David Demchuk
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- Toronto, Ontario, Canada
St. John's, Newfoundland, Canada
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First is, there are a couple of Bookstagrammers I know who count this either as their all-time favourite horror novel, or count it in their top reads.
The second reason was that I'd quite enjoyed meeting the author. Wonderful guy, and he's the primary reason I purchased the novel at the same time.
And the final reason is, because it started out very strong. Unfortunately—and I'm going to focus the blame solely on me here—is that the ongoing story didn't capture me as I thought it would as it progressed.
Overall, the story is an interesting one, with both some really well-drawn characters that I learned to care for, and some exceptionally creepy and well-written scenes of horror. The author also did a great job of tying the characters together in unexpected, yet meaningful ways. And, there's also the central mystery of the buried iron box as well.
So, all the elements are there for a really good horror novel. And, while some of the author interjections throughout the story and between the time jumps felt a bit jarring, again, he managed to tie it together toward the end. That being said, I did find that those sections really pulled me out of the main story, more than I should have been.
But if there's a central aspect to the story that limited my enjoyment, I believe it was the excessively large cast, and the minutiae to which we experienced every aspect of their lives, whether it fed the characterization or the plot, or not.
There was just...too much of the daily stuff, and I felt it slowed the story down two much or, at times, obscured it altogether. I guess you could say, between that and the author interjections, I found myself continually losing the plot.
I understand the story the author was telling and it's a good one, an important one, and it should be told. Again and again.
But for me, as well as understanding and experiencing the underlying thematic elements, I still want to be entertained, and unfortunately, as the novel progressed, I was less and less entertained.
Not a bad book, and one I'm quite glad I read, and obviously others get more out of it than I did. Which is good, because this novel actually does deserve to find its audience.… (mehr)