The Frenzy is not the Francesca Lia Block that I am used to reading. From the cover blurb, I was hoping to read about the slinkster cool world of Weetzie Bat, with some werewolves thrown in. Instead, I got a paranormal story that was lacking the whimsy that makes Block's work shine.
My mild disappointment might not be the fault of The Frenzy; I think it is time for me to take a break from paranormal novels. Since I know from the start that a character is going to become a vampire/werewolf/ghost, I grow impatient while waiting for the character to realize it. The process of becoming the creature is not what interests me, but rather what they do with their new powers. Protagonist Grace takes too long to discover the meaning of her desire for red meat, penchant for walking on her toes, and dreams about running in a pack. While I appreciated that Block wrote about the negative sides of being a mystical creature--being covered in downy red hair would be terrible, especially as a teenager--she left out the mystical element that is the best part of her writing.
Block devotees should read the novel, everyone else should just re-read Weetzie Bat.