REVIEW: If You Go Down to the Woods, Seth C. Adams

Thursday, 10 May 2018

We were so young when it all happened. Just 13-years-old, making the most of the long, hot, lazy days of summer, thinking we had the world at our feet. That was us – me, Fat Bobby, Jim and Tara – the four members of the Outsiders’ Club. The day we found a burnt-out car in the woods was the day everything changed. Cold, hard cash in the front seat, and a body in the trunk… it started out as a mystery we were desperate to solve. Then, the Collector arrived. He knew we had found his secret. And suddenly, our summer of innocence turned into the stuff of nightmares. Nothing would ever be the same again… 

Oh my, oh my, oh my.
Why is it that, every time I see "for fans of Stephen King", I just can't help myself from wanting to devour it? I should know by now that no one can live up to the master (I mean after-all, he is the King for a reason), and that I should instead give them the widest berth possible. This is just a truly horrendous replica attempt of the iconic IT - the composition of the Losers' Club, Bill's pithy crush, the brutality of the human bullies. Nobody asked for this, nobody wants it; they, like me, just want to see even a little original thought, or they just want to go back and give IT another re-read.
And, because the original was published in the 1970s/80s I can give Stephen King a little leeway on the language - of course it's still not okay, but the context of the time in which the novel was published allows the reader to judge it a little less harshly - but If You Go to the Woods was published in 2018.
And, I don't care if Seth C. Adams was just mangling an attempt of trying to create the same atmosphere as King - which is possible without the language, by the way, just look at Stranger Things - but in a short space of time, the book directs its vitriol towards people with disabilities, the LGBTQ+ community, people who are overweight, and forms a disgusting dichotomy between women who the main character is attracted to (who deserve kindness and respect) and those that he is not (who deserve ridicule and hate).
This book is just disgusting. It is frankly just pages and pages of misogyny, racism, bigotry and malice that is attempting to frame itself in the same atmosphere as Stephen King.
But guess what? Being a dick doesn't make you like Stephen King, unsurprisingly it just makes you a dick.

Thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for sending me a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

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