Best feeling in the world, to enter Waterstone's (my local library- so happens to be my favorite shop in London.), the smell of new books fresh for me, my little corner, straight down the shop and to the right, entitled “Dark Romance”, I get to look at all the new books, I usually search for the largest I can find, the one that can last at least two days... Grab a Mocha (chocolate base) from Pret, and find a good seat outside on a sunny day: this is how I wish to spend the rest of my life.
I always thought that, deep down; books reflected who you are in a way. It might sound crazy if you like I don't know, crime investigations or horror books, but I meant that as in, something deeper. Not just a theme, more like a mechanism, the way the book works, the mind behind it, the simplicity/complexity of the story itself. Let me try to explain that,
In my last book review, I hadn't been completely honest; I hadn't really chosen a book that represented me, who I really am, so now that I'm honest, I'm going to tell you what a crazy book freak I am. I love reading, and I hate it. I only like to read stuff that I like, and I don't like to be forced to read, don't really like trying new stuff out, okay, I know it's bad, but still, it's me. Well, the book review thing is like a dream come true, cause it's like a challenge, for me, to make you guys actually try the books that I read...all the time. I'm into Dark Romance, fiction, fantasy mostly, vampires, lycanthropes and stuff like that. There are some awesome stuff, legends about these guys. This is why, I decided to present to you today, a book that mixes cheesy romance along with epic suspense, and a scary atmosphere:
It's called: The Name of The Star by Maureen Johnson.
It's not my favorite book of all time, my fvorite book would probably bore you to death, but this one might interest at least a few of you...
Before I start, you should probably know that this book is for 14+, there are a few er, psycho scenes, which can shock. I admit. But if you're not sensitive towards that kind of stuff than it's fine.
A little bit of history...
Do you guys know Jack the Ripper?
Well, he's well known from where I come from (England) and you've probably heard from him. I'm sorry, this is going to be boring for those who already know him, but just in case someone doesn't here it goes:
THIS IS WIKIPEDIA, I've cut out a few, but these are very clear, detailed, and explained, just what you need to understand this book.
“"Jack the Ripper" is the best-known name given to an unidentified serial killer who was active in the largely impoverished areas in and around the Whitechapel district of London in 1888. The name originated in a letter, written by someone claiming to be the murderer, that was disseminated in the media. The letter is widely believed to have been a hoax, and may have been written by a journalist in a deliberate attempt to heighten interest in the story. Other nicknames used for the killer at the time were "The Whitechapel Murderer" and "Leather Apron".
Attacks ascribed to the Ripper typically involved female prostitutes from the slums whose throats were cut prior to abdominal mutilations. The removal of internal organs from at least three of the victims led to proposals that their killer possessed anatomical or surgical knowledge. (...) Mainly because of the extraordinarily brutal character of the murders, and because of media treatment of the events, the public came increasingly to believe in a single serial killer known as "Jack the Ripper"
Chapman's body was discovered at about 6 a.m. on Saturday 8 September 1888 near a doorway in the back yard of 29 Hanbury Street, Spitalfields. As in the case of Mary Ann Nichols, the throat was severed by two cuts. The abdomen was slashed entirely open, and it was later discovered that the uterus had been removed. At the inquest, one witness described seeing Chapman at about 5:30 a.m. with a dark-haired man of "shabby-genteel" appearance.
Stride and Eddowes were killed in the early morning of Sunday 30 September 1888. Stride's body was discovered at about 1 a.m., in Dutfield's Yard, off Berner Street (now Henriques Street) in Whitechapel. The cause of death was one clear-cut incision which severed the main artery on the left side of the neck.
Kelly's gruesomely mutilated body was discovered lying on the bed in the single room where she lived at 13 Miller's Court, off Dorset Street, Spitalfields, at 10:45 a.m. on Friday 9 November 1888. The throat had been severed down to the spine, and the abdomen virtually emptied of its organs. The heart was missing.
The canonical five murders were perpetrated at night, on or close to a weekend, and either at the end of a month or a week or so after. The mutilations became increasingly severe as the series of murders proceeded, except for that of Stride, whose attacker may have been interrupted. Nichols was not missing any organs; Chapman's uterus was taken; Eddowes had her uterus and a kidney removed and her face mutilated; Kelly's body was eviscerated and her face hacked away, though only her heart was missing from the crime scene.”
This book is about the canonical five murders of Jack the Ripper. It happens in modern times, in London, when a psychopath is mimicking around the streets the exact same murders of Jack The Ripper, at the same time and at the same places the victims were murdered. Only this time, the victims were men and women.
Rory Deveaux flies to London to a boarding school, for a new life, and arrives just a few days before the first victims.
The book starts violently, it's fantastically written, you cannot put this book down for a second, sure it's scary, but it's outstanding. You can never stop reading, afraid of what is going to happen. You want to know the end quickly so it stops traumatizing you. I've never read anything like it before, was never tempted, but I was out of books to read, and I was pretty desperate for something to do during the holidays.
As I said, the beginning grabbed me automatically, this girl, is walking in the streets alone, and having read the resume, I was about one hundred per cent sure what was going to happen. The author must have known that of course, because he played with us until the very end of the preface, urging us to read more, it was like watching a movie. Turns out, the girl walks into a dark place, and trips over a body, she has blood on her hands so she tries in the dark to find the neck, for a pulse. But there's a space, in between the head and the rest of the body. That freaked me out so much, but it was amazing. It ends like this: “It went on and on until Claire realized that the head was barely attached at all, and that the puddle she was kneeling in was almost certainly not rainwater. The eyes saw it all.”
I should've left the book at the library, but how could I after reading such an opening? I had never been grabbed like this before, so I just took the bloody book, and read every last page of it, scared to death, but entertained for two sick days. Wow.
I don't regret reading this, it kinda scared me at first, but I grew to like the characters, and the horror of it transforms into fantasy, which is much less believable, it's actually a ghost that's killing these people and mimics the ripper mania. So I guess it convinces us enough that this isn't a real story, and it's not going to happen! Thank god.
Well, point is, I really enjoyed it, it was scary, but scary's better than boring, and it was worth a shot. I liked the love story too between Rory and Jerome, to be honest, I think I might just start horror. Xx