This book was very readable, but I wouldn’t say that’s entirely a positive. 

I can see potential in Nat Cassidy. There were moments where his writing shone. I kept reading, hoping it would pick up and do something interesting! However, it just became so very overdone, and the writing was simplistic at times, hence easy to read. Every single “creepy” thing might as well have been highlighted and underlined for how much we were beaten over the head with things. And there were no juicy twists or takes or deep lore. 

Because of the above, it just wasn’t scary. I was not a fan of the ending. It turned into a little bit of a hate read toward the 60-75% mark. I really could have used more information about the Jewish references in the text. Those parts intrigued me. I think this could have been a vastly different book if we had gone into the deep lore behind what was going on. We just didn’t. 

To note as well, there was a very strange treatment of ableism and mental illness/postpartum. Did not make me feel great. Including a warning for use of an ableist slur:

Cripple

Overall, I did have a good time buddy reading this. It was fine. It wasn’t horrible, and it was easy to read, but it wasn’t ground breaking. He or the publisher should not have compared him to the King of horror - that just made this more disappointing.