Kim Deister
Written on Mar 30, 2014
Everything about this book is creepy. It starts out with a bang with death and insanity within just the first chapter. The madness is at the center of this story, making it just as much of a psychological thriller as a true horror novel. There is no HEA in this book and that was probably what I loved most about it. It was an intensely dark tale of insanity, ghosts, fear, and sadness.
I have see others' reviews of this and one of the complaints is that there are moments of disjointedness and disconnections within the story. This is something I absolutely loved about it because it mirrored the descent into madness and despair that was so significant to the story. Another complaint is the lack of absolutely clarity at the end of the book. Again, this is something that I actually truly enjoyed. It is a horror novel, a novel that makes the reader question everything. I like the not knowing, the wondering, the suspense of it all. That is the point of a horror novel.... to leave you hanging with the "what if's" still there waiting to terrify you around the next corner
Things to love about The Bird Eater...
--The epic creepiness of it all. The author doesn't shy away from the disturbing, the scary, or the sorrow.
--The questions. I liked not knowing if the horror was truly over. I love the suspense and mysteriousness of that.
--The disjointedness. As I said, it mirrored the insanity and uncertainty so well!
--The lack of an HEA. Not every story has a happy ending and I like that the author isn't afraid to acknowledge that!
Some quotastic goodness...
--The very first thing she’d heard at school when the Bells had moved into the house at the end of Old Mill Road was that it was haunted, stalked by the ghost of a kid who had done some terrible, wicked thing (4).
--Standing before her was a boy who looked about Aaron’s age, dark hair nothing short of a bird’s nest, his skin waxy pale, and eyes twin-moon round. But none of those features compared to his wicked smile, so maniacally wrong it seemed to inch up toward his ears. Crimson blood smeared across his gums and slithered into the gutters between his teeth (9).
--The decay gave it a ghoulish appearance, like a haunted house mirror that magically displayed the dead (24).
--“Son,” he murmured, shooting Aaron a distrustful glance. “Rumor has it you’re supposed to be dead (55).”
--With his hands covered in paint, he stared at the walls again. They needed to be labeled to match the floor. To beckon the dead (244).
--The house was choosing the name for her, and the more times she whispered it into the empty rooms around her, the more right it felt (267).
My recommendation: A fantastic read for lovers of the dark and creepy!