Whispers in the Dark accomplishes many rare qualities. These qualities work together to form a unique story filled with horror but focused on the things that matter most to the female protagonist: family, love, motherhood, and her internal demons.
There are many elements that I loved about this book. It breaks the rules of how we are taught to write. I believe the genre of horror attracts writers who are rebels, outsiders, those who live on edge, those who don’t give a fuck, and those who have no fear of pouring out words onto the page. Hightower switches PoV throughout the chapters and, get this...she does it successfully.
Rose McFarland is our main character. She is a hard ass, a mother, a lover, a fighter, and struggles between what’s in her heart, what’s in her mind, and the things from her past. There are certain chapters where we get first person point of view from Rose and this pulls the reader intimately into her life. There are other chapters written as third person PoV as well. Here’s the thing: it’s done in a way that paces the story for us and doesn’t cause confusion. Movies do it all the time and Hightower does it here without holding back and it works damn well.
Another win for me: a female horror writer writing a female protagonist who is intelligent, strong willed, but struggling with emotional ties from her past and present - count me in. The themes of family, darkness that lurks within kin, and inner demons are intertwined with the horror elements that horror fans love and come back for the most.
Hightower’s character development is phenomenal. As a writer myself, I learned a lot from how she developed her characters. Each one was succinct and each one brought something of value to the story. Every character had a purpose, whether it was to bring out qualities and actions of the main character or cause her conflict, they all served to contribute to the development of Rose.
Laurel Hightower knocked this one out of the park and it won’t be her last time.
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This is, by far, one of the most difficult books I have ever read, difficult emotionally, mentally, and even physically. Why? The elements surrounding this story like character development, conflict, setting, and theme, are delivered with a pacing of pure, dirty truth.
Kolesnik unfolds a terrifying reality from the unique perspective of the main character who, starting off as a young victim of cruel abuse, moves on to become a victimizer. Kolesnik doesn’t just tug at the reader’s emotions, she yanks on them, forcing the reader to become very aware of the real abuse that takes place all around us that the world often ignores. The reader is emotionally connected to the main character who is being demoralized by the people around her and by the one person who is supposed to protect her the most, her own mother.
Can you blame the reader for siding with the main character all throughout the book, even after she decides to harm others because that’s what she knows best?
It’s such an interesting point of view, one that keeps the reader wondering afterward, what would I do? How would I endure and survive such abuse? Kolesnik faces one of the scariest truths of our world and she faces it head on with her writing. She holds the reader's attention and makes us imagine, watch, and attempt to feel every detail.
In terms of writing elements (setting, plot, character development), the story is written in first person, almost like the main character’s journal. This made the story more intimate for me. I wanted to set the book down at times because it was such an emotional and mental rollercoaster which, in my eyes, is a writer’s greatest success.
The setting and plot are not necessarily developed to a point of exhaustion and in this story, they didn’t need to be. Being in first person POV made it possible for this book to unfold in diary form and made every aspect of it, especially the ending, eerie and disturbing.
If you’re up for the challenge, if you have ever experienced abuse or know someone who has, and if you want a very different perspective on it, then I challenge you to read True Crime.
I am proud to welcome yet another talented and raw female author into the horror community.
Here are some of my favorite quotes from True Crime:
“When she was calm, she liked to play games only she enjoyed.”
“Maybe when God created me, he disliked his creation and turned off the part connecting me to him, like an artist who didn’t want to sign a bad painting.”
“Her stillness became the twinkle in my eye.”
“Only crime was true.”
“One man alone in the world, born to a mother with a wolf’s heart hiding in a sheep’s skin.”
“I wondered if my presence were worse than death.”
“I wondered how the world made its villains and why it never apologized for making them.”
“What did it say about me that my one true guardian angel was the earth’s devil?”
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No doubt that this book is 5 STARS! REMAINS combines two literary worlds, one of a horrific tragedy and loss and the other made of the supernatural. The main character cannot seem to escape either.
The story takes place post tragedy. With her world turned upside down and forever changed, the main character Lucy struggles to make sense of the murder of her young son. She is trapped in so many ways, both literally and metaphorically.
Andrew Cull doesn’t tell you Lucy is trapped, he makes you feel it throughout the entire story. He masters the writing of the senses, tapping into each one and making you feel on edge with vision, sound, and touch. His use of descriptive showing of each scene is quite chilling. His writing awakens the reader’s senses as if you were experiencing what Lucy is experiencing.
If you are afraid of the dark, the pitch black darkness, the mystery of what lives in dark corners, then this is the book for you.
Warning: it’s an extremely sad story, one that will break your heart while at the same time frighten you, and leave you with tears and chills.
Here are some of my favorite quotes from REMAINS:
“The sound of the kettle built to a scream, loud enough to drown out the single sob that escaped her clenched jaw.”
“The darkness that waited patiently in the doorway behind her edged a little closer.”
“Hour after hour the empty silence had worn her down.”
“I guess we only take pictures of the times we want to remember.”
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My Best Friend’s EXORCISM by Grady Hendrix
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If you love the 80s, if you love horror, if you love a great devil possession story, then you will love Grady Hendrix’s book My Best Friend’s EXORCISM.
Hendrix delivers on a coming of age story about two high school best friend’s immersed in all the horribly disturbing incidents that take place when one of them gets possessed by a demon. It’s a story about friendship, the deepest kind. This book will have you laughing at times all while getting a horror, exorcist fix.
Hendrix develops each character to perfection. The high school clicks are spot on and brings nostalgia of the shittiest parts and best parts of adolescence to the reader. The reader becomes part of these high school girls’ lives while feeling isolated from all the adults in the story.
I also want to point out that EVERYONE judges a book by its cover and I did just that. I spotted this book while at the bookstore and hadn’t heard of it before. The cover is one of the most beautiful book covers I’ve ever seen and it’s the reason I picked it up. I am thrilled that the book was also fantastic.
There are no surprises in this book. No major plot twists and if you are a horror fanatic, then you will know that this type of story has been done many times however I still give this book 5 out of 5 stars. It combines coming of age, a story of heartfelt friendship, and horror possession all against the background of the 80s. The writing is also done well. It’s exactly what I wanted and hoped it would be.
Learn more about Grady Hendrix by visiting his website.
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The Cabin at the End of the World by Paul Tremblay
Here’s one of my short stories:
A Goodnight's Sleep
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The Cabin at the End of the World has been the best book I’ve read this year. Why? It’s anxiety in written form and was one of the fastest paced books next to Lord of the Flies. I couldn’t put it down and when I had to I was bummed. I took breaks to feed my toddler and kind of shower. The suspense was that good.
Here’s all the things I loved about this book:
Here’s the one thing I was not a fan of:
I wasn’t a fan of the ending, but ultimately it doesn’t matter. The ending did not ruin the journey for me or the experience. Tremblay took me for quite a ride and I cannot complain. As a writer myself, I can’t help but think about where I would’ve taken the story. I think all writers do that. It doesn’t mean I don’t respect how Tremblay ended it. I do. I am just very dark and would’ve loved for everything to come to a tragic demise.
That’s it. As always, I like to end my reviews with some favorite quotes.
Here are some of my favorite quotes from The Cabin at the End of the World:
“Right. Hell yeah, we’re gonna hit’em with logs.”
“Tears ring Andrew’s eyes as fear and the numbness of this irreality momentarily give way to absurdity.”
“Time is running out on the world, on us.”
“The most important gifts are often the ones we wish with all our hearts to refuse.”
“Do you have any idea how delicious it is to give yourself over to something else so completely?”
“Trust the process.”
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The Girl on the Glider is the first book I’ve read by Keene, and I am so glad it was. After reading this book, I honestly feel connected to Keene. That may sound creepy however the reader is literally looking into Keene’s diary and into his life.
The Girl on the Glider is a 99 page short and written in diary form with chapter titles named “Entry 1, Entry 2, etc.” So what’s the story about? Keene is a horror writer and this story is about his very personal, and very real experience about being haunted by a girl who died in a car accident at the top of his driveway in Pennsylvania. This actually happened.
Keene also name drops actual people within the horror community who are his friends, business partners, and confidants. He explains who each of these people are by using footnotes, opening up opportunities for the reader to discover other horror writers and publishing houses. I really appreciated this.
Keene describes the strange events that followed the death of this girl and how it affected his family: his wife, his baby, his dog and cat. He writes about it in the moment and moved on to publish it as a short book. It falls in line with classic accounts of haunting experiences that you might hear from a friend, a coworker, or a family member. Naturally, the reader learns about his writing process and his life as a writer. It’s so raw.
Was it scary? Yes. It wasn’t the type of fear you experience from reading about demons or vampires. It’s that fear we have all felt when we are purely alone, maybe alone in the dark, and you just feel something around you and you know something is there that you can’t quite see. The real fear that exists in real life.
Keene’s writing is authentic, sincere, and genuine, so much so that I teared up at the end. I teared up because although it’s creepy, the death of this girl at the top of his driveway forces Keene to turn inward and he discovers some truths about himself and his life. But it’s not just a discovery for him. It’s a discovery for the reader, one that keeps you thinking about your own life too. It’s an emotionally deep storytelling about someone haunting his house and haunting him.
This book is not merely entertainment. Imagine finding a writer’s diary, opening it up, and reading an entry called The Girl on the Glider.
(Oh yeah, and I found a signed copy at a bookstore near my house.)
Here are some of my favorite quotes from The Girl on the Glider:
The only part of my body I couldn’t write without is my brain, and apparently, my brain has decided to declare war on me.
They make fun of Whitley Strieber for saying he was abducted by gray aliens possessed with a disturbing fascination for his bunghole.
My name is Brian Keene and I am either losing my mind or I am being haunted. Or both.
Writing books like that - pouring your personal shit into a novel or short story - that’s like confession and an exorcism and six months of therapy all rolled into one.
“Chugga chugga, choo choo, spin around. Every letter has a sound.”
You might just be an echo of time.
...it was over before it had ever even really started.
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Would you ever make a deal with a demon? What if that demon could give you anything, help you to find out anything, and provide you with the answers you wanted to know, needed to know, would you then?
In Lou Yardley’s book, The Deal Maker, the premise is just that, all while achieving a balance between the dark and malformed workings of a demon and many opportunities for comedic dialogue. More and more I am digging horror comedy, especially when done right.
Let’s talk about structure of this story. I found the pacing to be just right and Yardley knows how to always keep the reader wanting more. Each chapter ending is truly only a beginning to what the hell is going to happen next.
This is no ordinary demon. I loved Yardley’s idea of creating a demon whose main purpose is to make deals with humans which revolve around the demon taking their body parts. He is described as being ugly and deformed because he mixes and matches different body parts from different humans - a hodgepodge of human parts if you will. Yardley is not afraid to dive deep into details about how he takes the body parts. It's gnarly, and that is awesome.
Let’s talk characters. The character development was good, however, there were a few times that I was confused as a reader on character backgrounds, current roles, etc. Now, as a writer myself, I would want other writers and readers to provide constructive feedback. This could’ve been worked through a little more. As a reader, getting confused can definitely be a distraction to the overall beauty of a story. I am not saying it’s easy because I know it isn’t.
Overall, The Deal Maker was a good read. Yardley had my own imagination working through the scenes as if it was happening right in front of me. My favorite scene in this book is the spider scene. It’s visual nature was so sickening, but in a good way. Do you want to know the details? Then check out the book!
Here are some of my favorite quotes from The Deal Maker:
He had no time to shit himself, he needed to search the house.
Making way for decay and the kind of sweetness and rot that can only come with dead things that should have been buried long ago.
Call me Jack. I’m a Jack of all trades, made of bits of all people.
The words tasted good on his tongue.
He needed to smell her panic and taste her horror. At the moment she was far too calm. Far too accepting. He needed to do something about that.
Now, ‘normal’ was hanging out with a demon who wanted bits of your body in return for small favours.
Hope was a cruel mistress.
Pain danced through his bones, twisting his muscles and squeezing on his internal organs.
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Tribesmen by Adam Cesare
Spicy Constellation & Other Recipes by Chad Lutzke
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I had to go watch Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark in the theater. Why? Because I grew up reading the Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark book series, books of short horror fiction for kids, read by kids, and written to terrorize kids. They did just that.
Those of you who got your hands on these when you were young know exactly the type of grotesque and sickening narratives that played out. The creatures in these stories just stayed in your brain on repeat while you lay in bed at night head deep under the bed covers trying to hold on to any sound of mommy and daddy’s voice out in the living room for comfort.
Well, I diverge. Let’s get into the review.
I loved it! Was it a film epic? No. I went to watch it because it was nostalgic for me. Those infamous illustrations in the books came to life in the movie and they came to life well (and took lives well too.)
The scenes had the touch of classic horror which I really love: the haunted house, fog rolling over the corn field, scarecrows, voices, ghosts, just the whole shabang. The creatures, originally rooted in folklore and urban legend in the book, kept their historical roots and came through as just that, urban legends that we all heard around a campfire that scared the shit out of us as kids.
I am about to make some comparisons but let me be clear, these comparisons only apply to certain areas of the movie. When I watched this, it gave me the same feeling as when I watch Goosebumps, Are You Afraid of the Dark, and Stranger Things. The quality of filming surpassed that of Goosebumps and Are You Afraid of the Dark, but not Stranger Things. In this film, the protagonists are a group of teenage kids fighting against some dark supernatural shit and was set in 1968. The dynamic between the group of friends is very much like Stranger Things and when Coming of Age and Horror converge, it's gold. There were plenty of comedic moments. Just enough to get you comfortable to then punch you in the gut with a good jump scare. There are tons of jump scares in this and I am a big fan of jump scares (because they make me jump.)
Although the books were a collection of short stories, the movie is not separated into different unrelated stories. The movie showcases some of the famous stories from the books but weaves them into one film by using the characters. Each character becomes a catalyst for the a particular story. There's also a great backstory to tie it all together, but I don't want to give that away.
On a scale from 1 to 10, I give it a 7. If you grew up reading these, I say go watch it in the theaters. You won't be disappointed. And if you are, well, then you're just a cinema snob :)
My two favorite quotes from the movie:
I got the goods so let's banana split.
Stories hurt. Stories heal.
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Here’s one of the most famous covers.
Some photos from the movie:
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I was a light sleeper. I always had been. My anxiety made it worse. The story goes, every night, I would try to lie down for some sleep, battling my insomniac brain. When you suffer from insomnia it just means you were born to live in darkness. You were born to roam the desolate streets when everyone else is asleep. It’s great in theory but not so wonderful when living in a mediocre world where the majority of the population find their productivity during the daytime. Who even came up with those rules?
I would awake from anything. The slight creaking sound from a foot meeting the kitchen floor downstairs. The sound of leaves crunching under a shoe down the block. A cabinet shutting close in the bathroom or my parents starting the shower downstairs and water rustling through pipes inside the house.
I hadn’t got a good night’s sleep in a long time. I woke up about four times a night and sometimes I couldn’t fall back asleep for 45 minutes. I looked up some remedies for being born to live in darkness, remedies that could help with pretending mediocrity but I only found the Deep Sleep Earplugs. That would have to do plus they had a five star rating on Amazon so there’s always that.
The earplugs came in on a Friday and I couldn’t wait to test them out that evening. It was a normal Friday night for me. I curled up in bed and watched Nightmare on Elm Street, the first one. I took a sleep aid, a fitting thing to do given my current movie of choice. Deep down inside, I hoped that maybe I would meet this infamous Freddy. When I started to doze off, I grabbed my Deep Sleep Earplugs and shoved them as deep as they could go. All sounds muffled out. I don’t know when I fell asleep because I drifted away into such a deep sleep that I slept through the entire night without ever waking up.
I woke up and looked at the time. I slept in until 11, something I also hadn’t done in a long time. Usually my parents would have called me down for breakfast. That was strange. I stood up, took out my earplugs, and stretched. I held the earplugs in my hand and headed downstairs to show my parents my awesome new find on Amazon. I opened my bedroom door and stood at the top of the staircase. I stopped to listen. The house was silent. Had my parents left?
I walked down the stairs, still waking up from my long night’s rest. As I got to the bottom of the stairs, I couldn’t believe what I saw. The couch had been gutted and white cotton covered the floor. The flat screen had been pushed off the entertainment center and thrown onto the floor.
Was I dreaming?
I walked into the kitchen and it was worse than the living room. The white kitchen tiles were smeared with streaks of blood. Every tile was covered. Someone had gone out of their way to smother each square. Footprints ran across the blood. They were small, dainty, and bare of shoes. Our kitchen knives were laid out on the center island, lined up neatly like a buffet. In the line up, there was one spot, the fourth from the right, that had a knife but it was missing. Through the kitchen, my parents’ bedroom door was open and I could see the bright sun rays that shone through their window shooting across their doorway. Someone had opened the curtains to their room. I walked toward the doorway and could still only see the brightly lit entrance from the natural sunlight from that Saturday morning.
I peered inside and just like the couches, my parents had been gutted. Blood was everywhere. The bed sheets were so soaked it looked like someone dipped them in a swimming pool of blood and put them back in the room. My dad was laid out on the floor at the end of the bed and my mother was on the bed.
I stared down at my hand and opened my fist, my Deep Sleep Earplugs lay in my palm. I had slept through the brutal murder of my parents and all I could think was, damn these earplugs are great and at least I finally got a good night’s sleep.
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Adam Cesare’s Tribesmen, a novella, is one I devoured in less than a day. The story revolves around six characters and each chapter switches between each character's perspective. Cesare’s story mechanics of alternating perspectives is beautifully written and he makes it simple for the reader to keep pace of the plot, leaving more time to enjoy the gore and terror that erupt at an increasingly fast rate page after page.
It’s not easy to develop and write six characters into a story where each one brings some type of value but Cesare pulls it off. Each character is unique in their appearance and disposition while offering just the right amount of ingredients to the story. The reader hates the right ones and loves the characters that need to be loved.
It starts out as a semi-normal situation for a film crew and all goes terribly wrong at an alarming pace. Chapter 5 begins the bone chilling visuals that will stay with you while you fall asleep at night. Chapter 12 is when shit gets real, and real fast.
As I read this book, I was reminded that there is a dark and conspiring voice in all of us. The one that urges us to think about the worst we can do. The voice that diverges us off a sane path. Most of us allow this voice to run through us and then we decide to do the right thing. But, what if we didn’t? What if we listened instead?
There was a point while reading, when I thought to myself: This is literally crazy.
Here are some of my favorite quotes from Tribesmen:
“It was now a couple of years later and the girl from the theater was long gone, but the smack habit had stuck around.”
“Sweat dripped between his shoulder blades and his hands shook as he bounded through the jungle, ducking under branches and stopping in his tracks every so often to listen for voices in the distance.”
“Jacque took her by the filthy hand.”
“The wind brought with it the fresh smell of the sea, and a gentle howl.”
“His semi-flaccid bloodstained manhood flapped against his thigh as he marched around the base of the tree in circles.”
“As wrong as the feeling was - and it was wrong - he agreed with the voice.”
“There was no going back from dead.”
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I am Sterp. I write horror fiction and have a very unhealthy obsession with disturbing narratives. As long as they make me lose sleep then I'm happy. Fun fact: I am also a Buddhist.