You have to trust that the novel might take you to deep dark terrible places but won’t abandon you there. I also was a little confused at some of the military worship that goes on here, indeed I suspect both Erwin and the heavy emphasis on the US military is likely a carry over from a high ranking officer whom Hawkins is friends with and to whom the book is dedicated. The most terrifyingly psychopathic depiction of a family of gods and their abusive father since Genesis. The problem however, is that while there is always something cool going on, the more you actually try to think about how things hang together the less well events stand up, indeed The Library at Mount Char has the odd distinction of being a book which actually gets worse the more you think about it. You can adjust to almost anything,” is the chilling mantra that rings through the novel, that carries you to the tragic ending, and follows you off the page.

Let’s say you’ve experienced something weird that is difficult to articulate, but you really enjoyed it. Carolyn might have told him that he could drive by Garrison Oaks four times a day every day for a thousand years and still not remember it, but she didn't. It doesn't matter if you're into Stephen King, Octavia Butler, Jack Ketchum or Shirley Jackson, this is the place to share that love and discuss to your heart's content.So when I heard tell of a book which was apparently so hard to categorise it was said to be in a genre of its own, I of course had to try it. The ending is very satisfying – things are somehow fully explained without completely closing the door on the option for a sequel, if the author can figure out a few small details.

Her rage is a closed haunted house, and yet, The Library at Mount Char makes you want nothing more than to venture inside. When she was a quartermile distant she doubled back, this time walking without any particularcaution, and announced her arrival by purposefully cracking a dry twigunderfoot.

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