Review: The Removed by Brandon Hobson

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Synopsis:

Steeped in Cherokee myths and history, a novel about a fractured family reckoning with the tragic death of their son long ago—from National Book Award finalist Brandon Hobson

In the fifteen years since their teenage son, Ray-Ray, was killed in a police shooting, the Echota family has been suspended in private grief. The mother, Maria, increasingly struggles to manage the onset of Alzheimer’s in her husband, Ernest. Their adult daughter, Sonja, leads a life of solitude, punctuated only by spells of dizzying romantic obsession. And their son, Edgar, fled home long ago, turning to drugs to mute his feelings of alienation.

With the family’s annual bonfire approaching—an occasion marking both the Cherokee National Holiday and Ray-Ray’s death, and a rare moment in which they openly talk about his memory—Maria attempts to call the family together from their physical and emotional distances once more. But as the bonfire draws near, each of them feels a strange blurring of the boundary between normal life and the spirit world. Maria and Ernest take in a foster child who seems to almost miraculously keep Ernest’s mental fog at bay. Sonja becomes dangerously fixated on a man named Vin, despite—or perhaps because of—his ties to tragedy in her lifetime and lifetimes before. And in the wake of a suicide attempt, Edgar finds himself in the mysterious Darkening Land: a place between the living and the dead, where old atrocities echo.

Drawing deeply on Cherokee folklore, The Removed seamlessly blends the real and spiritual to excavate the deep reverberations of trauma—a meditation on family, grief, home, and the power of stories on both a personal and ancestral level.

Review:

The Removed centers around tragedy, loss, grief, and the horrible things people to to one another. The Echota family has splintered over the years. Maria is trying to help the community while taking care of her husband who is slowly slipping into the throes of Alzheimer’s, her son Edgar is an addict who has not talked to them after an intervention, her daughter lives down the road and has been following the man who happens to be the son of the police officer who shot and killed her brother Ray-Ray fifteen years ago. Every year the family gathers to have a bonfire in honor of Ray-Ray’s death, but this year, based on how disconnected everyone is, it might not happen.

Filled with Cherokee folklore and tradition, The Removed is a sad, tragic, and gorgeous book. At first, I did not know what to think of it because I really was not connecting with the characters and the story. This started like so many other books about a tragedy happening to a family and we get to see the grief that never goes away. When Wyatt, a boy that Maria and Ernest are giving a temporary foster home for a few days while waiting for a family court hearing, things start to change and come clear. The book is about grief but it is also about the afterlife, spirits guiding you through life based on Cherokee myths, some true and some imagined. The whole novel becomes a spiritual journey for all of the characters. A few of the things start to make more sense. Wyatt’s positive connection to everyone is because he is more that what he seems. Edgar living with a “friend” Jackson in a place that is gray and desolate, a town filled with people who were drug addicts until they got here, might be a town in which everyone has overdosed. In some parts the vagueness lets us draw our own conclusions, but we are strongly guided by the narrative, and by Tsala, the final character in this family, the guide who died during the Trail of Tears but is still trying to help his people. 

The novel becomes more interesting and gorgeous as it goes. I love the ideas that The Removed brings, and there are some parts that are gripping and heartbreaking. There are other parts that really don’t do as well. The Sonja story kind of peters out toward the end, and I think her story is the weakest and the least tied into the rest of the things the family is going through. Overall, I like the family, I like the story, I like the Cherokee myths. I like the blurring between life and the afterlife, present and past, because there are not many differences between the two.

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Review: Deep Dive by Ron Walters

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Synopsis:

When your reality shatters, what will you do to put it back together again?

Still reeling from the failure of his last project, videogame developer Peter Banuk is working hard to ensure his next game doesn’t meet the same fate. He desperately needs a win, not only to save his struggling company, but to justify the time he’s spent away from his wife and daughters.

So when Peter’s tech-genius partner offers him the chance to beta-test a new state-of-the-art virtual reality headset, he jumps at it. But something goes wrong during the trial, and Peter wakes to find himself trapped in an eerily familiar world where his children no longer exist.

As the lines between the real and virtual worlds begin to blur, Peter is forced to reckon with what truly matters to him. But can he escape his virtual prison before he loses his family forever?

Review:

My favorite way to go into some books is blind. I did not read much about the story except a quick skim of the synopsis, picking out keys words instead of an idea of the story. I did know that this would be good because Deep Dive is being published by Angry Robot and their quality of books has been elite.

 I started the first few pages of the novel and I was hooked. Peter Banuk is trying to save his video game development company from bankruptcy because their last project bombed. His balance between home and work life does not exist, and before he knows it, Peter is going to work on his daughter’s birthday to test an experimental virtual reality headset. The next thing he knows, Peter is waking up in the middle of the night in his truck to a life that does not look familiar at all. The rest of the novel is him trying to figure out what has happened and how he was going to return to his family, while many people are trying to stop him from talking, by any means necessary. While he tries to navigate his new reality, he is also trying to figure out how to get back home to his wife and children. This road is filled with danger, secrets, and things he just does not remember, and the peril that he faces keeps the novel moving at a incredibly high speed.

There are many underrated subgenres of horror, some of them not even considered horror at all. Many might not think of Deep Dive as a horror novel, but there is nothing more frightening than the predicament Peter Banuk finds himself in. Technological horror, waking up from an experiment in a life that is not familiar, without any knowledge of why or how you got there, is a very scary proposition to me. The more advanced technology gets, the more likely it is that one of the pieces will malfunction to disastrous results. Even though many people will not think of this first as a horror novel, this fits in with some of the greatest technological horror stories of all time. I think about The Fly with Jeff Goldblum, Videodrome, and Possessor as films that line up with this subgenre of horror. Needless to say, I get sucked into these stories quickly because they all feel like they could happen in the near near future. 

I see Deep Dive as a great sci-fi novel but also a great horror novel. I only thought I was going to read the first few pages that first day, but ended up reading half of it. I read the other half the second day, and I have been trying to get everyone I know to pre-order copies for themselves. This is definitely a novel that can be used as an example of a good technological thriller, but also good technological horror. This makes this story unique and exciting. I could not put it down until the end.

I received this ARC from Angry Robot and NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

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Review: Waif by Samantha Kolesnik

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Synopsis:

Angela has everything she thought she ever wanted—a successful husband, a lavish house, and a bottomless fortune.

But the sight of a strange man in a grocery store one night reawakens her dormant sexuality and soon Angela embarks on a dangerous descent into the world of underground pornography and back-alley plastic surgery.

As the stakes get higher, long-buried memories resurface and Angela finds herself enamored with Reena, a fetish film performer. With some help from a queer gang called The Waifs, Angela is forced to make the decision between her unhappy upper-class life and the treacherous world of underground film.

Review:

With Waif, Samantha Kolesnik has let us know that some people can do much more in a 100 page story than others. She writes the story of Angela, a person who is in an abusive marriage. She goes out one night after a fight and sees the man of her dreams, Ben, at the grocery store. She follows him home, and when she finally makes it back to her house, her husband is waiting for her. The conversation that they have at this point is where the plot pivots and becomes one of the greatest, most insane books I have read. Angela and her husband are obviously not healthy individuals, and as their lives spiral into a world of underground plastic surgery, shock porn, and girl gangs, the control they once seemed to have has completely disappeared. They let their obsessions and spite drive them to places where they would have never gone before the night when she met Ben at the grocery store.

I appreciate many books for what they are. I like all kinds of stories and find merit in many types of stories. I love many books and many authors. This is the first time in a very long time that I have read a novella and wished I had written it. It is so close to the way that I want to tell stories and the type of stories I want to write. After I finished Waif, I sat and relished in it for a few days before I started something else. Not only is the story superb, the writing is poetic and gorgeous.

This is definitely a horror novel. There is danger and body horror throughout, but the element that I really latch onto is the literary aspects of it, like the philosophy behind Angela acting the way that she acts and feels the way that she feels. There are some perfect, quotable sentences and passages in this novella. This does not get in the way of the story though; there is not a single moment where you feel like she is too literary, but then you sit and think about how Angela could hear the memories of her mother, and the ghost of her mother’s tears, and you think that her motivation and behavior comes from unresolved issues for a long time ago. These things give Waif so much depth and beauty. For Samantha Kolesnik to do this in such a little space is really remarkable. 

It is rare to think about a body horror novella this way, but Kolesnik has captured all of my love for great writing and fantastic but disturbing stories in a 100 page book. This is a must-read for anyone who likes horror.

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Review: Devil House by John Darnielle

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Synopsis:

Gage Chandler is descended from kings. That’s what his mother always told him.

Now, he is a true crime writer, with one grisly success–and movie adaptation–to his name, along with a series of subsequent lesser efforts that have paid the bills but not much more. But now he is being offered the chance for the big break: To move into the house–what the locals call “The Devil House”–in which a briefly notorious pair of murders occurred, apparently the work of disaffected 1980s teens. He begins his research with diligence and enthusiasm, but soon the story leads him into a puzzle he never expected–back into his own work and what it means, back to the very core of what he does and who he is. 

Review:

John Darnielle is one of my favorite stars to think about. His life has been as wide ranging and unique as his music. He has been a psychiatric nurse, a drug addict, a musician, and a writer. As the Mountain Goats, he has written albums about everything from the work of French historian Pierre Chuvin to an album about professional wrestling. He is known for writing songs that tell stories and his lyrics very literary in nature. It is no surprise that he finds success with writing novels.

People really took notice of Darnielle’s writing when he wrote a 33 ⅓ book on Master of Reality by Black Sabbath. This book stands out in the series because it is not an essay on the album like the rest of the series. Master of Reality is a fictional narrative with the main character in a psychiatric ward trying to get his tape player back so he can listen to Black Sabbath. Darnielle found success with this book, and continued to write books and albums. 

Devil House is his fourth book, and it is his most ambitious. The main character, Gage Chandler, is descended from kings, according to his mother, and he has found success as a true crime writer. He hears about the case of the Devil House murders in 1986, where a realtor and potential buyer are slain inside an abandoned porn shop. The novel splits between this narrative and a retelling of pieces of his first true crime book about the White Witch, a teacher who killed two of her students when they forced their way into her apartment. The threads between these stories are many, and most of Devil House is not about the plot at all. It is about Gage Chandler himself, as a writer, as an artist, as a storyteller, and as a human. 

The book is broken into several different but related sections, and I cannot help but compare this to one of the the structure of a Mountain Goats concept album. The theme is the burdens and responsibilities that Gage has to bear by taking up the stories of others and retelling them through his own lens. Regardless of how neutral he tries to be, there is a perspective that he is conveying to the reader, and this is something that Gage Chandler really has to think about when he is constructing the whole story of the Devil House. In the end, Darnielle has written a novel that is more about big ideas on literature and art than about the actual plot and character. This honestly feels exactly how I expect any John Darnielle novel to feel. He is an artist who loves art and the meanings behind it, but sometimes he is more interested in the feelings that the art gives than the art itself. This is the substance of Devil House; he is telling a story about being an artist through telling the stories of grisly murders. 

I received this ARC from the publisher and NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

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Review: Beneath the Salton Sea by Michael Paul Gonzalez

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Synopsis:

Every memory is a recording.

Nothing about the Salton Sea is normal. The sand isn’t sand. Just piles and piles of desiccated bones. There are little pockets where life clings on, birds, reptiles, people. It’s an ecosystem of living things that rely on other living things too stubborn to leave. Life forcing itself on death, or maybe the other way around.

Dee and her wife Sharon find this out the hard way after making a quick stop at Salvation Mountain to film some b-roll and see the sights out in the middle of the vast nothing. A bizarre rumor of a “crack in the sky” from one of the locals sends them on the hunt for an abandoned yacht club— where they make a discovery that changes their lives forever, and those close to them as well.

Could you identify a loved one by their whisper?

Beneath the Salton Sea is a cosmic horror technological nightmare transcribing the raw honesty of what makes a family, what breaks them, the difficulties of communication, and the painful joy of memories.

If you knew this was the last thing I’d ever tell you, what would you want me to say?

Review:

I have been fascinated with the Salton Sea since I watched a documentary from 2004, narrated by John Waters, called Plagues and Pleasures of the Salton Sea. In the documentary, they explain how the Salton Sea was a vacation destination in the 50s, a southern California desert Lake Tahoe, and the hot place to be. Due to ecological disaster, the place was abandoned by all tourists, and the only people left are outsiders. The documentary also has footage of Leonard Knight constructing Salvation Mountain, a guy who lives naked in the desert, and several people who say that the lake is just as good as it has always been even though it smelled like rotten eggs and the beach was made of fish bones. Despite seeing the Salton Sea pop up a few more times in the years since I watched this documentary, most notably during the movie Into the Wild, when Emile Hirsh playing Chris McCandless visits Salvation Mountain and the chapter in William T Vollmann’s  huge California book Imperial, I have not really thought about the Salton Sea much more until now.

Fast forward almost fifteen years, Michael Paul Gonzalez is on the Goulish podcast talking about his new book, Beneath the Salton Sea. He talks about a Salton Sea that is still inhabited by outsiders, but there are more of them gathered to create art and a community of people who live away from society. He talks about Slab City, a place where a makeshift society has formed on an old military base, and about how outsider art has taken over everything around the Salton Sea. He sets his new novel in this area, and as soon as he starts talking about it, I am drawn back into the mystique of the area. It is also a perfect place to set a horror story.

The novella is split into three parts, each one happening years apart, but all of them involving the same characters. The first section is from 2008, when Dee and her wife Sharon go to the Salton Sea to explore. They are told that there is a crack in the sky above the Salton Sea. When they go to the old Yacht Club, weird things happen and they barely make it out alive. The second and third parts are family members of these two going to the Salton Sea to find out what happened to them. All three of the sections turn into confusion and chaos, and there is a real disconnect between reality and the things the characters are experiencing. 

This could have really turned out to be a poorly told story, but Michael Paul Gonzalez does a great job leading us through the confusion that his characters are experiencing. He uses technology as a bridge between the dimensions. The writing must be strong and very clear in several sections, and this is what makes his writing feel masterful. He expresses huge ideas and some scenes make no sense whatsoever, but it also allows you to feel the confusion that the characters are feeling. The strength of the writing is the only thing that could pull off this story, and many writers can not do it as well as Michael Paul Gonzalez. 

When I was reading this book, I kept thinking that there was a reason why so many people are drawn to the Salton Sea. This draw is in the location itself. The characters are drawn there because they are looking for someone or something they have lost, but this happens to people in real life as well. The Salton Sea seems to attract people, and I think that this is a good way to explain why so many people choose to live in a dead and decaying area. There is something that the sea holds that they have lost. 

This book can be a challenge to some people because it is deliberately confusing and chaotic. There are gaps in time and dimension and logic, but these are things that make the book compelling. I hope that many people stick through it and read it because it will also make you fall in love with the Salton Sea. The Salton Sea demands it.

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Review: Harlem Shuffle by Colson Whitehead

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Synopsis:

From the two-time Pulitzer Prize-winning author of The Underground Railroad and The Nickel Boys, a gloriously entertaining novel of heists, shakedowns, and rip-offs set in Harlem in the 1960s.

“Ray Carney was only slightly bent when it came to being crooked…” To his customers and neighbors on 125th street, Carney is an upstanding salesman of reasonably priced furniture, making a decent life for himself and his family. He and his wife Elizabeth are expecting their second child, and if her parents on Striver’s Row don’t approve of him or their cramped apartment across from the subway tracks, it’s still home.

Few people know he descends from a line of uptown hoods and crooks, and that his façade of normalcy has more than a few cracks in it. Cracks that are getting bigger all the time.

Cash is tight, especially with all those installment-plan sofas, so if his cousin Freddie occasionally drops off the odd ring or necklace, Ray doesn’t ask where it comes from. He knows a discreet jeweler downtown who doesn’t ask questions, either.

Then Freddie falls in with a crew who plan to rob the Hotel Theresa—the “Waldorf of Harlem”—and volunteers Ray’s services as the fence. The heist doesn’t go as planned; they rarely do. Now Ray has a new clientele, one made up of shady cops, vicious local gangsters, two-bit pornographers, and other assorted Harlem lowlifes.

Thus begins the internal tussle between Ray the striver and Ray the crook. As Ray navigates this double life, he begins to see who actually pulls the strings in Harlem. Can Ray avoid getting killed, save his cousin, and grab his share of the big score, all while maintaining his reputation as the go-to source for all your quality home furniture needs?

Harlem Shuffle’s ingenious story plays out in a beautifully recreated New York City of the early 1960s. It’s a family saga masquerading as a crime novel, a hilarious morality play, a social novel about race and power, and ultimately a love letter to Harlem.

But mostly, it’s a joy to read, another dazzling novel from the Pulitzer Prize and National Book Award-winning Colson Whitehead. 

Review:

Originally appeared at Mystery and Suspense

Colson Whitehead never writes the same book twice. He jumps genres and styles with every new release. From the post-apocalyptic Zone One to the magical realism of Underground Railroad to historical fiction of The Nickel Boys to a nonfiction book where he enters the World Series of Poker in Las Vegas with $10,000 (The Noble Hustle). There is no predicting what he will write next. The only constant is his work. Everything he does, Colson Whitehead does well. 

Whitehead’s latest book, Harlem Shuffle, brings him into the realm of crime fiction. This is structured like a triptych, three sections, each section almost the same length, each section two to three years apart, but each section tied to the one before. The main character, Ray Carney, runs a furniture store on 125th Street in Harlem. He has a family that is growing, an apartment that is too small, and people who always sell him used TVs and jewelry and other property that might not have belonged to them very long before entering the store. This gives Carney a reputation as someone who will move stolen goods, even though he pretends to be on the straight and narrow. In the first section, Carney’s cousin is part of a heist and comes to him to help them move some of the jewels they steal. This job does not happen without hiccups to their plans,  and before he knows it, Carney is much more involved than he ever wanted to be. 

The second and third sections are not related to the first section, but they continue the life of Carney and his business, which becomes more and more lucrative but shady with the passing years. Carney becomes well known as someone who moves stolen merchandise. This means he gets more business, can expand his furniture store, get rid of all of the used furniture and only sell new, while paying off the police and buying a new apartment for his expanding family. He becomes a successful businessman, but in the second and third sections, there is proof that he is only one step away from crime and the criminal element. 

Many of the most famous triptychs in art have a religious theme. In Harlem Shuffle, Whitehead writes about Harlem in a way that almost feels religious, like he has chosen holy ground for the setting of his novel. He writes about the way the neighborhood  changes in the years between the three sections, but even with the changes, reverence still exists. Whitehead shows us that the spirit of Harlem will always be the same, with some honest people doing honest work, but many people doing whatever they can to get by. 

In each section, not only does he revisit different buildings, streets, and businesses and how they have changed, but he also does the same with neighborhood characters. We are updated with many different stages in people’s lives. The strongest example of this is the character Pepper. Pepper is someone who Carney calls whenever he has some work that needs done that might be slightly against the law. Pepper is loyal, reliable, and always willing to help Carney, usually paid in pieces of new furniture.  He feels like more of a staple to the neighborhood than a side character, someone that is Harlem, someone that knows everything about the neighborhood. Pepper feels like the evangelist, always telling Carney the News, whether Good or Bad. Harlem Shuffle does not have any religious overtones, but it does feel like the Harlem in Harlem Shuffle, with all of it’s faults, deserves our respect and reverence. 

Harlem Shuffle is literary pulp fiction. There is not a great amount of mystery, but the tension is high, the characters are all crooked, and even though Carney is a great character, he also brokers stolen merchandise, pays off cops and gang leaders, and keeps it all  from his family. Colson Whitehead still writes in his literary but very readable style. Since the book is broken into three sections, it is very easy to get swept into the story and read the entire section in one sitting. Colson Whitehead is a true American Master, and his novels deserve all of the praise they receive. Harlem Shuffle is just another achievement in an already award-winning career. But if you don’t like this book, try his next. It will be completely different. 

I received this as an ARC from the publisher and NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

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Review: The Valancourt Book of Victorian Christmas Ghost Stories Volume Five edited by Christopher Philippo

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Synopsis:

It’s the most wonderful time of the year – time for more rare ghostly tales of Yuletide terror from Victorian England!

For this fifth Valancourt volume of Christmas ghost stories, editor Christopher Philippo has dug deeper than ever before, delving into the archives of Victorian-era newspapers and magazines from throughout the British Isles to find twenty-one rare texts for the Christmas season – seventeen stories and four poems – most of them never before reprinted.

Featured here are gems by once-popular but now-forgotten 19th-century masters of the supernatural like Amelia Edwards, Barry Pain, and Florence Marryat, alongside contributions by totally obscure authors like James Skipp Borlase, a writer of penny dreadfuls who specialized in lurid Christmas horror stories, and Harry Grattan, who made history by writing the first ghost story recorded by Edison for the phonograph. Also included are an introduction and bonus materials, such as 19th-century news articles and advertisements related to Christmas ghosts.

“I endeavoured to call out; I could not utter a sound. As I gasped and panted, there stole into my nostrils a deadly, terrible, overpowering stench . . . It was the dread odour of decomposing mortality . . . I felt that I must break the spell, or die.” – John Pitman, “Ejected by a Ghost”

“It was a coach made of dead men’s bones . . . Behind the awful vehicle stood two fleshless skeletons in place of footmen, the driver was a horned and tailed fiend, and the six coal–black steeds that he drove had eyes of fire, and snorted flame from their nostrils as they tore madly along.” – James Skipp Borlase, “The Wicked Lady Howard”

Review:

Apparently in the 19th and early 20th century, one of the popular Christmas eve activities was to gather for parties. As the night grew late and the thought of going out into the cold seemed abysmal, people instead congregated around the fire for one more drink and told each other ghost stories. This became such a big part of the Christmas tradition that many newspapers ran contests for the best Christmas ghost stories. These were printed around Christmas so that people have stories to read aloud at these gatherings if they cannot make up a story on their own. Some of these stories have been lost for generations, but Valancourt has collected five volumes of these stories, poems, and snippets.

This collection has highs and lows. In the beginning, the stories do not do much for me. Many of them center around a character who is in love and a tragedy striking their relationship. Many are a ghost story in a sense that a person feels or sees the presence of a person while he or she is crossing over to the afterlife. The second half of the collection seems to have some of the better stories, and a few of them, like “The Dead Hand” by James Skipp Borlase and “The Undying Thing” by Barry Pain are pretty good. Many of the stories are short because they were in newspapers and were meant to be read aloud at parties so you kind of get that feeling from some of them. A few of the longer ones in the second half are much better than the first half. 

One of the things that I really love about this is the short histories of the authors that precedes their stories. Some of the biographies are insane. Here is the biography for Mabel Collins, who writes “A Tale of Mystery”.

An author of more than forty books, MINNA MABEL COLLINS COOK {1851-1927} had learned of Helena Blavatsky’s occult Theosophy religion in 1881, and met Blavatsky herself in 884. The same year, Mabel Collins began writing Light on the Path,  published in 1885, a book she claimed was dictated to her by some mystic source and moreover that it was “written in an astral cipher, and can therefore can only be deciphered by one who reads astrally.” It quickly became a Theosophical classic, and Collins would go on to be co-editor with Blavatsky of Lucifer: A Theosophical Magazine. One of her lovers was Robert Donston Stephenson, one of a number of men suspected of having been Jack the Ripper. She would also become an acquaintance of poet and occultist William Butler Yeats and the notorious Aleister Crowley. (pg. 97).

This is not the only biography in this collection that makes me feel like Victorian society was more interested in the occult and the devil than I ever knew, and the tradition of telling ghost stories at Christmas time feels like something that needs to come back. The idea of ghost stories being a large part of Victorian Christmas culture is actually pretty alluring. If anything, this collection is more valuable as a primer for Victorian history and tradition than it is a collection of memorable stories.

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Review: Yours Cruelly, Elvira by Cassandra Peterson

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Synopsis:

The woman behind the icon known as Elvira, Mistress of the Dark, the undisputed Queen of Halloween, reveals her full story, filled with intimate bombshells, told by the bombshell herself.

On Good Friday in 1953, at only 18 months old, 25 miles from the nearest hospital in Manhattan, Kansas, Cassandra Peterson reached for a pot on the stove and doused herself in boiling water. Third-degree burns covered 35% of her body, and the prognosis wasn’t good. But she survived. Burned and scarred, the impact stayed with her and became an obstacle she was determined to overcome. Feeling like a misfit led to her love of horror. While her sisters played with Barbie dolls, Cassandra built model kits of Frankenstein and Dracula, and idolized Vincent Price.

Due to a complicated relationship with her mother, Cassandra left home at 14, and by age 17 she was performing at the famed Dunes Hotel in Las Vegas. Run-ins with the likes of Frank Sinatra, Sammy Davis Jr., and Tom Jones helped her grow up fast. Then a chance encounter with her idol Elvis Presley, changed the course of her life forever, and led her to Europe where she worked in film and traveled Italy as lead singer of an Italian pop band. She eventually made her way to Los Angeles, where she joined the famed comedy improv group, The Groundlings, and worked alongside Phil Hartman and Paul “Pee-wee” Reubens, honing her comedic skills.

Nearing age 30, a struggling actress considered past her prime, she auditioned at local LA channel KHJ as hostess for the late night vintage horror movies. Cassandra improvised, made the role her own, and got the job on the spot. Yours Cruelly, Elvira is an unforgettably wild memoir. Cassandra doesn’t shy away from revealing exactly who she is and how she overcame seemingly insurmountable odds. Always original and sometimes outrageous, her story is loaded with twists, travails, revelry, and downright shocking experiences. It is the candid, often funny, and sometimes heart-breaking tale of a Midwest farm girl’s long strange trip to become the world’s sexiest, sassiest Halloween icon. 

Review:

Originally published at mysteryandsuspense.com

2021 is a huge year for Elvira. Cassandra Peterson is celebrating her 40th year of playing the character and also turned 70 this past September. She celebrated by hosting a new special on Shudder called Elvira’s 40th Anniversary, Very Scary, Very Special, Special, where she hosted a four movie marathon.

She is also making short introductions for Netflix this October under the banner, Netflix and Chills. But most importantly, she released her debut memoir, Yours Cruelly, Elvira. I knew that if this memoir retold just a few of the stories I have heard her tell on various podcasts and interviews, that this is required reading.

Cassandra Peterson has had an incredible life, even before Elvira made her a household name. She was a go-go dancer at gay bars in junior high, she was a Las Vegas showgirl at 17 (after convincing her reluctant parents to sign a permission slip), and was going to quit show business at thirty, which happened a few weeks after she landed the Elvira role. Most of the memoir is told about the exploits of this time, how she met many famous people, how she lost her virginity to Tom Jones, how she talked to Elvis all night one night about numerology and religion, how she was in some dangerous situations with many famous men. She spends a great amount of time in the first half of the book reflecting on her life pre-Elvira, a time that is spent around many celebrities from film, sports, and music, but not able to get past the stage of being a showgirl. 

The second half is about her time as Elvira, how she was treated by some of the sponsors and television stations, and how she was deemed unfit most of the time by TV executives for being “satanic” or “too sexy.” She has been turned down for her own TV sitcom, removed from her own very successful Coors Light campaign, and not been able to get funding for several different projects, but the thing with Cassandra Peterson and Elvira is that she does not compromise her vision for others. She has always played the part exactly like she feels it needs to be played. 

I watched Elvira as a teenager because she was showing schlocky horror movies and she looked like Elvira. For years I have repeatedly watched her first movie Elvira, Mistress of the Dark and watched a few of the movies that she has had streaming from her days at Midnight Macabre.  I was not very far into this book before I realized that Elvira and Cassandra are two different people. Elvira is a character filled with humor, puns, and a revealing costume. This memoir proves that Cassandra Peterson is very far removed from the character of Elvira, that she has had her own life of adventure, excitement, some danger, and a great deal of heartache (there are so many close friends of hers that she has outlived). Elvira has just afforded her more opportunities to do things that she would already have done if Elvira did not exist. This book has made me a firm believer that Cassandra Peterson was going to succeed in show business no matter what obstacles.  At the end of the book, we know more about Cassandra Peterson and the things that she holds important and will fight for than things about Elvira, and in this case, it is a good thing to learn what is behind the dark bouffant wig and slinky black dress, that there is an important celebrity and activist behind the character. 

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Review: “Pearl” by Josh Malerman

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Synopsis:

From the New York Times bestselling author of Bird Box and Malorie Josh Malerman comes the legend of a strange new monster unlike any other in horror.

Go to the farm just outside of town and you’ll hear it.

A voice. Inside your head.

Or is it?

Come to me…

A voice that makes you want to pick up that axe over in the corner of the barn.

And swing it.

And kill.

Feed us. Feed us now.

It is the voice of Pearl.

Sing for me. Sing for your precious Pearl…

Review:

review originally appeared at Mystery and Suspense

Josh Malerman has had two of his limited edition books re-released this year. The first is Goblin, and the second is Pearl, which was previously released as a  limited edition by Cemetery Dance with the title, On This, the Day of the Pig. With this reissue by DelRey, Pearl is more accessible to readers, and like other Josh Malerman novels, this is a reward to the readers.

Pearl takes place on a farm outside of Chowder, Michigan, just down the road from Goblin. The novel starts on Kopple farm where Aaron and Jeff are visiting their Grandpa. Jeff goes out to the pigpen and sees Pearl, a pig with one eye that sits like a human and gives everyone an uneasy feeling. Pearl starts to talk to him, telling him to kill one of the other pigs. Jeff, a seventh grader, cannot help but obey. This is the beginning of Pearl really starting to wield his power, the pig has telepathic abilities and can make people do whatever he wants them to do. There has always been an uneasiness on Kopple’s farm, people driving by get a bad feeling that something is going to happen on that farm, and after Jeff kills the pig for Pearl, the day of Pearl’s reign begins.

There is no question that this is a horror novel. Pearl is definitely a mad tyrant and the creature turns to slaughter within pages. We are witness to the killing or capture of anyone who tries to cross Pearl, and as more and more people show up to the farm, Pearl has more people to control. As the story unfolds, we learn more about Pearl, and how he has really been in charge of the farm for years, making the farmers teach him everything about the world so that he can bring the world down, but he also has an ability to make people feel like it is their idea to do things for him. The manipulation that Pearl uses is taught to him, and so when the day comes and Pearl takes over, he makes some people think that it was their idea the entire time. 

Pearl is one of those stories that hooked me from the beginning. Sometimes with horror you have to suspend belief from the very beginning, and Josh Malerman lets us know from page one that this is about an evil telepathic pig, as if he is letting the reader know from the start that you are either going to come along or be done. It does not feel like this should work at all, mostly because Pearl is still stuck on the farm, but it does because people keep coming to him, and he keeps using them for his plans. Malerman does a good job balancing the present day and the history of the reasons why some of the people are arriving. Pearl gets a fleshed out backstory and proof that he has been in charge of people for longer than anyone cares to admit. In the end, Pearl is a novel that I will want to revisit and recommend because there are no other novels like this. Pearl not only manipulates the minds of the humans and animals around him, but he takes over the reader’s mind as well. 

I received this as an ARC from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

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Review: Palmetto by Ania Ahlborn

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Synopsis:

Kim Devland nearly has it all. A great marriage. A baby on the way. All that’s missing is a house–one idyllic enough to fill the Norman Rockwell-shaped spaces in her mind. So when Kim’s husband, Eddie, books a property tour of a home Kim has been eyeing online, it’s love at first sight.
Far too expensive for them to afford, Kim and Eddie, make an offer anyway…and score the deal of a lifetime.
The house is suddenly theirs, and Kim sees it as destiny.
The house is where they’re supposed to raise their baby, joyful and free and full of nothing but the best memories. But homes–especially the perfect ones–are never what they seem. Before Kim and Eddie are even moved in, something begins to squirm beneath Kim’s skin.
Something portentous. A warning. Don’t buy this house.
But she ignores her misgivings.
As if sensing its mother’s foreboding, the baby begins to squirm beneath Kim’s skin as well. Twisting. Writing. But Kim ignores that too.
Blinded by the idea of storybook happiness, Kim barrels headlong into a dream that quickly proves to be anything but and unwittingly seals her family’s diabolical fate.

Paying homage to Ira Levin’s Rosemary’s Baby, Ahlborn’s Palmetto takes the classic story of wanting it all and asks: how much would you sacrifice to have what you desire? And, watching your dream become a waking nightmare, how loud would you scream?

Review:

Palmetto is the second limited edition book from Thunderstorm Books that is an exclusive through the Night Worms subscription box. I was not family with Ania Ahiborn or her work, but I did love the beautiful red cover and the short length. 

The story is new house horror. Kim and her husband Eddie are expecting a new baby. This means that their current dwellings are too small for their expanding family. Even though this house is seventy-five thousand dollars above their budget, Kim and Eddie decide to do some window shopping. While there, Kim opens the master bedroom, sees an old woman in the corner of the dark room, and the woman says that they should just try to get the house, that you have to sacrifice for what you want.

The sacrifice is that the house is invaded by flying cockroaches. Palmetto bugs start appearing and Kim becomes obsessed with trying to get rid of them. Bugs and cockroaches do not creep me out as much as Kim, who throws up more than once when she finds bits and pieces of palmettos in various parts of the kitchen. I gave her the benefit of the doubt when she was pregnant, because pregnancy gives you some unexpected triggers, but it does not lessen once the baby is born. This obsession becomes detrimental to Kim’s relationships with her husband and child, and eventually things fall completely apart. 

I don’t think the execution of this novella is very good. It leaves more questions than answers, and though sometimes this is great in a work of fiction, in this case it does not make sense. I know that this is a limited edition, and it is not readily available to readers, but this does not sell me on reading more of her novels. 

*The Big Spoiler Part*

Most of the reason why this does not work for me is because there is no real conclusion. At some points in the story, Kim wonders if Eddie even sees the cockroaches, and if she is imagining all of these things, including the woman who was there at the house showing. Kim is not convinced that she is even real. In the end, there is no inkling either way to a conclusion on this. If Eddie would have come home and found the palmettos everywhere or nowhere at all, it would have gone far to conclude the tone of the story. As it is, there are no answers. A return of the woman at the very end would have done wonders as well. She was the one who mentioned that there will be sacrifice, so she should have come back to receive it. At the end of the novella, I felt more irritated than satisfied.

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