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New York Times Book ReviewIf Andrew Pyper scripted our collective nightmares, we'd all be dreaming and screaming like the narrator of his gorgeously written and thoroughly unnerving suspense thriller, THE KILLING CIRCLE. Your heart goes out to Patrick Rush, a grieving young widower, anxious father and dispirited television critic ("The Couch Potato") for a Toronto daily, who joins a writing workshop to thaw his frozen feelings - only to realize he has no story to tell. The same can't be said of fellow scribblers like creepy Ivan, the subway conductor who writes Kafkaesque fantasies about a sewer rat, or girlish Angela, whose morbid horror story about "a terrible man who does terrible things" not only reflects the activities of a real-life serial killer but seems to be directing his attacks on members of their own circle - if he isn't already a member of it. Taken as either a classy ghost story or the chronicle of one man's mental breakdown, this is a terrific yarn. But in examining the universal need to define one's self through narrative, it also explores the darker side of storytelling. In this context, it's worth remembering that, at least in theory, "the teller never dies in his own tale."
— Marilyn Stasio