I read this book something more than a decade ago, so I'd forgotten how very excellent it is. It's one POV character collecting the stories of his wife and several of their friends of the time everyone but the narrator spent in the thrall of a typical--stereotypical, even--charlatan-guru in the 1960s. None of them seem to have seen everything--though there's one who saw more than the others--and it's up to the reader to put together whatever sort of real story there is. Unless I missed something, this is the last novel Straub wrote, and it's a helluva last novel, deeply dark and staggeringly complex.
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Dead Man Switch by Matthew Quirk
It feels as though I'm in one helluva losing streak, but I think it's just the writers I'm trying out for the first time/s that...

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A neat little Horror novel (big shock on the genre, there, I'm sure) that plays some interesting games with PTSD and identity, with ma...
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This is early Vachss, all taut and violent, more than a little murky to my mind. It is not good to be a sexual offender in a Vachss novel....
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