I try to be a diverse reader as much as possible. Always trying to keep my options open because you never know what you’ll discover about yourself in the pages of any given book.
With that being said, I admit chick lit and horror are my kryptonite. However, when a trusted friend said I had to read the chilling thriller Bird Box I bought the book because he has never steered me wrong.
And I’m so glad I did because Bird Box is the best horror book I’ve ever read! I was so enthralled by the story I read the entire book in a single day: I just had to know what was going to happen next.
The extraordinary thing about this debut novel by Josh Malerman is the consistency in both the tone and pacing. Never once did the story falter and lose its hold over me.
At the railing, she slowly looks up to the carpeted landing. The lights are off, but a thin ray of what looks like sunshine sprays upon the wall. Placing her hand on the wood, Malorie steps onto the carpet. She looks over her shoulder, to the front door, and imagines an amalgamation of every report she’s heard.
She takes the stairs.
She is at the top now. Trembling. Stepping down the hall, she sees sunlight coming from Shannon’s bedroom. Slowly, she comes to the open door and looks inside.
A corner of the window is exposed. A part of the blanket, having come loose, hangs.
Malorie quickly looks away. There is a stillness, and a faint hum from the television below.
Down the hall, the bathroom door is open. The light is on. Malorie walks toward it. Once there, she holds her breath, then turns to look.
My hat’s off to Malerman for also creating a kinship between the reader and Malorie. For in her every move, I felt her fear, her madness, her hope. Shrouded in darkness and in a world gone mad, she presses forward when others would simply give up.
How far can a person hear?
Malorie needs the children to hear into the trees, into the wind, into the dirt banks that lead to an entire world of living creatures. The river is an amphitheater, Malorie muses, paddling.
But it’s also a grave.
The children must listen.
Malorie cannot stave off the visions of hands emerging from the darkness, clutching the heads of the children, deliberately untying that which protects them.
Breathing hard and sweating, Malorie prays a person can hear all the way to safety.
This book creeped me out so much that, even in broad daylight, I was spooked by every creak and gust of wind. I can only imagine how unnerved I’d be reading it at night. So, if you’re looking for something so deliciously creepy that you can’t tear yourself away, Bird Box will not disappoint!
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