I was immediately intrigued by The Binding. The synopsis talks about mental disorders and evil spirits that are both tied up in a “town’s wicked history”. I love the type of book that blurs the lines between the natural and the supernatural.
The Binding ended up being my kind of horror; I’m not a big believer in monsters, aliens and that sort of horror, these things just don’t exist. My kind of horror plays off of our belief systems, evil spirits, demonic possession, ghosts – now those things are real. Nicholas Wolff has straddled the line between demonic evil and mental health and how we need to have a rational explanation for things that go beyond proof.
Nicholas Wolff has painted a vivid picture of a small New England town complete with the class structure, relationships and overlapping family histories. His characters are very well developed and he spends a good amount of time letting the read get to know each one.
The Binding is a slow building story, it takes its time revealing all of Northam’s secrets. I found that Nicholas Wolff did this without letting the story drag or jeopardizing the pace.
The Binding is a dark, twisted story that kept me deeply invested from beginning to end. Even when real life beckoned and I had to put the book down, the story was still at the forefront of my mind.