The Southern Book Club's Guide to Slaying Vampires

This was FUCKED. Really. Especially fucked when the whole setting and everything about it is so damn normal.

Patricia is a normal housewife in the South, right? She does normal things, takes care of her mother-in-law with dementia, has two kids. Her husband is a doctor, so they are a bit of a big-ish deal and life works out fine.
Of course she needs some fun and that comes in the shape of a book club with a bunch of other, very different women, from tough farmer wife to super Christian do-gooder. The five of them are united by their love of true crime books, which is a bit naughty, but hey, let them have fun.
Then a new man movies into the neighbourhood and shit gets weird. Is Patricia going crazy and imagining that James is a vampire or did things go weird completely?

That is the most interesting thing about this; it plays out through a number of years and it's a slow thing to go from a new guy moving in to... dealing with the vampire. I knew for a fact this is about a vampire, it's in the damn title of the thing and I still got this weird feeling that I just want things to go back to normal.

The mystery wan't the fact if the guy is a vampire, it was more like a gradual building of pressure that eventually became just obvious facts.
I also expected the characters' relationships to be rock solid from the get go and it was refreshing to see something else. It took them effort to reach that point and that was good.

Overall, this was a good read. Messed up, but I'm still interested in reading more from this authot. Which is nice?