#Book #Review: Desert Places by Blake Crouch (@blakecrouch1)
This book was highly uncomfortable in a good way for the most part. It had a very strong Stephen King vibe, and a horrible sense of helplessness that permeated the pages.
Andrew Thomas is a successful writer who receives an ominous note directing him to look for the buried body on his lakefront property and call the phone number on the slip of paper inside the deceased’s pockets. He does, and this kicks off a harrowing journey through some frightening and hostile terrain for our protagonist.
The level of detail Blake Crouch provides in this book made me uncomfortable throughout my reading. I had my hand over my mouth in parts, and read through semi-parted fingers in other parts. I’d read out of squinty eyes as if that would soften the horror bestowed upon the innocents in this book.
I definitely don’t think I would have ever had the chops Andrew did, and I found myself wondering why he didn’t just take his chances with the police. But that hardly warrants a novel, does it?
This book is not for the faint at heart. I am by no means a horror fanatic, so I may be considered in the FoH category myself, but I really struggled through parts of this book due to the level of detail and hopeless situations people found themselves in.