I know it's a tricky subject because it might as well be referring to Stephen King's essay on horror, which I strongly suggest reading, despite the fact that this topic is not about it but a publication of the same title.
I own up: I'm really looking forward for June the 27th as Danse Macabre by Laurell K. Hamilton is coming out.
13th book (I don't consider Micah to be a real one, maybe a short novel) of the Anita Blake Vampire Hunter series. I'm a big fan of Hamilton's books (Merry Gentry's too, so I'm confessing big time), though her novels on the executioner are getting a little too focused on the ardeur and sex in general. I guess she's having a hell of a good time, btw.
How can't you love a character whose coffee mug sports the writing "Warning. The Surgeon General has determined that bothering me before I've had my first cup of coffee is hazardous to your health"?