Litsy

so-so

The high point was definitely “Shawshank” and “Apt Pupil” was infinitely more unsettling than the movie. So I give it 3.5 ⭐️ out of 5.

Texreader Apt Pupil took me down. It was so so disturbing. I still remember it reading it in high school 30 something years ago!! 24h

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pyjamaviking

If It Bleeds | Stephen King

#CurrentlyReading #StephenKing #novellas

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lauraisntwilder

I Cannot Get You Close Enough | Ellen Gilchrist

I have my doubts that I'm going to read anything in December that I'll like as much as I did Marmee. And though I loved Marmee, I think I may be looking at the final choice being between I Cannot Get You Close Enough and The Road to Dalton. I'm not sure I'll be able to choose.

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intothehallofbooks

Four Past Midnight | Stephen King

Bear is snoring and it‘s a perfect time to start the next book on my #readingStephenKing list 🐾☕️🎄

dabbe 🖤🐾🖤 3w

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Awk_Word_Smith

Different Seasons | Stephen King

Been meaning to read this one for a long time—for obvious cinematic reasons.

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BallroomsOfMars

A Theory of Haunting | Sarah Monette

so-so

If the writing wasn‘t so good, this would be a Pan. Descriptions and sentiments are wonderful, but the story is a mess of extraneous details irrelevant to the plot, too many meaningless background characters, and a useless protagonist. Confusing without being mysterious, ending did not feel earned.

BallroomsOfMars What about the missing pages from the folder! The row of hidden books! Maybe I missed all the important links — I was reading at 3am during a few sleepless nights — but it did seem like a lot of stuff got attention on the page that ended up having no follow-through or consequence. 1mo

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BallroomsOfMars

The Diving Pool | Yoko Ogawa, Stephen Snyder

pick

These are slow stories that twist the mundane into something unsettled and uncomfortable. Maybe it‘s the relatability of the domestic that renders porous the barrier between what is ordinary and what is horrifying. A terrible kind of horror that is not scraping at doors, howling in the night, but growing inside us like mould. 1/4

BallroomsOfMars I love how the stories give just enough detail to grasp some dimension of character, some sense of context, but what remains untold raises more questions than the words give answers. There are no conclusions, just maybe, maybe, and the reader is made culpable as they imagine what might hide in the narrative gaps. The reader has some agency in how they join the dots, and the horror — the size of it, the muckiness — becomes their responsibility. 2/4 1mo

BallroomsOfMars Days after finishing, I keep thinking about the freedoms and dangers of invisibility. How, overlooked and unwitnessed, a person can slowly warp out of shape with the world. They can pass through life as observer only, detached from life like a ghost, their sense of culpability corroding with their sense of self. 3/4 1mo

BallroomsOfMars I find myself thinking about why the two sisters are living together despite one being married and pregnant. About grapefruit segments, glistening and skinned. About the slow ooze of honey from a split comb. About whether a body, hollowed by absence, collapses in on itself in the vacuum of loss. 4/4 1mo

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