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About four years ago I bought myself a copy of Pet Sematary. It was scary, everyone had told me, but not as scary as other novels by Stephen King. I intended to read it in October, since I always dedicate that month to scary books (that one and other months, I must admit), but when... Continue Reading →
2020 was a terrible year for almost everyone and everything. However, books were a silver lining for many of us and confinement is definitely an excuse for reading through the day.
The last couple of months have been quite hectic, but since it was a scary book that got me out of my reading slump and it's that time of the year again, I thought I'd make the time to list the 10 books that have scared me the most, in case you're up for a... Continue Reading →
By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.
flowers in the library 