Hellraiser

“Noooooooo….!” she wails like a banshee into the night. “You can’t leave me there!” I realize that’s completely the wrong mythology, but at the moment my native Scandinavian fails me for the equivalent harbinger of doom. (The corbies just don’t have the same menace. I say this with authority as I sit here listening to the crows, ravens, magpies, and jays squabble over the garbage in my back alley.) There are so many layers of plots, counter-plots, double-crosses, and misdirections going on in this story, I know I haven’t managed to keep track of them all. I’m in awe at the author’s ability to do it. I also know that she’s going to hit me hard when I least expect it with something I didn’t see coming from one of those threads I lost track of. I’m slightly afraid of what it’s going to be, but I’m just so eager to find out what happens next, I’m willing to take the hit. I received a complimentary advanced copy of this book through Booksprout.