Like the brief doomed flare of exploding suns that registers dimly on blind men’s eyes, the beginning of the horror passed almost unnoticed; in the shriek of what followed, in fact, was forgotten and perhaps not connected to the horror at all.
So begins this book and indeed many other extremely horrific events. Poor Chris has no idea how much her life is about to change as she starts hearing rapping sounds coming from her daughter’s room.
There’s not much I can say about this book that hasn’t been said many times over. I remember seeing the movie and being freaked out. However, the book didn’t scare me (though I will admit I’m tough to scare). In fact, the book mostly plods along until the exorcism gets started. The last quarter of the book is great, the first three quarters, not so much…
I read this for Halloween Bingo, the Classic Horror square.