Insanity, horror and dark fiction are my catharsis. Brutally honest reviews are on the house.
This being the third book I've read by Mark Matthews, I can only venture to say that his head must be a very, very frightening place. It is obviously a place where people live in caves, want to you eat you, and have incredibly creepy children. It's a place where your greatest fears become reality and everything you love can be taken from you.
In movies and real life, joggers are always getting attacked and/or killed on running trails, which is disconcerting enough. I have never wanted to be a runner but if I had ever so much as entertained that idea, Mark just guaranteed that I wouldn't ever be able to do it without looking over my shoulder, constantly, and suspiciously at anyone who looked even remotely homeless. Mark Matthews has a special talent of making even the most mundane of things, absolutely terrifying.
If you haven't read Mark's other books, Milk-Blood (my favorite) and All Smoke Rises: Milk-Blood Redux, his brilliant sequel, you should rectify that immediately. His latter receiving praise from Kealan Patrick Burke, for which there isn't much better of a seal of approval you can ask for in the horror genre. Urban horror has met its master in Mark Matthews and I can't wait to read what he comes up with next.
I received a copy of this book directly from the author without any obligation to review it but I'm putting my two cents in anyway.
© 2016 by Andi Rawson of Andreya's Asylum