Stitch didn’t come first. Henry Oaf, his best friend, did. They live in a castle with the Professor, although they haven’t seen him for a while. He asked not to be disturbed while he was resting. That was 328 days ago.
Now Professor Giles Hardacre and his assistant, Alice, have arrived at the castle and things will never be the same.
Stitch, a wannabe explorer who has never left the garden, is learning what he’s made of. Literally and figuratively.
“It doesn’t matter what you’re made from, it doesn’t matter where you came from, all that matters is that you’re a good person.”
Stitch’s story is one of loss and grief but it’s also about self discovery and standing up for what is right, even when it’s difficult. Stitch is an absolute sweetheart.
Steve McCarthy’s cover image is what drew me to this book in the first place, with its Tim Burton vibes and bats. I love the bats pictured throughout this book. The chapter heading illustrations are relevant to the chapter’s content and often mean more once you understand the context.
Even if you’ve never read Frankenstein, pop culture osmosis has likely done its thing, so you’ll be both expecting and dreading the townsfolk bearing torches scene. You’ll desperately hope it doesn’t happen, though, because Stitch is the kind of character that you want to throw yourself in front of the flames for.
He wears his heart on his sleeve, he’s loyal to his friends and he is so adorably innocent. The world is new to him and everything he sees is a marvel. He makes you want to see through his eyes.
“I’ll always be your friend, Stitch. Of that you can be certain. Henry Oaf and Stitch. Friends for ever.”
Thank you so much to Walker Books for the opportunity to read this book.
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Rating: 5 out of 5.
Once Upon a Blurb
Stitch is not a monster – he’s a creation.
He and his friend Henry Oaf were brought to life by the genius Professor Hardacre, and have spent all their days in a castle deep in the woods, far from humankind. But when the Professor dies and his pompous nephew comes to take over the laboratory, they soon find out that his sights are set not on scientific discovery, but personal glory. And Henry is his next experiment.
Can Stitch and Henry escape his clutches and make their way in a world they were never built for – and may never be ready for them?
A man seeking redemption that he doesn’t deserve. Monsters that would be justified in taking their pound of flesh. An unlikely trio bound by pain and blood. What’s not to love?!
The Baba Jaga lured me here but I stayed for the curse, the longing and the body horror. Fear has never smelled so sweet.
This story works perfectly as a novella. I loved the story so much, though, that I want more. I loved all of the characters but I want to follow Dymitr for an entire series.
The less you know about this one going in the better. The blurb probably even gives away too much.
I devoured this in one sitting and it might have only been a couple of weeks since I read it but I am so ready to dive back in again.
“I know what haunts you.”
Thank you so much to NetGalley and Titan Books for the opportunity to read this novella.
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Rating: 5 out of 5.
Once Upon a Blurb
We bear the sword, and we bear the pain of the sword.
Pain is Dymitr’s calling. His family is one in a long line of hunters who sacrifice their souls to slay monsters. Now he’s tasked with a deadly mission: find the legendary witch Baba Jaga. To reach her, Dymitr must ally with the ones he’s sworn to kill.
Pain is Ala’s inheritance. A fear-eating zmora with little left to lose, Ala awaits death from the curse she carries. When Dymitr offers her a cure in exchange for her help, she has no choice but to agree.
Together they must fight against time and the wrath of the Chicago underworld. But Dymitr’s secrets — and his true motives — may be the thing that actually destroys them.
I have a weird relationship with anthologies. I usually find my way to them because they include a story by an author I love that I can’t find anywhere else. If I’m lucky, I find another couple of stories to enjoy, then drag myself through the rest. By the end, I decide it wasn’t worth the effort. Until the next time a favourite author is included in one.
It’s Mary SanGiovanni’s fault that I’m here. I’ve loved everything I’ve ever read of hers and couldn’t pass up the opportunity to read something new. It didn’t surprise me that I loved her contribution to this anthology. What did surprise me was that I didn’t find a bad one in the bunch!
Sure, I enjoyed some more than others but I didn’t dislike any! I don’t know if that’s ever happened before. It was actually difficult to pick my favourites. In the order you’ll find them in the book because they’re all so different and I can’t rank them…
Fractures of Her Reflection by Amanda Headlee
If Dava doesn’t tap her bedroom door three times, bad things will happen. Her therapist doesn’t understand this.
The horror when people with preconceived ideas don’t trust your judgement about what your reality looks like. When professionals believe that their expert opinion trumps your lived experience. When validation comes at a cost.
“Does this have something to do with awakening?”
Effigies of Monstrous Things by Pedro Iniguez
Mario just wants his kids to be able to live in a home without mould. It’s clear his landlord isn’t going to fix the problem so Mario has decided to investigate for himself.
The horror when, no matter how hard you try, you’re stuck in a loop. Of being a single parent and doing your very best but not being able to get ahead. The illusion of safety. The injustice when people in authority abuse their power.
“The sculpture is nigh complete…”
Cracks by Mary SanGiovanni
Billy shows his classmates the rock he found in the woods. It’s a pretty rock. His classmates also like looking at the rock.
The horror of being the only one who can truly see what’s going on, understanding the gravity of it and knowing that the someone who needs to do something about it is you.
“Don’t make it harder to play the games.”
I am so glad I read this anthology. I have renewed hope for the ones my favourite authors will make me read in the future.
Thank you so much to NetGalley and Raw Dog Screaming Press for the opportunity to read this anthology.
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Rating: 5 out of 5.
Once Upon a Blurb
Welcome to a world of horror viewed through a kaleidoscope lens. Embark on a journey to untangle the writhing tendrils of human terror in a dimension where the possible and impossible blend; an unstable realm where comfort can be found in the coldest pits, and dark gods feast upon the sweetest suffering, where infernal sounds birth silent letters that drift along midnight shores and the unexplained lurks beneath crumbling urban structures. Step over the edge of what you think you know, and find yourself … Beyond the Bounds of Infinity!
Featuring stories by L. Marie Wood, S.A. Cosby, Jessica McHugh, and Mary SanGiovanni alongside newer voices like Cassius Kilroy, Jessica L. Sparrow, and Vicky Velvet, Beyond the Bounds of Infinity offers a collection of weird fiction and cosmic horror stories that are diverse down to the cellular level. From Taíno folk horror to the horror of identity in a world that just doesn’t understand, from cozy to apocalyptic, and everything in between, let these authors show you what fear really is, and what it means to them.
Are you brave enough to step into the madness that awaits within these pages?
This is a nightmare onion of a book, where every layer you peel away reveals something even more disturbing.
The DSM is now in its eleventh edition and the medical model’s pathologisation of mental health is alive and well. Flavour of the edition is domestic psychosis, proving once again that, no matter how far in the past the 1950’s are, there will be groups of people intent on replicating the worst parts of it.
Morgan Bright has recently been diagnosed with domestic psychosis so she’s the newest inmate patient at Hollyhock. Charlotte Andrew Turner arrives that day too. Their relationship is … complicated.
But I’m telling you, there’s something off with her.
I read 35 books between my first and second reads of this book; the reread was even better. I agonised over this review for months, trying to figure out the best way of shoving this book in your face and hollering ‘Read this!’ without including all of the things I need to talk about but can’t because spoilers. I have turned myself inside out over this, so much so that I’m convinced I can never visit Nebraska, just in case someone from Hollyhock finds me.
I loved trying to figure out Charlotte. This is probably the only time in my life that my thought process will be ‘Dissociative Identity Disorder? Nah, too easy. Tulpa?’ The fact that DID could ever be the easy option should give you a hint of the horrors that await you at Hollyhock.
This isn’t the type of thing you just dump on someone. I wouldn’t want your brain to collapse.
It’s all the more horrifying because the majority of the evils perpetrated against women in this book are committed by other women. This somehow makes it worse. If you see Enid in your travels, please be sure to take a cleansing breath and punch her for me.
This book is guilt, grief and paper dolls. The body horror is sublime and oh so squishy.
“It’s beautiful in that way.”
If you’ve read even a couple of my reviews, it’s likely you’ve heard about how I sent an email to the address listed in the book and it bounced back. Or that I visited the website only to discover it doesn’t exist. You may have witnessed me mumbling to myself about missed marketing opportunities. And if I ever write a book… And maybe one day…
Well, I’m here to tell you that one of my longest standing bookish dreams has come true! There’s a website mentioned in this book and it actually exists, and it’s glorious! Every time I think about it my smile becomes as wide as the women photographed on its pages. And I’m fine. Really. This is not an indication that you need to refer me to Hollyhock. Please don’t send me to Hollyhock!
So, is there a happily ever after? Why, yes, the book does have an ending. Thank you for asking.
Welcome to Hollyhock. Come for the food.* Stay for the twirling. We hope you survive enjoy your stay.
Thank you so much to NetGalley and Angry Robot for the opportunity to read this book.
* BYO coffee.
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Rating: 5 out of 5.
Once Upon a Blurb
A woman checks herself into an insane asylum to solve the mystery of her sister’s murder, only to lose her memory and maybe her mind.
From the subversive voice behind The Phlebotomist comes a story that combines the uncanny atmosphere of Don’t Worry Darling with the narrative twists of The Last House on Needless Street.
What would guilt make you do?
Hadleigh Keene died on the road leading away from Hollyhock Asylum. The reasons are unknown. Her sister Morgan blames herself. A year later with the case still unsolved, Morgan creates a false identity, that of a troubled housewife named Charlotte Turner, and goes inside.
Morgan quickly discovers that Hollyhock is… not right. She is shaken by the hospital’s peculiar routines and is soon beset by strange episodes. All the while, the persona of Charlotte takes on a life of its own, becoming stronger with each passing day. As her identity begins unraveling, Morgan finds herself tracing Hadleigh’s footsteps and peering into the places they lead.
The terrifying reality of The Redemption of Morgan Bright unfolds over the course of chapters told from the points of view of both Charlotte and Morgan, police interviews, and text messages.
File Under: Horror [ Twirl With Them | Sisterly Bond | It’s a Doozy | Be Careful What You Wish For ]
My relationship with my stuff over the years has been complicated, contradictory and, at times, confounding.
I rebelled against my family’s bah humbug spirit by decorating my entire bedroom each Christmas as a teenager. I went through a stage in my 20’s where I attempted to recapture my childhood Disneyana style.
When I’m fidgety, I love nothing more than sorting through and throwing out stuff I don’t need anymore. I don’t plan on stopping adding to my book collection until I’m crushed under its weight. My stuff was in a storage unit for over six months during lockdown and I was surprised by how few items I use on a daily basis.
It’s pretty safe to say this book and I were destined to find one another.
This was a fascinating read, combining memoir and investigation. The author lost almost all of her belongings in a storage unit fire in her 20’s. Just thinking about that makes me want to hug my Nan’s paintings.
This experience has given the author a unique perspective regarding what our stuff means to us and how it changes over time.
Possessions can fix a memory, for good or bad. They make one version of the past permanent, giving it an outsized importance that it hasn’t earned, while other memories fall away.
Each chapter tackles our “thoughts and behaviours around our possessions”, beginning with an item lost in the fire that’s relevant to the lesson. The author explores her own relationship to her possessions as well as sharing what insights fields such as neuroscience, psychology and philosophy have to offer.
Looking at the role social status and nostalgia play in how and why we accumulate stuff, as well as delving into scarcity and hoarding, I don’t think you could read this book without examining your own experiences and maybe taking some action. I was compelled to stop reading mid chapter to tackle some items I’d been meaning to sort through for months and I felt so much better afterwards.
Handy hint: If you want to buy something, holding off for just 72 hours can be enough for you to determine if it’s something you really want or an impulse spend.
We can choose things that please us or help us to feel that yesterday wasn’t so long ago. If chosen smartly, they can please us for a while, but they will never be the centre of our lives.
Thank you so much to Random Things Tours and Aster, an imprint of Octopus Publishing Group, for the opportunity to read this book.
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Rating: 5 out of 5.
Once Upon a Blurb
An exploration into why we keep holding on to material things and what they mean to us
On New Year’s Eve of 2018, journalist Helen Chandler-Wilde lost everything she owned in a storage unit fire in Croydon, where she’d stowed all her possessions after a big break-up. She was left devastated, and forced to re-evaluate her relationship with owning material things.
A mix of memoir, self-help and journalism, Lost & Found explores the psychological reasons for why we buy and keep the things we do, and explains how we can liberate ourselves from the tyranny of ‘too much’. Helen interviews people from all walks of life, including behavioural psychologists on the science of nostalgia, a nun on what it’s like to own almost nothing and consumer psychologists on why we spend impulsively, to help us better understand why we’re surrounded by clutter and what we can do to change it.
This smart-thinking book explains the sociological quirks of human nature and the fascinating science behind why we buy and hold onto things. By the end of it, your relationship with your belongings will be changed forever.
This was one of my most anticipated reads of the year but that final page was something I’ve dreaded for so long that I got to a point where I didn’t even know if I could open the book. For months, every time I thought about saying goodbye to Jade Daniels, my skank station eyeliner would run. I’m not usually a crier so this is saying a lot.
Jade did something that’s rare for me in horror reads. She got under my skin, without using a knife. I thought about her when I wasn’t with her. I wondered what she was up to.
Over the past couple of years she’s taken on a significance that reached well beyond the pages. I took her with me when I needed to channel some badassery. I believed I could survive my Proofrock because Jade showed me it was possible.
She became more than a character to me. I don’t think my Sharona was expecting to become so well versed in why Jade is my final girl when she met me but, well, here we are. I consider it a very good use of our time.
This book was chaos. It was “ghosts and swings and baking goods”. It was insides becoming your outsides.
“That’s probably not jelly, is it.”
It was the past refusing to stay there. It was trauma and running for your life. It’s Jade Daniels … in heels?
It upped the ante when it was already maxed out. It was emotional, so emotional. My first on page tears happened during the dedication and my tissue count wound up rivalling the book’s body count.
I’ll never be ready to say goodbye to Jade Daniels so I’ve decided I’m not going to. This trilogy may have reached its bloody conclusion but I want a HEA for Jade. I’m imagining she’s living in a rom-com now. She finds that just as amusing as I do but she’s loved and learning to love (and trust) in return.
Of course, even though her walls are lowered somewhat now, there’s a part of her that will remain ready to put her movie knowledge and lived experience into action. They don’t always stay dead, you know.
“Was the shark cool, at least?”
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Rating: 5 out of 5.
Once Upon a Blurb
It’s been four years in prison since Jade Daniels last saw her hometown of Proofrock, Idaho, the day she took the fall, protecting her friend Letha and her family from incrimination. Since then, her reputation, and the town, have changed dramatically. There’s a lot of unfinished business in Proofrock, from serial killer cultists to the rich trying to buy Western authenticity. But there’s one aspect of Proofrock no one wants to confront … until Jade comes back to town. The curse of the Lake Witch is waiting, and now is the time for the final stand.
New York Times bestselling author Stephen Graham Jones has crafted an epic horror trilogy of generational trauma from the Indigenous to the townies rooted in the mountains of Idaho. It is a story of the American west written in blood.
‘They laughed at me. Threw things. They’ve always laughed.’
My TBR pile is currently grumbling fairly loudly at me but I couldn’t let the 50th anniversary of Carrie’s introduction to the world pass without a reread. I was twelve years old when I was introduced to Carrie White. A major departure from The Baby-Sitters Club, which I’d been reading prior, this was my gateway book to the Kingdom, and horror in general.
Carrie wasn’t the first telekinetic person I’d met. That honour goes to Matilda Wormwood, who found her way into my heart a couple of years earlier. It was Carrie, though, who taught me righteous anger.
Our high school experiences were nothing alike, yet I related to Carrie, this hurt, wronged girl railing against injustice. The angry part of preteen me found her scorched-earth approach appealing. There are a few people who knew me when I was a teenager that should be very grateful my telekinesis never kicked in.
Flex.
This book had both short and long term impacts on me. Throughout high school, I thought of Carrie every time I changed back into my school uniform after PE. She also changed my reading landscape, opening up a world of books that weren’t written with kids in mind, ones that would challenge, scare and ultimately enbiggen my world.
She appealed to the outsider in me, who spent high school and a significant amount of time afterwards trying to find someone who could understand me. Carrie was the first hero/villain I cheered on as they unleashed hell on those who had hurt them and the randoms whose only crime was being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I don’t know anyone who doesn’t know this story so the only thing I’ll say about this specific reread is that it’s the first time I’ve thought about how appropriate Ewen High School’s colours are: white and red.
Over thirty years after my first read and several rereads later, my love for Carrie – the book and the person – remains as strong as ever. If anything, I appreciate her even more now.
‘I don’t like to be tricked.’
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Rating: 5 out of 5.
Once Upon a Blurb
Carrie White is no ordinary girl.
Carrie White has the gift of telekinesis.
To be invited to Prom Night by Tommy Ross is a dream come true for Carrie – the first step towards social acceptance by her high school colleagues.
But events will take a decidedly macabre turn on that horrifying and endless night as she is forced to exercise her terrible gift on the town that mocks and loathes her …
Sometimes, unless you’ve lived through something, you don’t quite understand.
I thought I’d gone about this backwards. I read Hope first, which focuses on the time since Rosie Batty was named Australian of the Year in 2015. This book, first published in September 2015, explores Rosie’s childhood, the violence Greg Anderson chose to perpetrate against her and her son, and Rosie’s relationship with her son, Luke.
It would make more sense chronologically to read this book before Hope but for me, accidentally reading them in the wrong order was a blessing of sorts. When I read Hope, I knew the basics of Rosie’s story. I don’t know if you can be Australian and not know who Rosie is. I didn’t know what I didn’t know, though. If I’d read this book first, I don’t think I could have read them back to back.
This is one of the most infuriating books I’ve ever read. Don’t get me wrong; it’s not because it’s not well written. Seeing the series of events that led up to Luke Batty’s murder and the opportunities that were missed by the police and the child protection and court systems laid out one after another, and knowing where it was leading had me seeing red. This book includes so many red flags, I started wondering if that’s what it should have been called.
And so began a cycle of threats and fear that would continue until the day Greg died.
Rosie did everything she could to protect her son. She called the police and provided information to them about Greg’s whereabouts when there were warrants out for his arrest. She cooperated with child protection. She attended court date after court date. To say that Rosie and Luke Batty were failed by the system is an understatement.
If I downplayed the violence and threats, no one took them seriously. But if I became hysterical, I was written off as a melodramatic – or mad – woman. Decades of exposure to family violence had muted the official response to it, and I was suffering for that.
If I was Rosie, I’m sure I’d be a big ball of rage. Rosie, though, went into action mode. From the first time she spoke to the media to now, Rosie has been advocating for change.
My template in life when confronted with tragedy had been to push down the sadness, draw on my reserves of country English stoicism and do what must be done.
Rosie’s insights should make this a must read for anyone working in a helping profession. Readers who have experienced domestic or family violence will identify with Greg’s behaviours and the agonising position Rosie was in.
It’s an important marker in the life of anyone who has suffered family violence to have someone explain the different types of violence that exist, for the terror you’ve suffered to be given a name, and to be assured, most importantly, that none of it is your fault.
This book is heartbreaking. It’s also a testament to a mother’s love for her child and her concerted effort to protect him.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Rating: 5 out of 5.
Once Upon a Blurb
Rosie Batty knows pain no woman should have to suffer. Her son was killed by his father in a violent incident in February 2014, a horrendous event that shocked not only the nation, but the world. Greg Anderson murdered his 11-year-old son Luke and was then shot by police at the Tyabb cricket oval. Rosie had suffered years of family violence, and had had intervention and custody orders in place in an effort to protect herself and her son. Rosie has since become an outspoken and dynamic crusader against domestic violence, winning hearts and mind all over Australia with her compassion, courage, grace and forgiveness. In January 2015, Rosie was named Australian of the Year, 2015. Inspiring, heartfelt and profoundly moving, this is Rosie’s story.
It is the cruellest act to have your child snatched from your life, especially when they are just out of arm’s reach.
Luke Batty was murdered on 12 February 2014. The fact that his father perpetrated this violence continues to horrify me. I am acutely aware of how privileged I am that I will never be able to comprehend the grief that Rosie Batty, Luke’s Mum, lives with.
I’m in awe of Rosie. Her courage and resilience, tested every day for a decade now, is astounding. The fact that she’s able to put one foot in front of the other in any capacity amazes me. That she has spent the past ten years advocating for change, telling her story countless times and giving of herself to support others who have experienced domestic and family violence? There just aren’t words for that.
This isn’t the kind of book you look forward to reading in the traditional sense. It is one that I preordered and began reading as soon as it finished downloading on my Kindle, though. If Rosie was going to be brave enough to tell me even part of her story, then I wanted to hear her.
Nothing and no one can prepare you for the day after the worst day of your life. The sun comes up, but it’s not as bright. Life is never the same again.
I’m not naive enough to think that I could hold any part of her pain for her by reading her story, although I wish I could. My story, while it pales in comparison to Rosie’s, can make people uncomfortable and unsure of how to respond. This is part of the reason why I didn’t want to shy away from Rosie’s story, even though I knew it was going to hurt to read.
I was infuriated to learn that Rosie was forced to sit in the back of a police car – alone – for hours, near where her son was just murdered. The hate she has received as a result of her advocacy, by “making the invisible visible”, made my blood boil.
It was only once I started reading this book that I realised I’d gone about this backwards. I discovered A Mother’s Story, the book I should have read first. I want to get to know Luke, and learn more about Rosie’s life prior to the event that turned her before into after.
While Rosie’s story is unique, unfortunately it is not an uncommon one. Worldwide, more than one third of women have been beaten, coerced into sex or abused in some way. On average, a woman dies violently every week in Australia, usually at the hands of someone she knows. Police get called to one domestic violence matter every two minutes. About one in six women and one in nine men experience physical and/or sexual abuse before the age of 15.
Something that stood out to me about who Rosie is was the fact that, even in her memoir, she’s not making it all about her, when she would absolutely be justified in doing so. Instead, she shines a light on other women who have experienced domestic and family violence. Some, like Rosie, have become household names in Australia. Some, I was introduced to here.
The sentence that hit me the hardest was when Rosie was talking about being a mother.
I have memories of being a mother and the experience of what motherhood was like, but I’m not a mother any more.
One of my takeaways from this book was the gentle reminder that people’s responses to trauma vary and that’s okay. You don’t know how you will respond unless it happens to you. Let’s hope you never have to find out.
I have the greatest respect for Rosie. She’s real. She hates that you know who she is because of what happened to Luke. She’s authentic. She doesn’t gloss over the dark days and doesn’t big-note herself, although she certainly could with all that she’s achieved in spite of what life’s taken from her.
She’s someone who has found pockets of joy. She enjoys being in nature, she loves animals and she’s an accomplished swearer. I’ll probably never have the opportunity to sit down and talk to Rosie but, if I did, it would be a privilege to be able to laugh and cry with her. She sounds like a kindred spirit.
Sometimes you just have to dust off your feathers, stretch your wings and find hope to take flight.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Rating: 5 out of 5.
Once Upon a Blurb
After tragedy, how do we find hope? A memoir about what it takes to get through the very worst of times from Rosie Batty – a woman who has experienced tragedy, who had lost all hope, yet now is intent on finding it again.
On a warm summer’s evening in February 2014, eleven-year-old Luke Batty was killed by his father at cricket practice. It was a horrific act of family violence that shocked Australia.
The next morning, his mother Rosie bravely stood before the media. Her powerful and gut-wrenching words about family violence galvanised the nation and catapulted her into the spotlight. From that day on, Rosie Batty campaigned tirelessly to protect women and children, winning hearts and minds with her courage and compassion, singlehandedly changing the conversation around domestic violence in this country. Rosie’s remarkable efforts were recognised when she became the 2015 Australian of the Year and a year later she was named one of the World’s Greatest Leaders by Fortune magazine. However, behind Rosie’s steely public resolve and seemingly unbreakable spirit, she was a mum grieving the loss of her adored son.
What happens when you become an accidental hero? What happens the day after the worst day of your life? What happens when you are forced to confront the emptiness and silence of a house that once buzzed with the energy of a young son?
You go to dark places from which you’re not sure you’ll ever recover.
Following on from her runaway best-seller A Mother’s Story, which detailed the lead up to her son’s murder, Hope shares what happened to Rosie the day after the worst day of her life and how she reclaimed hope when all hope was lost. She shares her struggles with anxiety, PTSD, self-doubt and self-loathing and how she finally confronted her grief. She shares the stories of those who have inspired her to keep going, and given her hope when she needed it most. In this heartfelt, and at times heartbreaking memoir, Rosie tells how she found the light on her darkest days and how she found the hope to carry on.
The moon was almost full when I got my claws on this book. Six Howl nights have passed since I first met Sel, which is appropriate because that’s how long it’s been since the Rippocalypse.
It was much easier getting into Tremorglade this time around because it’s no longer cut off from the outside world. Thanks, Sel. Now the entire world has been introduced to the corpus pilori virus. Thanks, Sel!
When you’ve already helped cause the end of the world, what’s left to be afraid of?
The people of Tremorglade have had a long time to get used to turning into Rippers and would be only too happy to lend a hand to the newbies, especially Olive. Depending on your perspective, transforming into a Ripper once a month is either the best thing ever (think Ripper Cultists) or the end of the world.
Immutables, people who don’t Turn, are now in the minority and some have little dog syndrome. They’re trying to convince anyone who’ll listen that Rippers should be put back in their cages, but Rippers aren’t dangerous anymore, right? Right?
The main characters don’t know who to trust and neither did I. I viewed practically everyone with suspicion and wondered if that was in part a result of the us versus them mentality of some of the characters. Fear of the other was the impetus for a whole bunch of dastardly deeds.
Having several narrators telling the story can be distracting for me sometimes but it worked really well here. It’s a good thing, too. Otherwise we wouldn’t know what was happening for entire sections as you don’t remember what you do when you’re Ripped out.
My favourites from the first book all returned for the second in some form or another and I got to meet some of the newbies. My favourite new character wasn’t a newbie at all. She was there all along but because she’s only eleven, Sel hasn’t really paid that much attention to her before, even though they’re next door neighbours.
Mika is oftentimes the voice of reason. She’s determined, persistent and gutsy. And she has a pony called Jelly Bean. I absolutely adore her!
After waiting six entire full moons to be able to sink my teeth into this book, I got sucked straight into it. The story was engaging from page 1 and was as good, if not better, than the first book.
I hoped all book that there’d be an opening at the end for a third book and, oh boy, is there an opening! I need the next book really soon, preferably before the next full moon!
Thank you so much to NetGalley and Simon & Schuster for the opportunity to read this book.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
Rating: 5 out of 5.
Once Upon a Blurb
After Sel Archer and his friends uncover a conspiracy that turns the whole world upside down, it seems that the residents of Tremorglade are finally free. Adults can Turn at the full moon with no restrictions, no longer locked in cages and left to roam free. But the town’s new found fame is at risk as attacks begin to happen on Howl Night. Rumours of a foul, unkillable beast begin to stir … someone or something is plotting to control the Turned once and for all.
A blockbuster teen horror series for fans of Skuduggery Pleasant, join Sel and his friends as they navigate a nail-biting horror story, dodging terrifying adults and even more terrifying beasts. Discover the first heart-pumping instalment with the multi award-shortlisted Bite Risk.