“I will find true love, and everything will be okay. I will find true love, and everything will be okay…” she chanted.
They say be careful what you read. Something is wrong. Something is very wrong. It can happen to anyone. This is just four teenagers’ story. Aubrey Golding hates her face, her body, and is devastated after Nathan Silva leaves her. Alone, suicidal, and desperate for love, she discovers a book called Something and unknowingly links others to a dark and terrifying curse that is beginning to consume her. Nathan is glad to be moving on with someone new and can hardly believe what is happening now. Wild child and amateur porn star, Bella Broadhurst, loves bullying that “emo whore” Aubrey with the other girls, but mostly she loves partying, hookups, and plain ol’ drama when terror arises. And Kendra Coke is just a new teen mother working on a delicate relationship when things start becoming utterly bizarre. Chilling sleep disturbances and figures hiding in the corners of their rooms are just warnings of what is to come. Be careful what you read, they say. Tread carefully.
Book 1 of Wisteria
Something by Shelby Lamb
I was hopeful, expecting an interesting dark, gothic, horror novel. Unfortunately, Something by Shelby Lamb really misses the mark for me. The writing was gratuitous seemingly there only for shock value. The horror wasn’t developed enough to be frightening. Then, there are the characters that all feel like caricatures out of horror movies. There was nothing for me to latch onto.
Most of the novel, I just kept waiting for everything to come together, all of the various stories, but they never really did. The first quarter to half of the novel is spent flipping from character to character to character without any transition, which was jarring. Once a loose semblance of connection was formed between everyone, it did get easier to read, but not better. It only became enjoyable once I started reading this as a horror movie parody, which is the only way it made sense to me with characters this flat and one-dimensional. But then, it becomes more of a comedy than a horror story.
The part that was supposed to be scary, the mysterious book the curses everyone who reads it, doesn’t feel real. There’s no real story to it, no reason for it to be read. But fine, I’ll accept that it has some demonic pull forcing people to read it. However, as a reader, I need more. And then, even after reading it, the “scary” things that happen are brief flickers of horror tropes without a real sense of depth or description.
Though it pains me to say it, I think if you’re looking for horror, steer clear of Something by Shelby Lamb.