The first book I finished reading in 2011 was one I started reading before Christmas. What can I say? It's a quaint story about Christmas in a small town, a visiting angel, and...well...zombies.
Yes, I said zombies.
I bought The Stupidest Angel: A Heartwarming Tale of Christmas Terror by Christopher Moore because a friend of mine recommended a different one of Mr. Moore's book (Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal) but I decided to read this one first since it was the holidays.
All I can say is that I really didn't know what to expect when I picked up this book, in particular the line about it being a "tale of Christmas terror."
The line at Borders was long, so I began reading it in line (got through 17 pages - that's how long the line was). While completely laugh out loud at times, this book is incredibly creepy in other parts, to which I assume Christopher Moore would let out an enthusiastic "YES!"
After I finished reading it, though, I found some of those creepy parts pretty funny, so all in all, I have to say well done, Mr. Moore.
However, in the future, I now know that I need to be in a particular mood to read his work.