Welcome to Litsy!

This was…weird. Not scary, not even creepy, but disturbing. There‘s a short prologue that happens 100 years ago, then the bulk of the book that‘s 15 years ago, then the last 35ish pages in present time (relative, since the book was written in the late 70s). I think I read most of the book like 🤨.

And I have to say every time the town, Port Arbello, is mentioned, all I could think of was portobello mushrooms.

This is the last book I need to complete my #PopSugar challenge, a book that was published the year I was born.

For fans of Paperbacks From Hell, I strongly rec this outrageous & messed up treasure. I muttered “oh my god” aloud every few pages. Sometimes I can‘t tell if it was sloppy or smart or if it mattered at all because I was so gosh darn entertained and horrified. There is a strong V. C. Andrews Gothic aesthetic but with much more of a grisly pulp horror vibe. There is a deranged tea party in here that has to be read to be believed.

Dad says to daughter I gotta tell u a legend to keep u out of the woods. Daughter says I know the legend. Dad: 🤯🤔??!? Daughter: 😂😂🤣🙃 jk I don‘t. Then she comes out with this: “I don‘t really know what I know or what I don‘t know, or where I found out.”

!! I kinda want it on a t shirt.

Wear pretty floral dresses. Read horror novels.

I can't take a #FunFridayPhoto of my first adult novel because it was my dad's book. And the first begat many more John Sauls and then V.C. Andrews and then Stephen Kings and, lo and behold, I'm now a horror junky. My parents worried I was a morbid child, but it's all my dad's fault: him and his glorious books. Photo snagged from openlibrary.org.