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Book Reviews: The Spirit + Beneath the Attic + And So It Begins 🗝🤔👎👎👍🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩🍩💒

The Spirit by Thomas Page

A reprinting of a good Bigfoot themed horror novel that inexplicably flopped in 1977. Raymond Jason has become obsessed with hunting Bigfoot/Yeti/Sasquatch – it is an obsession that will eat his life. He thinks he relies on reason and perusasion but his venomous hatred and peoples inability to hold him accountable add to his burning fury and bitter hatred.

The Bigfoot itself has cold destructivness for it is not what Raymond Jason thinks. A Native American wanders around having a spiritual crisis and nervy desperation. Next to Raymond Jason, his benumbed mind hardly seems unreasonable.

The grim aspect of this is that humans are idiots. Raymond Jason plainly loathes Bigfoot but his forceful opposition causes tensions to run too high. People express concern, Raymond Jason's propensity for violence grows. He likes to hit women and his obsession drives him to do unspeakable things as he is perpetually resentful, bloody horrible and genuinely annoying.

There is coiled unease and Raymond Jason is sanctimonious in his self imposed isolation, vicious violence, combativenss and blatant hostility. He engages in point blank refusal to stop having bitter rows and people have no hope for him. He exacerbates issues as he wields terror and seems incapbale of normal social interaction.

Raymond Jason uses anger as engery and the ending seems particularly cruel as his exterminatory war against the Bigfoot which he went at with fearless commitment leads to a climactic catastrophe. This was good. People were suspicious of his motives, but even as he escalates his attacks – nobody stopped him. Raymond Jason loses all he owns via being irascible, disruptive and having an entrenched position.

People have mythologised Bigfoot and have ideological fervour which leads to consequent grief when they encounter it. This was ethically complicated and there are abestos insultation rolls! Where did the moccasins at the end come from?

Best Lines:

“Normally she could believe the most peculiar things – disinfectant teas, the wonders of vegetarianism, probably even astrology.”

“Claim jumpers.”

“I'm not about to tackle any of the real deep shafts till I get some better charts from the state bureau.”

“Going to the slammer for setting traps without permission, smoking in the woods, malicious mischief, and packing a handgun without a license.”

“Go on. I won't kill you.”

“It's full of bones!”

“Road whores.”

“It happens on farms all the time today. Look at any police blotter or the records of any mental hospital if you want your eyes opened.”

“Had to be a little strange to want to live alone for all your life.”

“How would a bear know how a ski lift works?”

“Somewhere on a great golden plaque outlining the sins of man, stupidity was underlined with heavenly forcefulness.”


“You want a Bigfoot rug that bad-”

“Who gives a damn what they are?”

“Have we been shooting at Bigfoots again, Mr Jason?”

“To the mine!”

“Leave them be.”

“But he was not the type to carve up people on his kitchen table.”

Beneath the Attic by V.C. Andrews

This prequel is heavy handed and laborious. 2 generations before Corinne Foxworth locked her children in the attic, her grandmother Corinne Dixon marries Garland Foxworth. The whole plot is given away on the back cover and this prequel is unoriginal mediocrity. Corinne talks and acts like no woman of her era. Garfield is a perv full of secret desperation. This awfulness leaves you irritated and offended and it has no right to be associated with the era-defining original.

This is all hope-draining negativity that is inherently squalid and fantastically pompus. Each page reaches new extremes of absurdity. This is completly inadequate and ludicrous and of virtually no benefit. This dumb nonsence is a missed opportunity. It's a desperate failure and ridiculously useless. This causes massive disinterest and there are 2 more prequels to come.

Best Lines:

“Another upstairs bedroom. It was so far from everything I wondered who would have used it.”

“The house leant itself to secrets.”

And So It Begins by Rachel Abbott

This self published author has written a tale of a hysterical woman, her useless brother and his new wife. There is murder, engineered situations, irrational behaviour, disputations and idiocies in this bog standard 'thriller' that stretches credibility and patience.

The POV switches from page to page, the plot and timeline and ending are underthought, there is no sense of doom and nobody is particularly pleasant. The sister tantrums like a toddler and she and this book exhaust tolerance. This was self-parodic and inherently daft. This was vicious ineptitude.

Best Lines:

“Trespassing in their lives.”

“Version he believed to be the truth.”

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