More like 3.5 stars. Memoir about fake-playing the violin for crowds in order to sell cds. It's also about body image and working oneself to death. This was a case of me loving the personal memoir bits and being bored to death with the bits about the “tour”.

In keeping with my winter horror theme!
Creature feature! Pacing was EXCELLENT! Creatures are actually nightmare inducing.
I enjoyed the hell out of this. I have to read more by Ahlborn. I didn't take many notes: just characters and how they met their end.

Sarah Kidd was badass. William Kidd was a scapegoat. This reads like a novel.

I love this series. It's the perfect cozy horror read. This one in particular makes me think of Scooby Doo.