Review: Even White Trash Zombies Get the Blues by Diana Rowland

Even White Trash Zombies Get the Blues by Diana Rowland

Title: Even White Trash Zombies Get the Blues
Series: White Trash Zombie #2
Author: Diana Rowland
Published: July 3rd 2012 by DAW
Genre: Adult Urban Fantasy

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Book 1: My Life as a White Trash Zombie


Angel Crawford is finally starting to get used to life as a brain-eating zombie, but her problems are far from over. Her felony record is coming back to haunt her, more zombie hunters are popping up, and she’s beginning to wonder if her hunky cop-boyfriend is involved with the zombie mafia. Yeah, that’s right—the zombie mafia.

Throw in a secret lab and a lot of conspiracy, and Angel’s going to need all of her brainpower—and maybe a brain smoothie as well—in order to get through it without falling apart.


Have I mentioned that Angel Crawford is my favorite zombie ever? She is. If anything, this book made her more so. She is easy with a cussword and sarcastic comment.

Life should be getting easier for Angel; she has a hot new undead boyfriend, a good job and her father is finally getting his act together. Only life for Angel is never easy. Her boyfriend’s uncle is the head of the zombie mafia, her job is on the line after a body gets stolen from the lab, her parole officer is on her ass about getting her GED, and Ed, the zombie hunter, is back in town. And he may not be the only person who has a score to settle with Angel.

Let’s start with how awesome the covers for this series are. Gorgeous. Vivid. Provocative. Even if I had no idea what the book was about, I would want to read it for the cover alone. Which is actually what happened when I picked up the audiobook for the first book, My Life as a White Trash Zombie. I just thought it would be something interesting, I didn’t think I would discover one of my new favorite series.

This book dives right into the how and why of zombism (zombiism? Zombage?), providing excellent scientific explanation for how it all works. It all sounds very plausible, and it clearly shows Diana Rowland’s knowledge of medical procedure.

Marcus was kind of an ass in this book in that he lets his uncle run too much of his life, and believes too little in Angel. I liked that Angel saw it as well, and as a newly strong, independent, undead woman, she’s not going to take that attitude.

For a while I was worried that the moments of ick that made the first book so delightful would be missing, but no, Diana Rowland manages to slip it in there. And it was icky and awesome and again made me squeal in horrified glee. This book really has all the elements I want in a story.

It even gave me a couple of secondary characters that I really liked, namely Detective Ben Roth, and believe it or not, Ed and Angel’s father. That’s right, the author took the bad guys from the first book and made them awesome.

I can’t wait to read the final book in the series, White Trash Zombie Apocalypse.

(5/5)

Diana Rowland has lived her entire life below the Mason-Dixon line, uses “y’all” for second-person-plural, and otherwise has no southern accent (in her opinion.) She attended college at Georgia Tech where she earned a BS in Applied Mathematics, and after graduation forgot everything about higher math as quickly as possible.

She has worked as a bartender, a blackjack dealer, a pit boss, a street cop, a detective, a computer forensics specialist, a crime scene investigator, and a morgue assistant, which means that she’s seen more than her share of what humans can do to each other and to themselves. She won the marksmanship award in her Police Academy class, has a black belt in Hapkido, has handled numerous dead bodies in various states of decomposition, and can’t rollerblade to save her life.

She presently lives in south Louisiana with her husband and her daughter where she is deeply grateful for the existence of air conditioning.

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