Reading Ernest Cline’s Ready Player One is like hunting through a futuristic virtual Chocolate Factory from Willy Wonka.
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Reading Ernest Cline’s Ready Player One is like hunting through a futuristic virtual Chocolate Factory from Willy Wonka.
Most young adult fantasies are safely detached from the real world. They exist in fictitious lands that bare only certain semblances to our lives. While many tackle familiar issues, the screen of the alien is always there to obscure everything. Not too much for the message to be lost, just enough for it to be fun. A Monster Calls smashes through that screen, picking the reader up into a world feels every bit as beautiful and terrible as the one we wake into each day of our lives.
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In October, I read nothing but horror and horror-related books. This past month, I kept mostly to classics: Jaws by Peter Benchley and We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson. For my third and final book, I decided on something a little lighter. Dead Boy by Laurel Gale is horror in premise only: a dead boy come back to life.