I just finished re-reading Incubus Dreams by Laurell K. Hamilton. It was not what I remembered. Or, at least, not what I remember remembering.
This was the book my good friend dragged me to the bookstore several towns away from campus for back in college. She was so adamant about me reading the series, we found the first book or two for me to bring home and begin my obsession.
I remember being really annoyed with Nathaniel and how everyone else was pressuring Anita about him the first time I read this, sometime in my early 20’s. Now, it felt so much more earned. Of course he should speak up about his needs. Of course Anita needs to take the blinders off and realize what she wanted too.
Richard was great in this book. This is the Richard I love. A mess, but trying. A part of the solution, even if he struggled.
Jean Claude is always amazing and getting peeks at his inner self is always satisfying. The equalizing of their relationship is so comforting. I’ve never not rooted for him.
I love that this book has it all. Zombie raisings, police work, relationships, escalating metaphysics… everything that I love about this series. Plus, Anita is growing and less angry. One of the themes my friend thought I would relate to. Letting go of the exhausting anger at everything.
I’m really tempted to dive right into the next book, Micah, but I’ve got so many spooky season books I want to read before October and November are over that I’m making myself wait. It’ll be worth it.
I am thinking of making a quick reference chart for myself to keep track of each book’s plot because we’re entering the stage of too many books in a series to remember it all and I find myself trying to remember when certain things happened. We’ll see.