Slush

slush

By: Glenn Rolfe

Narrated by: Joe Hempel

GoodReads Summary: Four young boys pick up a coin and welcome its curse. A sweet romance ends in a shallow grave to be revisited again and again. A girl’s field hockey team exacts revenge on their coach and her dreaded ‘whistle of the damned’. Parker Stephens discovers that some paths are not safe to walk after sunset.

In these twelve dark and powerful tales, Glenn Rolfe, author of The Haunted Halls and Boom Town, welcomes you to the dark side.

Take his hand and slip into the shadows…

(I received a free copy in exchange for an honest review.)

I do not give this book five stars, simply because I didn’t “love” it. I enjoyed it, yes, but it made me feel dirty in the way that a really good scary movie makes me feel dirty. I feel as if saying I “loved” it makes me seem as if I related deeply with one or more of the characters or situations found within these pages. And I refuse to even imply that.

I give this listen 4 ½ stars, because it is well-written, the images it creates in my head are vivid, and it holds truth like good stories should. And I hope that many more people are lucky enough to find this in their collection.

There are few times when reading something new that I become completely disturbed. There are even fewer times when something I read becomes a place I refuse to return.

It is truth to say that these stories disturb. It is truth to say that some of these stories disgust. It is also a surprising truth that even though I listened almost three times to this audiobook, there was one story that I skipped the second and the third time. That is a very rare thing for me.

It wasn’t that the story was bad in content or terrible in grammaticism, quite the opposite. It was good. It was so good that it reached into a deep part of me that hasn’t existed since I walked the halls of my high school. It disturbed me, made me uncomfortable. Made me squirm in my seat and shake my head and absolutely refuse to ever return to it.

If that doesn’t  peak your curiosity…

Plus, I do not do this often because people compare everything to Stephen King, to the consequence that the comparison loses its desired effect.  But I have to. Every story took me back to long nights under the covers with a flashlight pouring through his books that were deemed contraband in my house (not for the fear or disturbing images, but for the “vulgar language”).

These stories are not for the faint of heart. These stories, reach into your soul and twist until your finger touches the pause button, or the skip ahead button repeatedly. But like all of us who can’t help ourselves, I listened to the very end.

These are the stories you want in the dark nights leading up to Halloween when the veil between worlds thins. These are the stories that remind you it is not the monsters from the past or theorized future that we should be afraid of. These are the stories that shove home the realization that humans are the monsters, humans are the one we should fear. And most of all we should fear the fact that what we fear may lay hidden deep within ourselves.

 

 

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