Jason Ockert

I came with the plan of ranting about how Jason Ockert made me hate a man and furious every time this man spoke. Nolan is a typical asshole dad, one who treats his ex-wife's kid, Joshua "Speck", as "not my kid", he treats him as this background noise. He treats his son, Hudson as "big one's mine, little one ain't" and that line alone just riled me up. It is a ride to see this man, Speck, and Hudson go through things.

The writings of the diary Speck finds are gorgeous, the information on wasps show more is spot on and clear. The dogs are charming animals that grow on you in a whimsical way. Every character brings something to the table, good or bad. You cannot go wrong with this subtle yet creepy ride. It's not a gore fest, it's not too grisly, but it is super screwed up. Crowley is detestable on sight, and the less I knew about him the better. But Jason didn't stray from making a man that foul get up in the space of the reader and unnerve them.

This book holds no punches, and though I've spoiled nothing, I hope readers who want to see a book that stands out like a wasp on your clothes does, and makes you pull back and swat just as fast, will pick this book up and give it a read.

I can't say the ending would be better or worse written any way but how it was. Everyone was flesh and bone, meat and fiber, it was an amazing read under two-hundred pages long and definitely something to pick up and binge on a long ride somewhere or while vacationing. Cannot recommend it enough.

Now just to find some people who dislike Nolan as much as I do to converse with. Because this book left me with a lot to say, but I don't want to consume my review with the rant I have solely for him. show less