Dutton | 2017
It’s my birthday and I’m King of the World!
Okay, it’s not my birthday, nor am I a king, but that’s how this book makes me feel.
I’m not going to shame other people for their opinions on this one, but I will say if you didn’t like it, I truly believe you missed the beauty of what Riley Sager did here.
But, still, no judgement. I respect you all, I’m just a little bit in love with this novel.
At Pine Cottage, ten years earlier, Quincy Carpenter emerges from the woods, bloody and screaming, the only survivor of a murderous massacre. We’re talking slasher-flick-sized proportions. The only problem is, Quincy has repressed all memories of that night. She has no idea what happened.
By surviving this horrific event, Quincy becomes a member of a very exclusive club, dubbed in the media as The Final Girls.
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“Final girls is film-geek speak for the last woman standing at the end of a horror movie.”
Let me be real with you for a minute: I’m so far behind in my Netgalley reviews.
Just so, so far.
I’m feeling pretty guilty about it.
Not to make excuses for myself, but I’m going to make excuses for myself: The last quarter of 2017 just got away from me.
It’s as if everyone in my family has birthdays and anniversaries in the same three months of the year, except for maybe four people – and that is not an exaggeration at all. I didn’t help matters by getting married in October. Stupid wedding. Then there’s Halloween and Thanksgiving and Christmas…
I had almost no time to read, and when I did, I was so stressed out I couldn’t do much more than drool as I watched Live PD back to back. Goddamn that Dan Abrams and those tight cashmere sweaters!
Anyhooters, here we are now…It’s March! WHAT!? January took eleventy years to get through and now it’s suddenly March? I was going to go on a diet and everything. LOL yeah, right.
I’m starting to feel the pressure of all those unread ARCs. And my trigger finger keeps requesting more, bringing my stats down and it’s not a bookish good look for me. I need to really buckle down and get ‘er done, so I’m going to be overly ambitious and announce I’m going to get 5 books off my list this month!
..Also, I really need to stop requesting things from the library. What is wrong with me?
To light a fire under my own ass, I thought I’d share this month’s book goals from Netgalley. Maybe if I put it out there into the blogosphere, the book gods will see fit to give me the time and space, and all the “yeah, uh-huh’s” I’ll need for ignoring my husband, in order to get through these works of art..
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This is the story of Jessica Chambers.
Courtland, Mississippi. Population: 512.
Around 5 p.m. on December 6th, 2014, Jessica told her mother, Lisa, that she was going to the gas station down the road. Dressed in camouflage sweatpants, her hair in a bun, she promised she’d clean her room when she got back. She wouldn’t be very long.
She hopped into her 2005 Kia Rio and drove off.
Three hours later, Jessica’s stepmother was frantically pounding of Lisa’s door. Her husband Ben, Jessica’s father, was a mechanic at the Sheriff’s department so the police had contacted him first.
Jessica was on fire.
“I just don’t believe it,” Lisa has said. “Jessica and I had just gotten off the phone. How could she be on fire?”
Continue reading “True Crime Tuesday: Burned Alive”