When I realized I’d not yet done this specific series for Get Series(ous)™, I felt all the shame. This is one of my top ten favorite series. I’ve read and re-read each and every one of them. (Even the one with the bitch ass ex demon from hell whom I hate so much I write fanfic wherein she dies in incredibly creative ways! Think *terrible turn of her seemingly magic vagina* or *slowly trampled by garden gnome sized fey who really like women in nice perfume* or *featured in a real life reenactment of a Chuck Tingle novella and it all goes horribly wrong.* Even if she makes the perfect blueberry crumb muffins.) (Longest parenthetical phrase, ever? longest run-on? no?)
Normally, if I hate a character that much, I have a hard time rereading the novels in which they feature heavily. Gage is possibly the most fucked-up character, ever. Damn You, Stephen King and Pet Sematary. See what I did there? I used italics as my inner voice to avoid another lengthy parenthetical phrase.
But I just keep going back to this series.
For whom is this series a good fit?
This series is for the Urban Fantasy lover who likes a slow burn into romance. Not a trip and fall so much as a good, hard climb. Speaking of climbing, I would climb the Love Interest like a mother fucking tree.
This series is for the person who believes that a person’s uxorial duties do not usurp her moral compulsions. The shit starter. The savior. The Meyers-Briggs INFJs among us, if you will.
It’s also a good fit if, say, you liked Buffy, and Orphan Black, but inside, you’re just a bit more Whovian.
Kick ass, take names, possibly kill people, but you may feel badly about it later–or not.
This is for the reader who has often thought to themselves, “You know what this needs? 100% more naked people turning into animals in my suburban living room.”
The Mercy Thompson Series by Patricia Briggs.Get Series(ous) #17 and The Perfect Blueberry Crumb Muffins #reading #baking #vegan Click To Tweet
This series has absolutely everything in it that I love. There’s magic, romance, snark, and humor. It never gets to a point where I think “nah, I’m done with this series.” I await each installment like a child waiting for the last day of school, or a new ipad. I’m eager. I’m giddy.
Patricia Briggs writing style is so fluid, so well-honed. I can almost picture her, at her desk, fingers flying so fast across the keys that smoke begins to form, even though she’s probably in some weird, transcendental space. She might even “Om…” or whatever the werewolf equivalent is. “Owwwoooo?” Yes, she’s definitely howling in her transcendental meditative writing state.
Mercy’s world is our world, with a few added surprises. The wolves, the fey, the vamps, the shifters, and the “other beasties across the world” that Charles (a side character in these novels, but star of her Alpha and Omega series) mentions briefly but does not elaborate upon.
I’m thinking Chupacabra and West African Trickster Turtle. (Anansi is often portrayed as a spider as well, but I’ll be damned if I want to read a story with a giant fucking spider in it. Even though I love Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman—I’m super Ronald Weasley about spiders.)
The Mercy Thompson series is the perfect antidote to reality. The tales are fast-paced and quickly finished, the characters are not one-dimensional mimeographs of an author’s idealized vision. No, they are as layered and deep as any reader could ever desire. Even side characters feel complete.
For instance, one of most terrifying characters is a vampire who appears to be about 15 years old. A boy on the cusp of manhood. Innocent, but pure fucking evil. He’s the sort of character that leaves a residue. He is not a main character, but the readers know him. And they don’t. Because for all his transparent evil, he’s probably the most enigmatic character of the novels, other than the leader of the werewolves.
Mercy Thompson is definitely one of the series I’d first recommend to anyone interested in reading an urban fantasy or PNR for the first time. It’s like whipped cream vodka for college students, destined to lead them right into scotch served neat and Cuban cigars.
Only, Adam Hauptman probably tastes so much better than whipped cream vodka.
So, so much better. He probably tastes like Tito’s and sex. Or deep, french roast coffee. Or my perfect blueberry crumb muffins.
Read the series. Please. It’s for your own good.
Ok, I could’ve gone with cocoa or brownies, as they’re heavily featured in the books, but instead, I decided to take a page out of ol’ magic vag’s playbook and make fresh and perfect blueberry crumb muffins with wild blueberries and lots of spice.
And these muffins are perfect.
What Goes In?
- 1/4 cup flax seed
- 1/3 cup water
- 1/2 cup canola or avocado oil
- 1 cup brown sugar
- 2 cups AP flour
- 1 pint blueberries
- 1 cup almond milk
- 1 tsp vanilla extract
- 1 tsp baking powder
- 1 tsp baking soda
- 1 tsp cinnamon
- 1/4 tsp nutmeg
- pinch allspice
- 1/2 cup butter or vegan butter, melted
- 1/2-3/4 cup AP flour
- 1/4 tsp cinnamon
- 1/3 cup brown sugar
- Preheat the oven to 350F
- in a bowl, sift the flowers for the muffins,
- add spices, baking soda, and baking powder,
- toss in blueberries,
- toss blueberries in the flour--this will prevent them from settling on the bottom of the muffins
- combine flax and water
- let sit for 10 minutes
- add sugar and oil
- add vanilla extract and milk
- slowly add in blueberry and flour mixture, stir until just combined
- pour 1/3 cup of batter into each divot of a lined muffin tin.
- whisk together cinnamon and flour
- add sugar
- slowly add butter and whisk until it looks like pebbles.
- top each muffin with a handful of crumb.
- Bake for 20 minutes or until a skewer inserted in the center comes out clean.