Welcome!

I hope today has been treating you well. I, for one, have decided that I needed to post here more, even though I don’t try to draw people to this site. If nothing else, as a homebase for my thoughts about books as I’m going.
I am here after a particularly…. detailed scene in The Bone Drenched Woods by L. V. Russell. I received this book as an advanced reader copy but then promptly neglected my ARCs. These things happen, I’m working on catching up. I’m more of a fantasy romance reader, however, I have a personal rule to go into these ARCs as blind as possible. Is it cheesy mild chaos, or is it just keeping my expectations low, who can say. That said, I glossed over the word “horror” in its description. While I don’t have a problem with horror, I’m not sure I was fully prepared for it.

The story follows a young woman whose village essentially sacrifices everyone who steps out of line to The Teeth in the forest. Right off the bat, we make the mistake of rooting for the young woman and her best friend escaping into the forest together in chapter one, forgetting that we must have TRAUMA. We need to remember to hang up the bones from out dead now so The Teeth don’t come by. And if that wasn’t enough, there’s also The Deep in the ocean (but they are referred to one in the same). The Deep likes to consume people hanging from hooks shoved anywhere that seemed convenient at the time, such as just below a collar bone, or into a bicep.
It was at this point I set the book down and scampered up to my partner to inform him he was going to listen to my blithering. He enjoys the horror genre, so this all seemed fun to him.

The worst part?

I have to keep reading and find out more.

I am trapped in the book and I must see it through, but boy howdy there’s gonna be a lot of trauma, I can feel it.

 

Stay safe, Lexi