicker of movement. Her empty stomach clenches, driving her on. The smell makes her mouth water.
She has grown used to hunting alone. Must be careful, must not take chances. Her padded feet touch the ground lightly, ready to spring forward, to dart in one direction or another, making no sound on the forest floor. The scent-musky, hot fur and scat-grows strong, rocketing through her brain. All her nerves flare. Close now, closer, creeping on hunter's feet-
The rabbit springs from its cover, a rotted log grown over with shrubs. She's ready for it, without seeing it or hearing it she knows it is there, her hunter's sense filled by its presence. The moment it runs, she leaps, pins it to the ground with her claws and body, digs her teeth into its neck, clamping her jaw shut and ripping. It doesn't have time to scream. She drinks the blood pumping out of its torn and broken throat, devours its meat before the blood cools. The warmth and life of it fills her belly, lights her soul, and she pauses the slaughter to howl in victory-
My whole body flinched, like I'd been dreaming of falling and suddenly woken up. I gasped a breath-part of me was still in the dream, still falling, and I had to tell myself that I was safe, that I wasn't about to hit the ground. My hands clutched reflexively, but didn't grab sheets or pillow. A handful of last fall's dead leaves crumbled in my grip.
Slowly, I sat up, scratched my scalp, and smoothed back my tangled blonde hair. I felt the rough earth underneath me. I wasn't in bed, I wasn't in the house I'd been living in for the last two months. I lay in a hollow scooped into the earth, covered in forest detritus, sheltered by overhanging pine trees. Beyond the den, crusted snow lay in shadowed areas. The air was cold and biting. My breath fogged.
I was naked, and I could taste blood in the film covering my teeth.
Damn. I'd done it again.
Lots of people dream of having their picture on the cover of a national magazine. It's one of the emblems of fame, fortune, or at the very least fifteen minutes of notoriety. A lot of people actually do get their pictures on the covers of national magazines. The question is: Are you on the cover of a glamorous high-end fashion glossy, wearing a designer gown and looking fabulous? Or are you on the cover of Time, bedraggled and shell-shocked, with a caption reading, "Is This the Face of a Monster?" and "Are YOU in Danger?"
Guess which one I got.
The house I was renting-more like a cabin, a two-room vacation cottage connected to civilization by a dirt road and satellite TV-was far enough out from the town and road that I didn't bother getting dressed for the trek back. Not that I could have; I had forgotten to stash any clothes. Why would I, when I hadn't intended to Change and go running in the first place? Nothing to be done but walk back naked.
I felt better, walking with my skin exposed, the chill air raising goose bumps all over my flesh. I felt cleaner, somehow. Freer. I didn't worry-I followed no path, no hiking trails cut through these woods. No one would see me in this remote section of San Isabel National Forest land in southern Colorado, tucked into the mountains.
That was exactly how I wanted it.
I'd wanted to get away from it all. The drawback was, by getting away from it all I had less holding me to the world. I didn't have as many reasons to stay in my human body. If I'd been worried about someone seeing me naked, I probably wouldn't have shifted in the first place. Nights of the full moon weren't the only time lycanthropes could shape-shift; we could Change anytime we chose. I'd heard of werewolves who turned wolf, ran into the woods, and never came back. I didn't want that to happen to me. At least, I used to think I didn't want that to happen to me.
But it was getting awfully easy to turn Wolf and run in the woods, full moon or no.
I was supposed to be writing a book. With everything that had happened to me in the last couple of years- starting my radio show, declaring my werewolf identity on the air and having people actually believe me, testifying before a Senate committee hearing, getting far more attention than I ever wanted, no matter how much I should have seen it all coming-I had enough material for a book, or so I thought. A memoir or something. At least, a big publishing company thought I had enough material and offered me enough money that I could take time off from my show to write it. I was the celebrity du jour, and we all wanted to cash in on my fame while it lasted. Selling out had sounded so dreamy.
I put together about a dozen "Best of The Midnight Hour" episodes that could be broadcast without me, so the show would keep going even while I took a break. It'd keep people interested, keep my name out there, and maybe even draw in some new fans. I planned to do the Walden thing, retreat from society in order to better reflect. Escape the pressures of life, freeing myself to contemplate the deeper philosophical questions I would no doubt ponder while composing my great masterpiece.
Trouble was, you could get away from society and learn to be self-reliant, like Thoreau advocated. Turn your nose up at the rat race. But you couldn't escape yourself, your own doubts, your own conscience.
I didn't even know how to begin writing a book. I had pages of scribbled notes and not a single finished page. It all looked so unreal on paper. Really, where did I start? "I was born ..." then go into twenty years of a completely unremarkable life? Or start with the attack that made me a werewolf? That whole night was so complicated and seemed an abrupt way to start what I ultimately wanted to be an upbeat story. Did I start with the Senate hearings? Then how did I explain the whole mess that got me there in the first place?
So I stripped naked, turned Wolf, and ran in the woods to avoid the question. As hard as I'd struggled to hold on to my humanity, that was easier.
The closest town of any size to my cabin was Walsenburg, some thirty miles away, and that wasn't saying a whole lot. The place had pretty much stopped growing in the sixties. Main street was the state highway running through, just before it merged onto the interstate. The buildings along it were old-fashioned brick blocks. A lot of them had the original signs: family-owned businesses, hardware stores, and bars and the like. A lot of them were boarded up. A memorial across from the county courthouse paid tribute to the coal miners who had settled the region. To the southwest, the Spanish Peaks loomed, twin mountains rising some seven thousand feet above the plain. Lots of wild, lonely forest spread out around them. The next afternoon, I drove into town to meet my lawyer,
Ben O'Farrell, at a diner on the highway. He wouldn't drive any farther into the southern Colorado wilds than Walsenburg.
I spotted his car already parked on the street and pulled in behind it. Ben had staked out a booth close to the door. He was already eating, a hamburger and plate of fries. Not much on ceremony was Ben.
"Hi." I slipped into the seat across from him.
He reached for something next to him, then dropped it on the Formica table in front of me: a stack of mail addressed to me, delivered to his care. I tried to route as much of my communication through him as I could. I liked having a filter. Part of the Walden thing. The stack included a few magazines, nondescript envelopes, credit card applications. I started sorting through it.
"I'm fine, thanks, how are you?" I said wryly.
Ben was in his early thirties, rough around the edges. He seemed perpetually a day behind on his shaving, and his light brown hair was rumpled. He wore a gray suit jacket, but his shirt collar was open, the tie nowhere to be seen.
I could tell he was gritting his teeth behind his smile.
"Just because I drove all the way out here for you, don't ask me to be pleasant about it."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
I ordered a soda and hamburger from the waitress, while Ben set his briefcase on the table and pulled out packets of paper. He needed my signature in approximately a million different places. On the plus side, the documents meant I was the beneficiary of several generous out-of-court settlements relating to the fiasco my trip to Washington, D.C., last fall had turned into. Who knew getting kidnapped and paraded on live TV could be so lucrative? I also got to sign depositions in a couple of criminal cases. That felt good.
"You're getting twenty percent," I said. "You ought to be glowing."
"I'm still trying to decide if representing the world's first werewolf celebrity is worth it. You get the strangest phone calls, you know that?"
"Why do you think I give people your number and not mine?"
He collected the packets from me, double-checked them, stacked them together, and put them back in his briefcase. "You're lucky I'm such a nice guy."
"My hero." I rested my chin on my hands and batted my eyelashes at him. His snort of laughter told me how seriously he took me. That only made me grin wider.
"One other thing," he said, still shuffling pages in his briefcase, avoiding looking at me. "Your editor called. Wants to know how the book is going."
Technically, I had a contract. Technically, I had a deadline. I shouldn't have had to worry about that sort of thing when I was trying to prove my self-reliance by living simply and getting back to nature.
"Going, going, gone," I muttered.
He folded his hands in front of him. "Is it half done? A quarter done?"
I turned my gaze to a spot on the far wall and kept my mouth shut.
"Tell me it's at least started."
I heaved a sigh. "I'm thinking about it, honest I am."
"You know, it's perfectly reasonable for someone in your position to hire a ghostwriter. Or at least find a co-author. People do it all the time."
"No. I majored in English. I ought to be able to string a few sentences together."
I closed my eyes and made a "talk to the hand" gesture. He wasn't telling me anything I didn't already know.
"I'll work on it. I want to work on it. I'll put something together to show them to make them happy."
He pressed his lips together in an expression that wasn't quite a smile. "Okay."
I straightened and pretended like we hadn't just been talking about the book I wasn't writing. "Have you done anything about the sleazebag?"
He looked up from his food and glared. "There's no basis for a lawsuit. No copyright infringement, no trademark infringement, nothing."
"Come on, she stole my show!"
The sleazebag. She called herself "Ariel, Priestess of the Night," and starting about three months ago she hosted a radio talk show about the supernatural. Just like me. Well, just like I used to.
"She stole the idea," Ben said calmly. "That's it. It happens all the time. You know when one network has a hit medical drama, and the next season every other network rolls out a medical drama because they think that's what everyone wants? You can't sue for that sort of thing. It was going to happen sooner or later."
"But she's awful. Her show, it's a load of sensationalist garbage!"
"So do it better," he said. "Go back on the air. Beat her in the ratings. It's the only thing you can do."
"I can't. I need some time off." I slumped against the back of the booth.
He idly stirred the ketchup on his plate with a french fry. "From this end it looks like you're quitting."
I looked away. I'd been comparing myself to Thoreau because he made running away to the woods sound so noble. It was still running away.
He continued. "The longer you stay away, the more it looks like the people in D.C. who tried to bring you down won."
"You're right," I said, my voice soft. "I know you're right. I just can't think of anything to say."
"Then what makes you think you can write a book?"
This was too much of Ben being right for one day. I didn't answer, and he didn't push the subject.
He let me pay the bill. Together, we headed out to the street.
"Are you going straight back to Denver?" I asked.
"No. I'm going to Farmington to meet Cormac. He wants help with a job."
A job. With Cormac, that meant something nasty. He hunted werewolves-only ones who caused trouble, he'd assured me-and bagged a few vampires on the side. Just because he could.
Farmington, New Mexico, was another two hundred fifty miles west and south of here. "You'll only come as far as Walsenburg for me, but you'll go to Farmington for Cormac?"
"Cormac's family," he said.
I still didn't have that whole story, and I often asked myself how I'd gotten wrapped up with these two. I met Ben when Cormac referred him to me. And what was I doing taking advice about lawyers from a werewolf hunter? I couldn't complain; they'd both gotten me out of trouble on more than one occasion. Ben didn't seem to have any moral qualms about having both a werewolf and a werewolf hunter as clients. But then, were lawyers capable of having moral qualms?
"Be careful," I said.
"No worries," he said with a smile. "I just drive the car and bail him out of jail. He's the one who likes to live dangerously."
He opened the door of his dark blue sedan, threw his briefcase onto the front passenger seat, and climbed in. Waving, he pulled away from the curb and steered back onto the highway.
On the way back to my cabin, I stopped in the even smaller town of Clay, Population 320, Elevation 7400 feet. It boasted a gas station with an attached convenience store, a bed and breakfast, a backwoods outfitter, a hundred-yearold stone church-and that was it. The convenience store, the "Clay Country Store," sold the best home-baked chocolate chip cookies on this side of the Continental Divide. I couldn't resist their lure.
A string of bells hanging on the handle of the door rang as I entered. The man at the cash register looked up, frowned, and reached under the counter. He pulled out a rifle. Didn't say a word, just pointed it at me.
Yeah, the folks around here knew me. Thanks to the Internet and twenty-four-hour news networks, I couldn't be anonymous, even in the middle of nowhere.
I raised my hands and continued into the store. "Hi, Joe. I just need some milk and cookies, and I'll be on my way."
"Kitty? Is that you?" A woman's face popped up from behind a row of shelves filled with cans of motor oil and ice scrapers. She was about Joe's age, mid-fifties, her hair graying and pulled into a ponytail that danced. Where
Joe's eyes frowned, hers lit up.
"Hi, Alice," I said, smiling.
"Joe, put that down, how many times do I have to tell you?"
"Can't take any chances," he said.
I ignored him. Some fights you couldn't win. The first time he'd done this, when I came into the store and he recognized me as "that werewolf on TV," I'd been so proud of myself for not freaking out. I'd just stood there with my hands up and asked, "You have silver bullets in there?" He'd looked at me, looked at the rifle, and frowned angrily. The next time I came in, he announced, "Got silver this time."
I went around the shelves to where Alice was, where Joe and his rifle couldn't see me as easily.
"I'm sorry," Alice said. She was stocking cans of soup. "One of these days I'm going to hide that thing. If you'd call ahead, I could make up some chore for him and get him out of here."
"Don't worry about it. As long as I don't do anything threatening, I'm fine, right?" Not that people generally looked at me-a perky blonde twenty-something-and thought "bloodthirsty werewolf."
She rolled her eyes. "Like you could do anything threatening. I swear, that man lives in his own little world."
Yeah, the kind of world where shop owners kept rifl es under their counters, while their wives lined healing crystals along the top of the cash register. She also had a cross nailed over the shop door, and more crystals hanging from the windows.
They each had their own brand of protection, I supposed.
I hadn't decided yet if the werewolf thing really didn't bother some people, or if they still refused to believe it. I kind of suspected that was how it was with Alice. Like my mom-she treated it like it was some kind of club I'd joined. After full moon nights she'd say something like,
Did you have fun at your little outing, dear?
A lifetime of believing that these things didn't exist was hard to overcome.
"How do you two stay married?"
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This is the 3rd book in the series. The overall story is becoming more complex, yet still captivating to the reader. I enjoyed the focus on Ben in this installment, and I admire how Kitty is handling the major obtacles in this story.
I read the 4th book in the series first, it is a completely different twist on werewolves. I've just finished books 1-3 and enjoyed them all, Kitty can find some trouble.
This book was when the series first started to get good in my opinion. Kitty became a much more believable character (the good and the bad), her relationship with men became more interesting and she really started to become her own person... not just someone rebelling or running away from something.
Perfect for : Personal reading, anyone who likes vampire or werewolf storiesIn a nutshell: In Kitty Takes A Holiday (Book 3 of the series), Carrie Vaughn shows readers that there are still more supernatural and magical things to explore in Kitty's world. Kitty is trying to mind her own business, writing her memoir in a quiet cabin in Colorado, when someone decides to try to scare her away from the quiet community. Out of the blue, Cormac shows up with an injured Ben (Kitty's lawyer), asking for Kitty's help. During a job Ben was helping Cormac with, Ben was bitten by a were-wolf, and now Ben must find a way to survive. Throughout these events, Kitty's quiet life is altered, and she finds herself becoming the alpha of a pack, made up of her and Ben. Those who enjoyed the first two books won't be disappointed with this book, but rather will learn about blood curses and skin-walkers.Extended Review: Kitty Norville has taken some time away from hosting The Midnight Hour to write a memoir after being exposed as a were-wolf on national television. Her life is altered as Cormac shows up on her doorstep with an injured Ben in tow. She helps Ben as he heals and comes to terms with his new life, and they must find out who someone is trying to scare Kitty away.Characters: The story continues with a focus on Kitty, Cormac and Ben. Other local characters are added throughout the story. Each character has been written and introduced in a manner that makes them seem so real and believable.Story-Line: This is another well-developed and fast-paced book that is sure to keep the readers interest. I really like how Ms. Vaughn has added new supernatural elements to each story to continually add new layers to the books.Readability: A fun and easy read.Overall: Another great addition to the Kitty Norville series! Fans of the first two books are sure to love this one while continuing to learn more about curses and skin-walkers. If you haven't read any books about were-wolves and vampires, give this series a try. I have been very pleasantly surprised at how much I am enjoying them!!
After Kitty¿s traumatic experience in Washington she decides it¿s time for a vacation. As a former college English major she romanticizes being alone in a cabin to write her memoirs. The book is not coming along at all and being in the woods makes the Wolf in her want to come out more often.A bloody cross is drawn on the door of her cabin accompanied by a dead rabbit on the doorsteps. Cormac, the werewolf mercenary hunter, from the previous books shows up with Ben O¿Farrell. Ben is not only the lawyer for Cormac and Kitty; Ben is Cormac¿s cousin and has been attacked by a werewolf.Once again Vaughn manages to provide important information about the returning characters in the previous novels without it being boring or repetitive to readers of the series. New readers should be able to follow along without any problems.When in Denver for the Kitty and The Midnight Hour book, Kitty was one of the lower wolves in her werewolf pack. Even before becoming a rogue werewolf - one without a pack - she considered her non-lycanthrope friends part of her pack. In Kitty Takes a Holiday she learns new meanings to the word ¿pack¿ and the alpha role.
This is the third book in the Kitty Norville series. It follows a few months, maybe more, after the second one. I liked that Kitty was affected by her life, and that the way Ben and Cormac behave was shown to have repercussions.I've mentioned before that Cormac is problematic for me. He fits the spot in the plot for "romantic attachment - brooding," but there has never been an attachment. Kitty seems more concerned about his feelings than she needs to be, to be honest. I was glad to see that he doesn't just walk away from what he does, that he is held accountable. I get the feeling that I was supposed to feel sorry for him, but I don't. It was nice that he didn't seem to either, although that could be a macho thing.The storylines came together well, and the book is a quick, enjoyable read.
Once again Carrie does it. Creates excitement and adventure with Kitty and her pack. She starts of having a nice holiday by herself and ends up with quite the mess on her hands with people trying to get her to leave. Cormac suprises her with a visit and a very under the weather Ben. I don't want to give to much away but again I really enjoyed this book and can't wait to crack open the next one.
Following on in the tradition of the first two books in the series, we follow Kitty as she takes a break - officially to write a book about her experiences leading up the present.Of course things don't go quite that smoothly: the locals try to drive her out with magic, and just as that's starting Cormac shows up after a disastrous hunt, Ben in tow. Ben has been bitten by a werewolf and will change in a couple of days. Ben is shouting abuse at Cormac for not shooting him.Things get complicated with the three of them in a tiny cabin, the locals still trying to drive Kitty out with magic, and the skinwalker that was part of the problem when Ben got bitten turning up. I guess if you have a werewolf as a hero (even if she explicitly says some werewolves are evil, some are good), you need something suitably similar but different to make the "evil, bloodthirsty wolf-monster" fit, and skinwalkers fit the role.Whilst this book works out mostly OK, it's nice to see it's doesn't have an entirely happy ending. I won't tell you what goes wrong and for whom, but it works well and adds to the story.
Interesting how the story line turns in this particular book. *****SPOILERS*****I can't believe Cormac is in jail!! Maybe he will take this as an opportunity to re-evaluate his life. Also, I love the fact that her and Ben hook up. I absolutely love Ben. What I find so endearing about this series is that you don't pick up a book knowing-oh this one has vampires or this one has this other type of supernatural being. Usually, you don't find which other supernaturals will even be part of the plot until near the ending. It is subtle and cool. She makes them seem like it was happenstance that they are part of the storyline. So it feels like the story unravels as one would if it were truly happening in your own life. She gives them her own creative spin. I really enjoy her creativity.
Ever since striking out on her own after being exiled from her pack in Denver, Kitty, the country's most famous werewolf and radio talk show host, has had it rough. Her trip to Washington only added to her now complicated life. She wants nothing more than to spend some quiet time alone and work on her memoir. A cabin in rural Colorado is the perfect getaway--or so she believes until strange things begin happening around her. A dead rabbit is left on her porch long with a cross painted on her door in blood. An evil lurks outside her door, one she cannot quite identify. With the police wanting to pin recent animal deaths in the area on her, Kitty must figure out what is going on. Old friend Cormac, the werewolf bounty hunter, and her attorney, Ben, are more than willing to help, although they come with their own baggage.Amidst all of that, Kitty takes in a newly turned werewolf and has to reach inside herself to find the strength to be the alpha, a role completely opposite the one she was in at the beginning of Kitty and the Midnight Hour. Kitty is an amazingly strong woman, however, she doesn't quite realize that. Remnants from her abusive past have left their scars and will carry over into the next book in the series as well. At times, she lets her fears get the better of her, but she always manages to come through in the end.Kitty Takes a Holiday is not quite as fast paced as the other novels in the series, but it does allow the character time to process much of what has been happening to her over the past few months, which I think adds a hint of realism to this urban fantasy series¿grounding it in a sense. This particular book carries a number of different story threads, some intersecting better than others. It feels like a transitional book. I enjoyed it quite a bit, but felt there were a couple of minor loose ends that should have been resolved. Perhaps I have that to look forward to in future books!
The Kitty series just keeps getting better and better. I think the characters are great and now she is getting a pack. I know there are several more books already out and I am very excited to get into them.
Kitty is just plumb tuckered out. After her adventures in Washington D.C., Kitty does what Kitty needs to do. Kitty Takes a Holiday. Of course, Kitty makes it a ¿working holiday¿. She finds a nice remote secluded cabin where she can write her memoirs, and do her wolf thing whenever she wants to. Before you can say, ¿Dip me in ground round and call me werewolf food¿, she¿s got herself fur deep in problems. Somebody is leaving really gross dead skinned animals on her doorstep. Then Cormac, (her hottie werewolf hunter buddy¿yeah¿I said werewolf hunter) shows up at her cabin with Ben (her hottie lawyer guy) injured and unconscious, looking for her help. Add to this, some creepy red eyed critter is watching from the woods. This is so not the holiday Kitty had planned.Book three of the Kitty books was just as satisfying and fun as the first two. Vaughn¿s characters are hip, funny and weird. But in a really good way.¿I went to the desk and fired up the laptop. I started a new page and wrote a title at the top: ¿Ten Ways to Defeat Macho Dickheadism.¿ The I realized that most of the world¿s problems stemmed from macho dickheadism, and if I could defeat that I could save the world¿¿.¿Ain¿t dat da truth¿¿.
This is the third book in the Kitty Norville series. I have found that the plots are becoming increasingly more involved and the ending definitely left the doors wide open for the next installment. Kitty, after her experience in Washington DC, decided to decompress by renting a cabin in the woods and writing her memoir. When a friend shows up at her cabin carrying her lawyer over his shoulder and telling her that Ben has been bitten by a werewolf, her Walden Pond dream is shattered. But when she begins finding dead animals and barbed wire crosses around her cabin and she sees red eyes glowing in the woods, she instinctively knows that she and her friends are in danger. This is a quick read, but quite satisfying as usual. On to the next one.
More from your favorite characters. They grow, relationships become more complex and interesting, and the action and story line are engaging. I love it.
I was really looking forward to reading this book since the last one I read (Mercy Among the Children by David Adams Richards) was such a depressing novel. All the while I was reading Mercy I was thinking `just a bit more and I can start the next Kitty book¿. What a relief!This is the third in the `Kitty¿ series and it changes direction a bit with plot. The first two focused on Kitty¿s job as a night time DJ and her challenges dealing with lycanthropy ¿ a condition wherein the `patient¿ metamorphoses into a werewolf during full moons. In Kitty Takes a Vacation, Kitty gets away from it all in a remote cabin in the woods to write a memoir detailing her experiences as a werewolf. It¿s not long, however, before odd things begin happening and odder still when the people in the nearby town show their distrust for Kitty and her ilk. Throw in Ben and Cormac ¿ characters first introduced in the previous books ¿ and you have another fun, light read.I won¿t give away plot points, but if you¿re a follower of the series you¿ll meet some other otherworldly creatures called `skinwalkers¿ and their particular brand of powers. The secondary characters are somewhat chilling in that they display some personality traits akin to the witch hunters in Salem a century and more ago. I also like the fact that in the Kitty books the endings are not always completely happy but a sort of compromise (not saying however that that was the case in this particular book ¿ you¿ll have to read it to find that out!).Kitty Takes a Vacation didn¿t disappoint me ¿ it lifted my mood and that¿s what I expected from it. I¿m going to read the next one, Kitty and the Silver Bullet, in May.
This is getting a bit harder to do without spoilers for this series but here I go: Kitty has gone off to a cabin in the mountains to try and center herself after some recent bad experiences. What Kitty doesn't realize is that she attracts trouble like a magnet, and before she knows it is even happening trouble is at her doorstep in the form of Cormac and slaughtered animals. Cormac, the bounty werewolf hunter, brings his own form of trouble along with the fact that it looks like someone is trying to curse Kitty. There is never a dull moment when Kitty is involved :)Likes?Gosh, even this is hard when you don't want to spoil future books for readers. I would have to say the developments in the relationship between Cormac, Ben, and Kitty. For all of you who have read this book that probably is pretty clear and for those who haven't I'm sorry. Give this series a try and you'll figure it out. I still think that Kitty is a strong, enjoyable main character who has a knack for getting herself into strange and dangerous situations. She gets stronger in every book and I'm liking that as a reader we get to see her grow as both a human and a werewolf. Plus, she isn't always sure of herself which makes her come across more realistically in these books. I also enjoy how easily I am pulled into these books...I look up and I've read 100 pages. They just keep me entertained and are all around fun reads.Dislikes?Hmm...I don't have any complaints with this one. The end portion of the book with the Cormac situation was frustrating but not a dislike. I just wasn't expecting the author to take that direction which makes the series all the more interesting for me....which means that it probably doesn't count as a dislike. I think I'll stick with none on this one.Additional Thoughts?For all of you who are on the fence as to whether or not you should read this series, I say give it a try. It is unique and fun with a strong main character. I'm liking the series more and more as I go on with it which is always a good thing. Carrie Vaughn has created an intersting urban fantasy series that will appeal to anyone who enjoys the paranormal aspect in their books. Overall, good read and recommended!
So far, this is my least favorite in the series. Kitty gains a "pack", but loses a friend to the law. She has taken a hiatus from her radio show, and I found that I missed the show. Still a great read, I just thought it was a little duller than the first two.
Yet again Carrie Vaughn has done a great job. I love this series. It¿s nothing intricate nor profound, but I love it. She makes Kitty realistic and not some impenetrable superwoman. Kitty has flaws, she knows that and addresses them but she does not let them stop her from figuring her situation out. This particular story has all kinds of fun with Indian curses, new werewolves, and skin walkers. If you don¿t know what a skin walker is then google it. J Anyways good book, went by way to fast. I¿d recommend it is you¿re into that kind of thing.
This third installment in the Kitty Norville series takes a more serious tone than the first two books. It's more introspective, focusing on the characters' struggle to overcome their various personal issues. The large cast of the previous books is narrowed down to the trio Kitty, Ben, and Cormac. (It's easy to guess the kind of relationship problem that springs up between them.) I found myself missing psychic Jeffery Miles as well as other minor characters like Matt and Ozzy and getting a mild case of cabin fever from the story's unchanging setting. Despite this lack of variety, the three central characters keep the plot moving with scenes full of excitement and drama. Overall, it's interesting and well written, different but still just as entertaining, if not more so, than the first two novels.
Kitty's taking a break. No radio show, a cabin in the back of beyond, and nothing to worry about but the fact that her crazy "I'm gonna write a book" idea has turned into a bad case of writer's block. Still, except for the dead animals that keep appearing on her door... and the scary little barbwire crosses... and the gutted livestock, things could be worse. Worse arrives when werewolf hunter Cormac arrives with Kitty's lawyer Ben who's about to become the world's latest werewolf. And everything goes completely downhill from there.Things are getting pretty complicated. And darn it, I liked Cormac! It will be interesting to see where Vaughn ends up with this.
This is the third book in the Kitty Norville series by Carrie Vaughn. I think this was the best book in the series so far. It is the only book in the series that has actually grabbed me and yanked me right through the book. I didn't find any part of this book boring or forced.In this book Kitty is taking a break from her radio show "The Midnight Hour" to go off into the wilderness to write a book about her experiences as a werewolf. She is having a rough time getting going on the writing. Things get even rougher when Kitty's bounty hunter friend Cormac shows up with Kitty's lawyer Ben who has been infected by a werewolf. Kitty is trying to help Ben cope with his change but she has problems of her own when the locals start harassing her and they find out that something dark has followed Cormac back from where Ben got infected.This book was more suspenseful than previous books and had quite a bit of action in it. Since Ben and Cormac are my favorite side characters I really liked that the book focused on them and let the reader learn more about them. I kind of missed Kitty doing her radio show; hopefully there will be more of that in the next book.Like the other two books in the series this book is well-written and makes for a quick and easy read. I think if you like the first two books, this one won't disappoint. The only thing that bothered me was that a lot of interesting characters from the second book were completely absent. What happened to Luis the were-jaguar? I guess I can understand not having the Vampire Mistress of Washington DC involved, but I kind of missed her too. The addition of Tony as the witch doctor expert filled some of this gap; but I still felt like some of the other characters got cut adrift.I already have the next book in this series so I will definitely be reading that one. After that we will see if I read the next two.
Again, a much more realistic set of events than the usual urban fantasy. No saving the world, no fighting against the Great Evil. They run into something seriously nasty, but it's relatively weak - both bullets and appropriate magic work against it. Eventually. Kitty does get into a sexual triangle, sort of, which is annoying (why does every urban fantasy have to have the female protagonist wildly attractive to every man around her?), but in context it actually makes sense. We find out a lot about Cormac and Ben, too, which is interesting. And they don't win, in the end - don't exactly lose, but it's still a hard ending. I was actually crying in the next-to-last chapter. The best scene, for me, was when Kitty actually talked to Ariel. It's not at all what I was expecting, which made it even better. Kitty got a bit of egoboo, which she really needed. And the conversation with her mother right after that, too. One of the reasons I really like the Kitty books, the reason I keep calling them realistic, is that I can imagine being or knowing these people. I can see these situations really happening. Which makes it a much stronger book, a much more engrossing story, than one where the protagonist is the center of Great and Terrible Happenings. Me gusta.
Another great entry in the Kitty Norville series! Kitty is trying to lay low in this book, dealing with her sudden outing and wondering if she should even continue her radio show. Then Cormac shows up, and her personal life gets¿ messy. I liked the direction this book took us in, and I felt like we got a little more up close and personal with Kitty. There is one big surprise here that could have a major effect on later story lines; it¿s good to shake things up! I¿m looking forward to reading further in the series.
Vaughn is growing into a very good storyteller. Her characters, including the secondary characters have more depth, and have become less cliche than the 2nd book. The plot is full of tension and wit, making this a very enjoyable read.
After being the first werewolf to come out and shift on public television (see book #2 Kitty Goes to Washington), Kitty has retreated to the mountains to get out of the public eye. She's even stopped doing her radio talk show. She is supposed to be writing her memoirs...but thats not exactly moving along either. Imagine Kitty's suprise when her friend/enemy/partner/potential love interest Cormac, shows up with an injured Ben O'Farrell in tow. Ben, Cormac's cousin, and Kitty's lawyer has been infected by a werewolf. Kitty promises herself and Cormac to take care of Ben through his first change and to try to keep him positive in the trying days of his new life. To complicate matters, Kitty's cabin is being cursed and she doesn't know who is doing it. Also, there is suspicous activity in the town and the neighbors believe Kitty is probably responsible. I think this was the strongest volume thus far. Vaughn is not afraid of taking chances with her characters...some potentially unpopular choices are made that affect Kitty, Ben and Cormac's lives. This works in her favor here as the story is intense, and exciting. The story line becomes more involved. I don't think this series will be able to be read as stand alones anymore. I must commed Vaughn for her beautifully drawn, complex characters, esepcially Cormac and Kitty. There is a depth to each of them that is uncommon in the paranormal genre. These aren't cookie cutter characters. While it doesn't end exactly on a cliffhanger, there is no solid, happy ending here. Yet, the book left me wanting more. How thrilled I am that the next book is right in my TBR stack, and there are two more installments soon to be published. If you haven't started this series, I encourage you to start with "Kitty and the Midnight Hour" and assure you they keep getting better.