Christopher Moore Signs BITE ME

Report on Continuing Vampiric Activity in San Francisco, Including Vampire Cats, Perky Minions and a Japanese Swordsman/Artist, Not to Mention a Misty Love Story and the Usual Suspects
Terry Hertzler
I've been reading Christopher Moore since he burst on the scene with Practical Demon Keeping in 1992 and I showed up at a signing with a dozen copies of the book (and we discovered we were both originally from the same crappy small town in Ohio). A direct descendant of Mark Twain and Kurt Vonnegut (and before anyone gets their genealogical shorts in an uproar, I mean spiritual descendant), Moore is scary smart, funnier than a chihuahua attacking a balloon, and as good a storyteller as you're likely to encounter on a bookstore shelf. In Bite Me, a direct descendant of Bloodsucking Fiends and You Suck, Moore treats us to the further adventures of Jody, Tommy, Abby, Foo Dog, the Emperor of San Francisco and his trusty companions, Lazarus and Bummer, as well as the rest of the gang as they battle Chet, a giant vampire cat, and his litter of vampire kitties, who are sucking the blood from half the street people in San Francisco. Add to that mix a fearless swordsman and three powerful old vampires from out-of-town, and things just get more intense. What makes Moore's novels so compelling and always worth reading is not just that they are extremely funny and well-written (which they are), but that something subtle and serious is always happening just beneath the surface of his stories—nothing heavy handed, mind you (did I mention that he's scary smart?), but elements that quietly resonate in your mind long after you have finished reading. If you are already a fan, what fun awaits you here; if you have yet to encounter Christopher Moore, what fun awaits you here.