Coraline by Neil Gaiman
My rating: 4/5 cats
reading this book made me really cross i missed the 3d movie when it was out in theaters. there are definitely things i would have loved to have seen all up in my face. i think if i had read this as a young girl, it would be one of my favorite books ever. as a (physical) adult, i enjoyed it, but i’ve read too much in my life to be scared of it, or surprised by it, which is a shame. i’m going to turn this review into a request for people to scare me. when i was little, my brother would hide under my bed until after i was just drifting off to sleep, and then jump out to scare me. it worked. when i was a little older, and he was babysitting me, he would rent the scariest movies and make me watch them with him. he never really liked me. so but now it is rare for me to get scared. and i want to be scared. the last book to scare me was when i was about 8 or 9 and i was going on a car drive with family, and someone had left a stephen king book on the floor of the car, and i ran out of my own books so i picked it up and read that boogeyman story. didn’t sleep for months. that’s what i want. a book, a movie, i don’t care. someone scare me. (just don’t hide under my bed—let’s stick to books or movies, yeah?) this will be my preparation for halloween mental gathering.
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