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Seventeen-year-old Christian’s parents disappeared when he was a little boy. Ever since, he’s drawn obsessively: his mother’s face…her eyes…and what he calls “the sideways place,” where he says his parents are trapped. Christian figures if he can just ...
Seventeen-year-old Christian’s parents disappeared when he was a little boy. Ever since, he’s drawn obsessively: his mother’s face…her eyes…and what he calls “the sideways place,” where he says his parents are trapped. Christian figures if he can just see through his mother’s eyes, maybe he can get there somehow and save them.
But Christian also draws other things. Ugly things. Evil things. Dark things. Things like other people’s fears and nightmares. Their pasts. Their destiny.
And some thing the people of Winter would rather forget – like murder.
But Winter won’t be able to forget the truth, no matter how hard it tries. Not as long as Christian draws the dark…
Posted December 9, 2011
It starts off a little slow, but by the end you won't have put it down for a good few hours. It is an odd twist on a classic mystery. A little unorthadox, but satisfying nonetheless. The only problem with this book is the mystery of the ¿sideways place¿ that is never quite revealed.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted February 3, 2011
Although Barnes and Noble classified it as Non Fiction, it is Supernatural Fiction, already sent the title correction...
I didn't like the book. It was slow paced and boring, had too many lose ends, and the ending was an insult to the readers intelligence, I found myself re-reading the same paragraph because I couldn't believe that the author thought that the conclusion was anywhere close to clever.
Does Ilsa Bick think that her readers are a bunch of driveling simpletons? And whatever happened to the Sideways Place?
I'm sorry to say that the best part of this book is the cover.
Posted December 20, 2010
Mr. Eisenmann, who had absolutely no mercy for anyone, let alone a seventeen-year-old orphaned kid who decided to deface his rickety old barn, turned to Hank and simply said, "This boy isn't right." Not many people would be when their Dad up and left when they were a year old, their Mom sorta went bonkers after the fact, and then up and disappeared a couple of years later. Christian's mother had left behind the cover from a book, one that she used to peer into looking for his father. He never could, "figure out how to see into it the right way," and he had developed an, "obsession with trying to see the world through her eyes." He knew he couldn't find his way into the sideways place where his parents were and he knew he couldn't have painted the words "I SEE YOU" on the side of that darn barn along with swastikas and, "a pair of bloodred eyes," the eyes of a wolf. He was sleeping for crying out loud. His Uncle Hank, who'd taken him in when he was young, was exasperated. Being the sheriff of Winter, Wisconsin, wasn't easy and now this. A baby's body turned up bricked into the hearth at the old Ziegler place, but somehow that seemed mild in comparison to Christian's whacked out thinking at times. Everyone thought that he'd driven Ms. Stefancyzk crazy when he was in first grade. She'd written a suicide note, with his name in it no less, and slipped that noose right over her head. Christian, as well as half the town, knew he killed her. This thing with Eisenmann was just another nail in the coffin so far as he was concerned, but his friend Sarah tried to console him by saying, "But a lot of creative people are borderline crazy." Borderline crazy and crazy weren't too far apart. He could actually draw people to death. Seriously, he could. This amazingly simple, yet intricate book about the evil aura surrounding Winter, Wisconsin, will mesmerize the reader. There was just the right touch of paranormal to keep my nose in this book from the time I started until the time I finished later in the day. Christian, who has the same insecurities that all the rest of us do, is unfortunately saddled with a blessing or a curse (whichever way you want to look at it) that separates him from the crowd. All eyes, even the evil wolf eyes, are on this boy who claims uncertainly, "I guess you'd say I was losing it. I was beyond freaked out." The writing was exquisitely enticing, creepy, and will draw in not only the younger audience, but also is quite capable of reeling in the adult reader. Part of the strata of this novel is based on American prisoner of war camps during WWII, an aspect that made this paranormal journey into the past even more intriguing. Quill says: If you want to blow into the town of Winter and feel a wisp of insanity as the hair rises on your arms, perhaps this book is for you!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 19, 2011
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Posted June 25, 2012
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