Thursbitch

At once skeletally sparse and ultra dense to read and follow - intentional, I know, but I really craved more clarity and detail. The more I think about it, though, the more I suppose I liked it. The ominous, feverish atmosphere is certainly unique and interesting.

I read this book primarily because there's a Coin Locker Kid song (my favorite coin locker kid song, too) named after a line in it. Honestly, that probably says a thing or two about me. Point is, it's a really good one, but definitely a challenging one. Almost all of it is dialogue, mind you, dialogue that half the time to me, as an American, makes almost no sense. And because of this heavy focus on dialogue, it can be moderately hard to tell what's going on. Honestly, as interesting as the John Turner story is, I much prefer the Sal and Ian plotline, as I found their dialogue more interesting and fun to read. Anyway, moral is, don't take your mentally ill friend to a tombstone they're obsessed with, and don't blame paganism for giving your wife pneumonia.