The deeper into October we go, the cooler the nights become. The heat is turned on to keep us toasty warm inside our homes, fireplaces fill the night air with the smokey smell of burning wood, the leaves - once a vibrant display of yellows and reds - now turn to brown and crunch beneath our footsteps.
When I think of October, I think of Halloween. Halloween, of course, brings to mind ghosts and goblins, zombies and cemeteries. And of course, when I'm thinking of cemeteries, I think of Stephen King's Pet Cemetery.
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3 Stars - Recommended to readers familiar with author
Pgs:576
Typical of most of the books Stephen King writes, Pet Cemetery ran a few pages longer than necessary. Good ole wordy King, right?
I read this novel back in middle school, during my 8th grade year. I remember living in Carmel, NY. At the top of my street sat a small cemetery. Which never really bothered me until I began this book. Only Steven King could get me to break into a near run when walking past the cemetery every day on my way to and from the bus stop. And keep me from sneaking out at night, for fear of what was waiting for me at the top of the block behind those black gates.
The death of an innocent young boy, the heartache a parent feels, the guilt, the pain of losing a child... If there was a way to bring them back, would you take it?
That is exactly the situation King creates for his characters here. An ancient burial ground, sacred, not to be abused. Legend says if you bury someone there, they will be returned to you. But will they be the same?
Prepare for chills, and for the unexpected (unless you've seen the movie, of course). And I promise you will never look at a cemetery the same again!
Has laoreet percipitur ad. Vide interesset in mei, no his legimus verterem. Et nostrum imperdiet appellantur usu, mnesarchum referrentur id vim.
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