Not

Writing was choppy and disjointed. Some parts in the book appeared to be there for no discernible purpose other than to fill up space. Only in little bits and pieces scattered widely through the book does the author hint that he is capable of elegant evocative writing. The rest seems to be an attempt to flesh out a formulaic horror story; small town in its fading glory with all of the requisite characters carefully in place. Just not good.

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