Josiehime

Found this one at the library. It fits for the black cat square . That's good because I was having a hard time finding a book I was excited about for that one.

I finished my first book for Halloween book bingo! Yay!

Scary women authors: Shirley Jackson - The Haunting of hill house

I had been wanting to read this one for a long time. Even started and stopped it once or twice. It was good... but I wanted more...

Oh well on to the next one.

Listening to the audio book version of this one. They have sound effects to go along with the reading of the text. The sound of rushing water when they talk about the underground river, and the tinkling of a bell when they talk about the store bell over the door, the sounds of crowded streets. First audio book I have read that has done this and I am really enjoying it.

I can't help thinking that this could have made, or possibly could still someday be, a very good video game.

I'm having a hard time sticking with this book. It's not the books fault I just didn't realize when I started it that it has a religious theme. That's ok I don't mind that, I just wasn't expecting it. 

I feel a like I was told I was being taken out for ice cream, you know the kind with two scoops of different types of ice cream made from local fresh berries in a waffle cone. But instead found myself in a hard pew seated next to an old lady who pinches me every time I shift because my legs are going to sleep.

The other night I read three pages without absorbing a word because I was so upset by this. It is not your fault book. Maybe I will shelve it till I have accepted this revelation then try agin.

I'm liking this a lot more than I expected to. But having a real hard time not reading Ermengarde St. John's name as ermahgerd in my head haha.

So, when is the last time you stopped and smelled the old leaves?

I'm so doing this...

Did not finish this one, and I feel kinda bad about that. I really gave it the best chance I could. I was excited when I started reading it, but I had serious trouble relating to or liking the author. So I let it expire on my library download without really pushing myself to make it to the end. Maybe I will try again some day, but I'm not in any hurry to put it back on my TBR list. Possibly other people will enjoy it better, or find it helpful. It wasn't for me.

What a great idea, book bingo. I am excited this looks like fun. Count me in.

Reblogged from  The Reading Perusals of Rose Summers

It's going to be so much fun! See the bingo card at the above link, if you make a bingo you are entered into an international giveaway for a book of your choice! Additional bingos are one additional entries, for a coverall you get 5. 

Bekka, Lyn, and I will be participating with you guys for fun. We plan on doing this every season with a new seasonal themed bingo card every quarter. 

This book seemed really popular so I gave it a read to see what all the fuss was about. I didn't have to read very far in to see that it deserved all the attention it was getting. It's a good book. Scary and bloody without reaching that you're trying way to hard point.

The story follows young Cas as he has devoted himself to following in his father's footsteps. Ridding the world of any ghost that has proven its self to be the murderous type. That's how he comes across Anna.

You know that creepy old house down the road that children cross the street so they don't have to get to close to it? And your brother's best friend's sister has a story about how she saw something really freaky there this one time.

Well what if it was true?

That's the idea behind Anna, why she is dressed in blood I will leave for you to discover. But I will say her story is tragic and horrifying.

There were a couple things I didn't care for tho. The relationship between him and his mother was a bit unbelievable for me. The kid runs the show there, even tho she is fully aware of the danger he is in and she doesn't approve of her son possibly ending up like her murdered husband. And the unlikely relationship between Cas's friends felt a little too forced and unnecessary.

Other than that I found this book satisfying. It had a good balance between suspense, horror, and mystery that kept me turning the page. Will definitely be reading the sequel.

I love this book.

Do you ever feel that zombie books and movies, and T.V. shows are sometimes missing something. Like, oh I don't know .... Zombies. Yeah? me too. Then this is the book for you buddy. It was non stop terrorifying rotting zombie gore from start to finish.

You follow Ken in his frantic search for his wife and children as he fights and hides his way through downtown Boise. He finds some interesting people along the way, or more acuately, some interesting resorceful people find him. The team desperatly try to understand the new world that has twisted and deformed around them. Every decition determins if they survive to fight another day, or if they will turn into grotesque mutilated flesh eating version of themselves.

I will deffinitly be picking up a copy of the next book in this series. I must know. I love this book.

Now brace yourself, your about to read something from me that you may never see again. Ready? This book made me cry.

Normally no matter how sad I hold it together, and normally the books I chose range more on the scary adventure side rather than emotional. Hence why the title and cover of this book sucked my in in the first place. But dear god if this book got any sadder we would have a moral obligation to start feeding it Prozac.

Connor is a well behaved boy experiencing a tragedy that has resulted in his aparent inadvertent summoning of a monster. A monster that has chosen to take the form of the yew tree in the cemetery behind his house. Though we may not have all been through a situation so extremely similar to Connor and his family I believe that we have all had experiences in our lives that will allow anyone to relate to the pain, tragedy, internal torment, desire for punishment, release, help, abandonment, acknowledgement, and closure that poor Connor feels or needs so desperately throughout this book.

At the start of this book I wondered along with Connor if the monster was real or if it was a dream. But not far in it no longer mattered. The monster was, and a deep gratefulness ( in whatever form ) replaced the search for traditional explanation.

"It was a thought, one of a million. It was not an action."

It seems to me that so much of our lives are lived in our own minds. In the deep inner parts of our thoughts. People's behaviors confuse and astound. Imagined slights and misconceived insults or threats. The thoughts controlling the actions of so many. The thoughts of Connor's teachers, classmates, and bully's. The thoughts of his grandmother and father. The thoughts of his mother. Everyone thinking and acting. No one talking or evaluating the validity of their thoughts.

And can we just talk for a second about the art in this book? Seriously why are more books not written like this? Decorating the pages with nightmarish gashes of spilt black ink. Weaving life to the wild nature and cold impersonal industrialized world that made up the setting. Occasional full pages with representations of the moment at hand. It was beautiful and satisfying.

I went into this book expecting a monster at the window at midnight and a boy unafraid, and all the possible horrors that could bring. What I left with instead was a story so truly full of horror, so purely honest and so undeniably moving that it was barely a story at all. It was truth.