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Review: The Chalk Man

The Chalk Man by C.J. Tudor My rating: 5 of 5 stars If you are a lover of a good thriller, with an element of death but not an overwhelming amount of blood and gore, this could definately be the book for you. This book spans two decades the catastrophic events during 1986 between a small group of friends. That was the year that Eddie met Mr Halloran he gave them the idea for the chalk figures as a means of leaving secret messages amongst each other on the paths of Anderbury. Mr Halloran is the man who experiences the atrocity at the fairground and understands what Eddie experienced that day. Thirty years later in 2016 Eddie is now Ed and believes that he has left his scarred childhood behind for the dull existence of a middle aged school teacher who never left the town where he grew up. That is until he receives an envelope through the door with a single piece of chalk...... This book is dark and compelling, drawing you in with an initial event of such horror ...

Review: God Help the Child

God Help the Child by Toni Morrison My rating: 3 of 5 stars This is my second book by Toni Morrison, I have to say I did struggle with some of the language when I read Beloved so entered this with nervous trepidation. I did not need to worry, this was a light writing style in comparison to that of Beloved. The story is about a women called Bride, she is an ebony-black, attractive and successful women tormented by an event in her childhood which made her tell a despicable lie which had long-term repercussions on anothers life. Her falsehood continues to haunt her into adulthood. But sometimes your actions have far reaching consequences not only for yourself but those around you. Bride loves Booker, a man with a past held so tightly in check that nobody really appreciates the complexity of his character. These two people are a complex emotional typhoon circling the drain that could lead them to drown in despair or face the blameless sins of their childish selves...