C. J. Daley
Wanted to like this as it seems like a new take on urban fantasy and vampires/creatures, but 20% in there’s nothing but talking/rambling and no work done whatsoever to make me like the characters enough to listen.
Wanted to like this as it seems like a new take on urban fantasy and vampires/creatures, but 20% in there’s nothing but talking/rambling and no work done whatsoever to make me like the characters enough to listen.
Thanks to Saga Press for the physical ARC. This book has a great design and I’m happy to own one.
This book was a bit of a gamble for me. I was really interested in the blurb, had seen some early reviews that were great including other FanFiFam, but I had read one full length from the author and I hadn’t really gotten along with it. After finishing this and loving it, now I’m wondering if it was simply because I read the other when I was newer to horror. So perhaps a reread of The Only Good Indians is imminent now.
This has to be one of the most unique takes on the Slasher genre. It brings to mind another recent read for me, which was Brian McAuley’s debut, Curse of the Reaper. Where that novel blends Slasher tropes with psychological horror, Jones went completely off the rails and made a slasher memoir. And not just any memoir, but one that takes place within a world where slashers do exist. There’s definitely no wondering here why zombie stories take place in worlds where no one knows what a zombie is, Jones has offered up his teenage slasher all the reference material he needs.
In a kind of self referential nod that felt like Jamie Kennedy’s Randy from Scream/Scream 2, our main character’s best friend Amber is the launch board for all of Tolly Driver’s necessary slasher info. Her brother, a slasher fanatic, has the goods on what’s going to happen, when, how, and maybe even where, not that she’s necessarily going to share all of it. And on the inverse of maybe the ‘why’ zombie worlds don’t know of zombies, this created this really interesting tension where Tolly spends a huge portion of the book not believing what happened to him simply because his real life couldn’t become like the movies. These things existed in his world, but as fiction, they couldn’t possibly become him, right?
The detachment of Tolly from his Slasher self is another really unique dynamic to this novel. The Driver (pun intended), taking over has this supernatural angle to it that starts all the way at the beginning with the blood from the Joss kid. And just like any slasher, revenge is the driving force, right? And while the reader does live through the near death experience with Tolly, it did kind of feel like a somewhat weak reason to go around killing people. However, slashers aren’t usually known for being reasonable, rational, believable even. And it’s within that, that this story lies. There are things that seem extreme, things you’d never believe or assume, but neither did Tolly.
Multilayered and compelling, Tolly Driver is anything but a mindless killer. With notes of coming of age, of finding oneself, with angles of grief and strength, this bleeds through as a love letter to Lamesa and Texas as a whole. And I absolutely loved Tolly’s internal commentary and struggles from the passenger seat. Jones has this way about his writing, this meandering, sometimes longwinded, sometimes unconventional sentence structuring, that just lends itself so well to someone telling their own story. And, I think, especially someone trying to remember it as well. It had this really nice stark contract to another read of mine at the time, Deep Freeze by Michael C. Grumley, which had such short chapters to enhance its pace that there were over 100. Jones instead, uses long winding pieces of each day to show just how much Tolly was really going through, both trying to stop it, and failing miserably.
Poetic and heart breaking, the final 15 pages of this may break you.
Thanks to Saga Press for the physical ARC. This book has a great design and I’m happy to own one.
This book was a bit of a gamble for me. I was really interested in the blurb, had seen some early reviews that were great including other FanFiFam, but I had read one full length from the author and I hadn’t really gotten along with it. After finishing this and loving it, now I’m wondering if it was simply because I read the other when I was newer to horror. So perhaps a reread of The Only Good Indians is imminent now.
This has to be one of the most unique takes on the Slasher genre. It brings to mind another recent read for me, which was Brian McAuley’s debut, Curse of the Reaper. Where that novel blends Slasher tropes with psychological horror, Jones went completely off the rails and made a slasher memoir. And not just any memoir, but one that takes place within a world where slashers do exist. There’s definitely no wondering here why zombie stories take place in worlds where no one knows what a zombie is, Jones has offered up his teenage slasher all the reference material he needs.
In a kind of self referential nod that felt like Jamie Kennedy’s Randy from Scream/Scream 2, our main character’s best friend Amber is the launch board for all of Tolly Driver’s necessary slasher info. Her brother, a slasher fanatic, has the goods on what’s going to happen, when, how, and maybe even where, not that she’s necessarily going to share all of it. And on the inverse of maybe the ‘why’ zombie worlds don’t know of zombies, this created this really interesting tension where Tolly spends a huge portion of the book not believing what happened to him simply because his real life couldn’t become like the movies. These things existed in his world, but as fiction, they couldn’t possibly become him, right?
The detachment of Tolly from his Slasher self is another really unique dynamic to this novel. The Driver (pun intended), taking over has this supernatural angle to it that starts all the way at the beginning with the blood from the Joss kid. And just like any slasher, revenge is the driving force, right? And while the reader does live through the near death experience with Tolly, it did kind of feel like a somewhat weak reason to go around killing people. However, slashers aren’t usually known for being reasonable, rational, believable even. And it’s within that, that this story lies. There are things that seem extreme, things you’d never believe or assume, but neither did Tolly.
Multilayered and compelling, Tolly Driver is anything but a mindless killer. With notes of coming of age, of finding oneself, with angles of grief and strength, this bleeds through as a love letter to Lamesa and Texas as a whole. And I absolutely loved Tolly’s internal commentary and struggles from the passenger seat. Jones has this way about his writing, this meandering, sometimes longwinded, sometimes unconventional sentence structuring, that just lends itself so well to someone telling their own story. And, I think, especially someone trying to remember it as well. It had this really nice stark contract to another read of mine at the time, Deep Freeze by Michael C. Grumley, which had such short chapters to enhance its pace that there were over 100. Jones instead, uses long winding pieces of each day to show just how much Tolly was really going through, both trying to stop it, and failing miserably.
Poetic and heart breaking, the final 15 pages of this may break you.
I went with the audio for this one too. It had a multi-narrator cast again, mostly tackling the different POVs, and they did a good job.
This is 10 more short stories from the master of middle grade horror. As always, I’m not really sure on the legality of these things, but I’m eternally wondering why all of his stories aren’t under the umbrella of Goosebumps. It’s his signature style anyway, and they all bring to mind GB stories anyway.
These 10 are spooky too, some of which were actually quite a bit scarier than the second book. Particularly the idea of trading bodies with a dead person, where in the story, this zombie kindly asks for 30 minutes inside a living body. You’d still be alive, but you’d shortly live inside their deteriorated zombie-esque body. To me, the ending, and what was left as the consequence, could have been even scarier than the story itself. I’d really have liked to see that become a full novel from Stine, with notes of Attack of the Graveyard Ghouls and (a really) Freaky Friday.
This one unfortunately did not continue on with Stine introducing the shorts. It was a bit jarring to hear someone random do it, and definitely felt like a downgrade. But I’m sure a middle grade reader probably would not notice something like that. Maybe he was too busy?
Spooky, eerie, silly, multiversal, and body changing, these stories from Stine continue to offer interesting and enjoyable places to go for a short while. While I feel like some of these hold back a bit more than Goosebumps did, I’m glad generations to come are getting their intro to Stine.
I went with the audio for this one too. It had a multi-narrator cast again, mostly tackling the different POVs, and they did a good job.
This is 10 more short stories from the master of middle grade horror. As always, I’m not really sure on the legality of these things, but I’m eternally wondering why all of his stories aren’t under the umbrella of Goosebumps. It’s his signature style anyway, and they all bring to mind GB stories anyway.
These 10 are spooky too, some of which were actually quite a bit scarier than the second book. Particularly the idea of trading bodies with a dead person, where in the story, this zombie kindly asks for 30 minutes inside a living body. You’d still be alive, but you’d shortly live inside their deteriorated zombie-esque body. To me, the ending, and what was left as the consequence, could have been even scarier than the story itself. I’d really have liked to see that become a full novel from Stine, with notes of Attack of the Graveyard Ghouls and (a really) Freaky Friday.
This one unfortunately did not continue on with Stine introducing the shorts. It was a bit jarring to hear someone random do it, and definitely felt like a downgrade. But I’m sure a middle grade reader probably would not notice something like that. Maybe he was too busy?
Spooky, eerie, silly, multiversal, and body changing, these stories from Stine continue to offer interesting and enjoyable places to go for a short while. While I feel like some of these hold back a bit more than Goosebumps did, I’m glad generations to come are getting their intro to Stine.
I went with the audio for this one. It had a multi-narrator cast, mostly based on the perspective of the story, and they were pretty much all solid.
This is 10 new short stories from the master of middle grade horror. Again, I’m not really sure on the legality of these things, but I’m always left wondering why all of his stories aren’t under the umbrella of Goosebumps. It’s his signature style anyway.
With that being said, these 10 are spooky, eerie, a little silly, and some even have a blend of scifi. Stine continues to prove that he has quite the imagination, and I loved that these featured an introduction for each story. The intros were even recorded by Stine too, and I love that their inspiration is mostly from his childhood experiences. I just can’t imagine writing that many stories, some of which feature similar ideas and plot lines. Like how do you keep track?
While I wouldn’t necessarily put these on the level of Tales to Give You Goosebumps or the somewhat longer shorts in Goosebumps Triple Header 1, these are still enjoyable stories for a quick little read. I love their covers too.
I went with the audio for this one. It had a multi-narrator cast, mostly based on the perspective of the story, and they were pretty much all solid.
This is 10 new short stories from the master of middle grade horror. Again, I’m not really sure on the legality of these things, but I’m always left wondering why all of his stories aren’t under the umbrella of Goosebumps. It’s his signature style anyway.
With that being said, these 10 are spooky, eerie, a little silly, and some even have a blend of scifi. Stine continues to prove that he has quite the imagination, and I loved that these featured an introduction for each story. The intros were even recorded by Stine too, and I love that their inspiration is mostly from his childhood experiences. I just can’t imagine writing that many stories, some of which feature similar ideas and plot lines. Like how do you keep track?
While I wouldn’t necessarily put these on the level of Tales to Give You Goosebumps or the somewhat longer shorts in Goosebumps Triple Header 1, these are still enjoyable stories for a quick little read. I love their covers too.