The Cabin at the End of the World


By Paul Tremblay

I hate this.  I hate this.  I hate this.  When I pick a book to read, I want to love it.  I want the book to captivate my mind, take me away and immerse me into the lives of its characters.  The Cabin at the End of the World did none of this.

Sometimes I think that I get caught up in the hype surrounding certain authors.  This award-winning, that prize winner, on the board of this, that and the other thing.  Wow, this author must be fabulous!  Well, perhaps he is for other readers, but I have not been blown away.  And you know what?  That’s okay, not every book is for every reader.

The Cabin at the End of the World was not for me.  I had an advance copy through Edelweiss, and I know that I’m not supposed to take “technical” issues into consideration, however, I don’t think that what I experienced with this book were technical issues.  I felt they were stylistic choices that Tremblay made in the presentation of his story.  There was a whole lot more telling me what happened instead of showing me.  In many instances, dialogue was completely left out, replaced with a recap of what had been said.  I’ll overlook these sorts of things when the story has my attention.

In the end, I was left with an I couldn’t care less feeling.  Who lives?  Who dies?  Who cares?!  I’ll take this as a lesson for myself: don’t get caught up in the hype.  This one just isn’t for me.


*3 Stars



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