I stayed up way past my bedtime finishing this last night. The ending made me want to grab Stephen King and shake him, screaming “Why!”. The novel was an enjoyable read, but it amazes me how he puts in so much detail and writes about so many different characters, getting into their lives and thoughts.… Read more Cujo
Month: September 2017
The Twenty Year Death
This was a trilogy within a novel. Three separate, but linked stories written in the style of three different Noir writers. It was interesting premise and I enjoyed it. The third part left me a little cold, but only because the first two were so well done. I feel like I missed a book. I… Read more The Twenty Year Death
Doctor Sleep
The sequel to the Shining. This follows what happened after Danny Torrence survived the horrors of the Overlook Hotel. A lot of the novel is following Dan in his descent into alcoholism just like his father before him. And then following him on his recovery, so that he can help a young girl who has… Read more Doctor Sleep
Witness to Myself
Usually, the hard case novels I read are older, so it’s weird having them use computers, cell phones, and the internet. It was enjoyable, but not my favorite. There was a strange back and forth between two different view points. Both 1st and third person. It threw me for a loop a few times. Still,… Read more Witness to Myself
The Bottoms
I keep falling further and further behind. I finished this a few days ago, as well. This was one of Lansdale’s stand alone novels and it was excellent. An engaging mystery that’s really about life growing up. The whole thing is just sad. I guessed the killer, mostly because in my modern sensibilities, he was… Read more The Bottoms
Nabokov’s Favorite Word Is Mauve
I finished this a few days ago. It was really a very interesting look at the details of what writers, write. I found it interesting that there are enough patterns in how people write, that if you have enough examples you can pinpoint who wrote a particular piece with very high accuracy. It was an… Read more Nabokov’s Favorite Word Is Mauve