Hidden Pictures by Jason Rekulak
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

You know what? I've never eaten a starfruit. But I did get a certain tang in my nostrils as I read this. It's almost like teen spirit. Or in this case, pool-water and death. I guess there's not much of a difference.

So, I had a weird impression about this novel before I read it, and I soon discovered I was just plain wrong. That's ok. I didn't really want to read another Night Film anyway. THIS one, however, was pretty much a slow-burn possibly-paranormal horror that never quite felt like a horror at all. It did have a bit of mystery, interesting subterfuge, and starfruit. It wasn't bad at all. Synesthesia-wise, the whole thing felt rather like an apple pie more than some weird-ass fruit I've never tasted. It was cinnamon and buttery flake.

In that regards, it's quite a decent novel.

In other ways, however, it's pretty standard fare. Good, even very good, but very familiar.




Personal note:
If anyone reading my reviews might be interested in reading my own SF, I'm going to be open to DM requests. I think it's about time I get some eyes on them.

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