Quote: Joe Mama said: I just finished Jack Ketchum's Off Season. And I will NEVER visit any non-city location in Maine. EVER.
Why? Never read this, so I dunno...then again, heading back to Bumblefuck, Maine next weekend, so is this info something that will scare the crap outta me?
Why you'd ask that of a native New Englander is beyond me,
Um, because I didn't know and I figured you would...
Quote: but I think I can sum it up with four words:
Inbred, incestuous, cannibal Mainefolk.
Heh. Funny you should say that, because I started humming the theme song to Deliverance when we were driving to the cabins in Maine, and the first thing I said when we finally got to the cabins was, "this place is where they film horror movies." Seriously, there is nothing around but woods, deer and the homes are miles apart - it was kinda creepy at night adn all I kept thinking of was Friday the 13th and the like - never mind some of the locals we met...
Quote: I know, not too far from the reality of that state but, yes, it made me say, "Ewwwwwwwwww" quite a few times. Definitely a one-eighty from the Maine that King writes about.
Was it worth a read?
Just finshed Every Secret Thing, again by Laura Lippman. Not as good as the last book I read - problem is, with certain authors, they follow that same type of format over and over and so it wasn't too hard to figure out who the real culprit was in this one...
Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi
Seriously, there is nothing around but woods, deer and the homes are miles apart - it was kinda creepy at night adn all I kept thinking of was Friday the 13th and the like - never mind some of the locals we met... 
