Frightening Friday: Heart-Shaped Box

Posted 4 October, 2013 by April @ The Steadfast Reader in Reviews

Frightening Friday: Heart-Shaped BoxHeart-Shaped Box by Joe Hill
Published by Harper Collins on May 1st 2007
Genres: Fiction, General
Pages: 528

Judas Coyne is a collector of the macabre: a cookbook for cannibals . . . a used hangman's noose . . . a snuff film. An aging death-metal rock god, his taste for the unnatural is as widely known to his legions of fans as the notorious excesses of his youth. But nothing he possesses is as unlikely or as dreadful as his latest purchase, an item he discovered on the Internet: I will sell my stepfather's ghost to the highest bidder . . . For a thousand dollars, Jude has become the owner of a dead man's suit, said to be haunted by a restless spirit. But what UPS delivers to his door in a black heart-shaped box is no metaphorical ghost, no benign conversation piece. Suddenly the suit's previous owner is everywhere: behind the bedroom door . . . seated in Jude's restored Mustang . . . staring out from his widescreen TV. Waiting—with a gleaming razor blade on a chain dangling from one hand . . .

I figured since I plan to have finished and reviewed Doctor Sleep by Sunday (fingers crossed – some family things have come up), we might as well just have another Joe Hill. (I hear he’s divorced, my husband already knows I’m leaving him if I can find a way to get into the King family :>) ANYWAY. 

This is one of the best books that I have read in a long time. It takes you places you didn’t think you were going and turns somewhere else just when you’ve figured out where you are. For those with a penchant for suspense/horror/supernatural novels, this is a must read. 

Many people preferred Horns, but I like Heart-Shaped Box better because in its deepest essence it is an old-fashioned ghost story. It’s written to make you feel that old thrill of ghost-stories around the campfire that’s so hard to capture in adulthood.

Hill’s writing style, while dealing with horror elements, is all his own. Definitely a force in his own right. Lovelovelove.


April @ The Steadfast Reader


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