The Stupidest Angel by Christopher Moore

Speaking of holiday books, I had had Christopher Moore’s The Stupidest Angel on my TBR shelf (shelves, actually) for two years before I read it a few weeks ago. It’s not something I could just pick up any time and read. It had to be timed just right for me to feel like reading Christopher Moore when it’s not too far away from Christmas, but not too close either. Don’t want to accidentally end up reading a Christmas story after the holiday has passed.

This year, the timing was perfect. I had just finished another book on Thanksgiving, and, as with putting up decorations and shopping, the season opens the day after Thanksgiving. In the end, it didn’t take me very long to read the book because it was so short and, well, meaningless.

I have read two Christopher Moore books in the past: Fluke and Lamb. I thought both those books were witty and engaging, especially Lamb. In fact, when I think about Lamb, it reminds me very much of Christmas even though it concerns more of Jesus’ life around Easter-time rather than Christmastime. The Stupidest Angel, however, didn’t have any depth at all. It was just a bland story about some strange but uninteresting neighbors and the zombies out to get them. The zombies weren’t even interesting.

Luckily, the book was short and quick. I have noticed that when I’m in the middle of a book I don’t enjoy that much, I’m irritable and cranky—even when I’m not actually reading. For the entire length of time it takes to finish the offending book, a week or two, I feel a little off. So it’s a good thing, for the sake of holiday cheer, this book came and went in a flash. I hardly even remember it anymore, and I only just read it two weeks ago. Today I mailed it off to a Bookmoocher. Glad to send this one on to someone who might appreciate it more.

The Stupidest Angel by Christopher Moore

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