Horns by Joe Hill

Joe Hill is Stephen King’s son. Apparently, he vaguely attempted to conceal this fact by disguising his last name, but one look at his author photo immediately reveals the truth: the man looks just like his father. When I learned that King had a son who wrote in the same genre as his father, my curiosity got the better of me. I devoured Hill’s debut novel, Heart Shaped Box, in two days flat I absolutely loved it. So, of course, I bought Horns the day it came out way back in 2011. I recently revisited it upon learning that it is being made into a film, and my reaction has not changed: equally humorous and heartfelt, Horns is one hell of a ride. Haha, see what I did there? Damn, I’m witty. Continue reading “Horns by Joe Hill”

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Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes

I read this novel in grade school, so for years I put off revisiting it as an adult. I loved it when I read it as a seventh grader, but sometimes rereading novels later in life can result in a thoroughly different experience. I did have a different experience; mainly because I did not read Flowers for Algernon in its entirety as a middle schooler. The edition I read was a very, very short story, less than twenty pages. As it turns out, the full-length version reveals that Charlie Gordon had more than a few sexual exploits that would not have been appropriate for young and impressionable Catholic School students. Continue reading “Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes”

The Butterfly Sister by Amy Gail Hansen

**SPOILERS AHEAD***

Amy Gail Hansen’s debut novel is impressively deplorable. The ending is not predictable, but this is not to be mistaken for quality, as it is only a testament to book’s meandering plot. Ruby dropped out of her all-women’s college after a botched suicide attempt. “Why would a soon-to-be graduating English major commit suicide?” you may ask. Well, maybe she realized that she had wasted four years of her life on a useless degree that she will luckily pay off by the time she’s 60, assuming she can find a job that doesn’t involve flipping burgers. If, like me, you are lucky enough to have an English degree, I’m sure you can think of many reasons that Ruby may have considered this option. Nevertheless, the true reason was a failed affair with her professor/thesis advisor, which, shockingly, he broke off. When he followed this up by giving her a D on her thesis, it was the final nail in the coffin. Continue reading “The Butterfly Sister by Amy Gail Hansen”