Soulless, by Gail Carriger, is an exceedingly silly novel of a sort I don’t usually read. I can best describe it as a steam-punk (i.e., Victorian plus weird technology) paranormal (i.e., vampires and werewolves) bodice-ripper (lots of…well). I picked it up because I’d been seeing it on the shelves for some years (it was first published in 2009), it’s part of a complete series, and the bodice-ripper aspect wasn’t apparent in the segments I sampled at the bookstore. The conceit... Read more