I read this book: Vampire Science.
It's a Doctor Who book, but it's one of the old (uh, new) adventures that were written when it wasn't on TV.
I know I've said before that these are awesome books, and I really do suspect that the 8th Doctor is my favorite Doctor... but... this book was. Astounding.
The book before it The Eight Doctors was bollocks. An excuse to prove that the author (Terrance Dicks, who has written a tone of Doctor Who books since before I was born) knows his who shit. He does, but it's a pity that he forgot how to write at this stage. I've read much better by him, and that's just... sad. So anyway, I thought this might be shit.
It's not. Vampires (and yes they are classic, and still the same ones that Tom Baker fought) and violence, and a very clever Doctor. It's all there. Find a copy and read it, you'll not be sorry. After all, how can you not like a Doctor that says and does the following:
"She trusts me. Real trust is as rare and precious as having a cat pay attention to you"
and after the Vampires attack a house he is staying in, he goes back and rescues a cat. A cat that's just had kittens. Then a few pages later, while you are thinking "what about the kittens (a thought I have often, 'eh Emma?)... you get the following:
"The doctor was unloading the kittens from assorted coat pockets"
I have a lot of time for the Doctor that saves kittens.
Listening to: Speed Of Sound from the album "X&Y" by Coldplay
[posted with ecto]