The Girl Who Played With Fire

After reading The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo I was in the mood for something well written; it could be slow and plot-less, but I wanted something with substance. Ah, and the novel I'd placed on hold months ago was finally in--but I was unable to pick it up and needed something to read in the meantime and somehow ended up reading the next book in Stieg Larsson's trilogy, The Girl Who Played With Fire.

I'd heard this second book was much better, and that was definitely true. There was not the strange pacing issue of Larsson's first book, nor droning background overload that felt unnecessary. It was exciting and a page turner-- exactly what I had expected with The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. The funny part was that the ending of the first book doesn't leave you feeling restless for the second, but the second book ends with a bit of a cliffhanger so that you feel desperate for the third. But I'd since gotten to the library and picked up my hold so I've resisted the urge to see what happens with Salander, for now. I'm sure I'll read the third book in the near future, but I have a stack of other books to get through before then... not that I'm complaining.