Reading in a Short Month

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She looks bored. Quick! Someone give her a book! (Photo by the author)

I averaged reading one book per week during February, not counting the ones I started but did not finish. The reading month began with The River by Peter Heller. I had loaned another of Heller’s books, The Guide, to my son and when he returned it to me he mentioned that it was a follow-up to another book that we didn’t have. So of course I had to pick up a copy of The River. (Shoutout to Andy for not revealing any spoilers from that second book.)

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This story lands in the action/adventure genre and is a tale of Man vs. Nature, Man vs. Man, and Man vs. Inner Self. The plot revolves around two best friends and their canoe trip along the Maskwa River in Canada. There’s a wildfire that they must escape, and a twist involving a mysterious stranger and an injured woman that they stop to help.

The setting in this book really makes the story come alive and the writing, even when describing the danger, is lovely and puts the reader right there in the scenes. The story shifts between two POVs, but it was easy to follow when each character was speaking. Reading this book felt like a master class in pacing, setting, and character.

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The next book I read in February was The Rookery by Deborah Hewitt. This one is the second book in a series and follows the characters from The Nightjar. Although the world building in this series is impressive and consistent, at times I felt the pacing was slow. There is a romance element that sort of continues from the first book, but the characters don’t get together until toward the very end of this book.

I liked the first book in this series much better, and it was disappointing that the second book didn’t really contribute anything new to the story. The magic system was well developed, however. If you like books with magic, portals, and alternative cities I’d recommend Victoria Schwab’s City of Bones, Bridge of Souls, and Tunnel of Bones.

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This book, Brother by Ania Ahlborn was a tough one to get through. I almost tossed it into the DNF pile several times. I’m a horror writer and I don’t shy away from gruesome stories, but this one deserves so many content warnings. There’s incest, child SA, murder, cannibalism, child abduction, and rape. Did I finish it? Reluctantly. I kept hoping for some sort of redemption to the plot and the main character.

What kept me reading this slaughterhouse of a book? Pacing and unfortunately well drawn characters. There are multiple points of view in the novel and each was so well done I felt like I was right there in their head. Which turned out to be not such a good thing. If you’re a fan of the slasher genre you might like this story. Everyone else – I’d advise giving it a pass. If you’d like to read something with a cannibalistic bent, I’d recommend The Road by Cormac McCarthy or Tender is the Flesh by Augustina Bazterrica. If you want something along the slasher/serial killer line, then pick up Maeve Fly by C.J. Leede.

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I loved the cover of this book and the premise hooked me in. It features an evil, sentient house and the characters are seven writers summoned to that house for the reading of a famous horror writer’s will. They each arrive thinking they are inheriting something but instead they are stuck in a deadly game of revenge.

In my opinion, the plot didn’t hold up to my expectations. There are multiple POVs and they all seem to have the same “voice.” None of the characters were likable so the only thing I felt at their demise was relief that their story line had ended. The promised riddles that the characters were supposed to solve were not actually riddles, just revelations of some of their bad actions against the deceased.

There wasn’t enough fright for this to be classed as horror, and not enough mystery for that genre. Instead, read And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie.

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The last book I picked up in February was The Library at Hellebore by Cassandra Khaw. This author also wrote Nothing but Blackend Teeth, a scary novel that I enjoyed. I did not get the same entertainment from this one, but I did finish it.

It had a good hook – there’s a school for people with unusual, demonic abilities and the students must figure out how to escape when the faculty attacks them. They take refuge in the school library, where they are hunted by The Librarian, a monster that is determined to eat them. If that weren’t enough of a problem, the students are also out to kill each other, most often in gruesome detail. (Really, how many ways can you describe someone’s intestines? Read this book to find out.) The world building was interesting but the plot collapsed under the weight of all that rendered flesh.

Read instead: The Library at Mount Char by Scott Hawkins. It’s gruesome at times but at least you care about the characters before they are dispatched in horrible ways.

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I don’t usually review books that I do not finish reading. What I dislike will probably find an audience that loves it. I tried both of the books above and did not make it to the end of each. I quit each at about the half-way mark, which is much longer than I usually do if I decide to DNF a book. The Bones Beneath My Skin is by an author that I do enjoy, and I have many of his other books. This one, however, took a turn into such a weird place that I couldn’t follow. If you like alien conspiracy theories that veer into religious overtones you might like it. I’d advise sticking to any of Klune’s other books.

I really wanted to like Imaginary Friend by Stephen Chbosky. This book sat on my shelf for over a year before I got around to reading it. I loved the premise – a coming of age type story with a portal to an imaginary world. I gave up because the plot moved so slowly I felt I would never finish this book. Also, the point of view is third person omniscient and this left me feeling distant from the characters. It’s more like watching a movie unfold instead of experiencing the story. (And the movie happens to be your uncle’s endless home movie about his trip to Muskogee, Oklahoma. Nothing against Muskogee – but you don’t need a two hour feature film to get it all in.)

There are so many other great coming-of-age novels in the horror genre. My favorites – Boy’s Life by Robert McCammon, Nosferatu by Joe Hill, Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury.

If you’ve read any of the above books let me know what you thought. And please share any recommendations for books. As for me, in March I’m looking forward to reading the fourth book in the Dungeon Crawler Carl series. Happy reading!

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