Peter Straub is the consummate master of mind-fuckery, and nowhere does he exhibit this skill as in this book.
There are no coincidences.
No detail is insignifcant.
Nothing is ever as it seems.
And yet, for all that, it's also a brilliant, disturbingly dark fantasy and coming of age story simultaneously. This book is an ode, an allegory to the schism teenagers live in, the dichtomies in all...
more Peter Straub is the consummate master of mind-fuckery, and nowhere does he exhibit this skill as in this book.
There are no coincidences.
No detail is insignifcant.
Nothing is ever as it seems.
And yet, for all that, it's also a brilliant, disturbingly dark fantasy and coming of age story simultaneously. This book is an ode, an allegory to the schism teenagers live in, the dichtomies in all of our lives, what is expected of us and what must be.
Who we are and who we are in the eyes of others.
What defines us versus how we define ourselves.
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