When aspiring writer Guinevere Beck strides into the East Village bookstore where Joe works, he’s instantly smitten. Beck is everything Joe has ever wanted: She’s gorgeous, tough, razor-smart, and as sexy as his wildest dreams.
Beck doesn’t know it yet, but she’s perfect for him, and soon she can’t resist her feelings for a guy who seems custom made for her. But there’s more to Joe than Beck realizes, and much more to Beck than her oh-so-perfect façade. Their mutual obsession quickly spirals into a whirlwind of deadly consequences . . .
A chilling account of unrelenting passion, Caroline Kepnes’s You is a perversely romantic thriller that’s more dangerously clever than any you’ve read before.
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About the Author
Caroline Kepnes is from Cape Cod, Massachusetts. Her first novel You was translated into nineteen languages, shortlisted for a CWA New Blood Award, and made into a TV series airing on Lifetime. Her second novel Hidden Bodies is a sequel that Booklist describes as “the love child of Holden Caulfield and Patrick Bateman.” Her most recent novel is Providence. Caroline earned a BA in American Civilization at Brown University and worked as a pop culture journalist on Entertainment Weekly and a TV writer on 7th Heaven. She now writes full-time and lives in Los Angeles.
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YOU walk into the bookstore and you keep your hand on the door to make sure it doesn’t slam. You smile, embarrassed to be a nice girl, and your nails are bare and your V-neck sweater is beige and it’s impossible to know if you’re wearing a bra but I don’t think that you are. You’re so clean that you’re dirty and you murmur your first word to me—hello—when most people would just pass by, but not you, in your loose pink jeans, a pink spun from Charlotte’s Web and where did you come from?
You are classic and compact, my own little Natalie Portman circa the end of the movie Closer, when she’s fresh-faced and done with the bad British guys and going home to America. You’ve come home to me, delivered at last, on a Tuesday, 10:06 A.M. Every day I commute to this shop on the Lower East Side from my place in Bed-Stuy. Every day I close up without finding anyone like you. Look at you, born into my world today. I’m shaking and I’d pop an Ativan but they’re downstairs and I don’t want to pop an Ativan. I don’t want to come down. I want to be here, fully, watching you bite your unpainted nails and turn your head to the left, no, bite that pinky, widen those eyes, to the right, no, reject biographies, self-help (thank God), and slow down when you make it to fiction.
I let you disappear into the stacks—Fiction F–K—and you’re not the standard insecure nymph hunting for Faulkner you’ll never finish, never start; Faulkner that will harden and calcify, if books could calcify, on your nightstand; Faulkner meant only to convince one-night stands that you mean it when you swear you never do this kind of thing. No, you’re not like those girls. You don’t stage Faulkner and your jeans hang loose and you’re too sun-kissed for Stephen King and too untrendy for Heidi Julavits and who, who will you buy? You sneeze, loudly, and I imagine how loud you are when you climax. “God bless you!” I call out.
You giggle and holler back, you horny girl, “You too, buddy.”
Buddy. You’re flirting and if I was the kind of asshole who Instagrams, I would photograph the F–K placard and filter the shit out of that baby and caption it:
F—K yes, I found her.
Calm down, Joe. They don’t like it when a guy comes on too strong, I remind myself. Thank God for a customer and it’s hard to scan his predictable Salinger—then again, it’s always hard to do that. This guy is, what, thirty-six and he’s only now reading Franny and Zooey? And let’s get real. He’s not reading it. It’s just a front for the Dan Browns in the bottom of his basket. Work in a bookstore and learn that most people in this world feel guilty about being who they are. I bag the Dan Brown first like it’s kiddie porn and tell him Franny and Zooey is the shit and he nods and you’re still in F–K because I can see your beige sweater through the stacks, barely. If you reach any higher, I’ll see your belly. But you won’t. You grab a book and sit down in the aisle and maybe you’ll stay here all night. Maybe it’ll be like the Natalie Portman movie Where the Heart Is, adapted faithlessly from the Billie Letts book—above par for that kind of crud—and I’ll find you in the middle of the night. Only you won’t be pregnant and I won’t be the meek man in the movie. I’ll lean over and say, “Excuse me, miss, but we’re closed” and you’ll look up and smile. “Well, I’m not closed.” A breath. “I’m wide open. Buddy.”
“Hey.” Salinger-Brown bites. He’s still here? He’s still here. “Can I get a receipt?”
“Sorry about that.”
He grabs it out of my hand. He doesn’t hate me. He hates himself. If people could handle their self-loathing, customer service would be smoother.
“You know what, kid? You need to get over yourself. You work in a bookstore. You don’t make the books. You don’t write the books and if you were any good at reading the books, you probably wouldn’t work in a bookstore. So wipe that judgmental look off your face and tell me to have a nice day.”
This man could say anything in the world to me and he’d still be the one shame-buying Dan Brown. You appear now with your intimate Portman smile, having heard the motherfucker. I look at you. You look at him and he’s still looking at me, waiting.
“Have a nice day, sir,” I say and he knows I don’t mean it, hates that he craves platitudes from a stranger. When he’s gone, I call out again because you’re listening, “You enjoy that Dan Brown, motherfucker!”
You walk over, laughing, and thank God it’s morning, and we’re dead in the morning and nobody is gonna get in our way. You put your basket of books down on the counter and you sass, “You gonna judge me too?”
“What an asshole, right?”
“Eh, probably just in a mood.”
You’re a sweetheart. You see the best in people. You complement me.
“Well,” I say and I should shut up and I want to shut up but you make me want to talk. “That guy is the reason that Blockbuster shouldn’t have gone under.”
You look at me. You’re curious and I want to know about you but I can’t ask so I just keep talking.
“Everybody is always striving to be better, lose five pounds, read five books, go to a museum, buy a classical record and listen to it and like it. What they really want to do is eat doughnuts, read magazines, buy pop albums. And books? Fuck books. Get a Kindle. You know why Kindles are so successful?”
You laugh and you shake your head and you’re listening to me at the point when most people drift, go into their phone. And you’re pretty and you ask, “Why?”
“I’ll tell you why. The Internet put porn in your home—”
I just said porn, what a dummy, but you’re still listening, what a doll.
“And you didn’t have to go out and get it. You didn’t have to make eye contact with the guy at the store who now knows you like watching girls get spanked. Eye contact is what keeps us civilized.”
Your eyes are almonds and I go on. “Revealed.”
You don’t wear a wedding ring and I go on. “Human.”
You are patient and I need to shut up but I can’t. “And the Kindle, the Kindle takes all the integrity out of reading, which is exactly what the Internet did to porn. The checks and balances are gone. You can read your Dan Brown in public and in private all at once. It’s the end of civilization. But—”
“There’s always a but,” you say and I bet you come from a big family of healthy, loving people who hug a lot and sing songs around a campfire.
“But with no places to buy movies or albums, it’s come down to books. There are no more video stores so there are no more nerds who work in video stores and quote Tarantino and fight about Dario Argento and hate on people who rent Meg Ryan movies. That act, the interaction between seller and buyer, is the most important two-way street we got. And you can’t just eradicate two-way streets like that and not expect a fallout, you know?”
I don’t know if you know but you don’t tell me to stop talking the way people sometimes do and you nod. “Hmm.”
“See, the record store was the great equalizer. It gave the nerds power—‘You’re really buying Taylor Swift?’—even though all those nerds went home and jerked it to Taylor Swift.”
Stop saying Taylor Swift. Are you laughing at me or with me?
“Anyway,” I say, and I’ll stop if you tell me to.
“Anyway,” you say, and you want me to finish.
“The point is, buying stuff is one of the only honest things we do. That guy didn’t come in here for Dan Brown or Salinger. That guy came in here to confess.”
“Are you a priest?”
“No. I’m a church.”
You look at your basket and I sound like a deranged loner and I look in your basket. Your phone. You don’t see it, but I do. It’s cracked. It’s in a yellow case. This means that you only take care of yourself when you’re beyond redemption. I bet you take zinc the third day of a cold. I pick up your phone and try to make a joke.
“You steal this off that guy?”
You take your phone and you redden. “Me and this phone . . .” you say. “I’m a bad mommy.”
Mommy. You’re dirty, you are.
You smile and you’re definitely not wearing a bra. You take the books out of the basket and put the basket on the floor and look at me like it wouldn’t be remotely possible for me to criticize anything you ever did. Your nipples pop. You don’t cover them. You notice the Twizzlers I keep by the register. You point, hungry. “Can I?”
“Yes,” I say, and I am feeding you already. I pick up your first book, Impossible Vacation by Spalding Gray. “Interesting,” I say. “Most people get his monologues. This is a great book, but it’s not a book that people go around buying, particularly young women who don’t appear to be contemplating suicide, given the fate of the author.”
“Well, sometimes you just want to go where it’s dark, you know?”
“Yeah,” I say. “Yeah.”
If we were teenagers, I could kiss you. But I’m on a platform behind a counter wearing a name tag and we’re too old to be young. Night moves don’t work in the morning, and the light pours in through the windows. Aren’t bookstores supposed to be dark?
Note to self: Tell Mr. Mooney to get blinds. Curtains. Anything.
I pick up your second book, Desperate Characters by one of my favorite authors, Paula Fox. This is a good sign, but you could be buying it because you read on some stupid blog that she’s Courtney Love’s biological grandmother. I can’t be sure that you’re buying Paula Fox because you came to her the right way, from a Jonathan Franzen essay.
You reach into your wallet. “She’s the best, right? Kills me that she’s not more famous, even with Franzen gushing about her, you know?”
Thank God. I smile. “The Western Coast.”
You look away. “I haven’t gone there yet.” I look at you and you put your hands up, surrender. “Don’t shoot.” You giggle and I wish your nipples were still hard. “I’m gonna read The Western Coast someday and Desperate Characters I’ve read a zillion times. This one’s for a friend.”
“Uh-huh,” I say and the red lights flash danger. For a friend.
“It’s probably a waste of time. He won’t even read it. But at least she sells a book, right?”
“True.” Maybe he’s your brother or your dad or a gay neighbor, but I know he’s a friend and I stab at the calculator.
“It’s thirty-one fifty-one.”
“Holy money. See, that’s why Kindles rule,” you say as you reach into your Zuckerman’s pig-pink wallet and hand me your credit card even though you have enough cash in there to cover it. You want me to know your name and I’m no nut job and I swipe your card and the quiet between us is getting louder and why didn’t I put on music today and I can’t think of anything to say.
“Here we go.” And I offer you the receipt.
“Thanks,” you murmur. “This is a great shop.”
You’re signing and you are Guinevere Beck. Your name is a poem and your parents are assholes, probably, like most parents. Guinevere. Come on.
“Thank you, Guinevere.”
“I really just go by Beck. Guinevere’s kinda long and ridiculous, you know?”
“Well, Beck, you look different in person. Also, Midnite Vultures is awesome.”
You take your bag of books and you don’t break eye contact because you want me to see you seeing me. “Right on, Goldberg.”
“Nah, I just go by Joe. Goldberg is kind of long and ridiculous, ya know?”
We’re laughing and you wanted to know my name as much as I wanted to know yours or you wouldn’t have read my name tag. “Sure you don’t wanna grab The Western Coast while you’re here?”
“This will sound crazy, but I’m saving it. For my nursing home list.”
“You mean bucket list.”
“Oh no, that’s totally different. A nursing home list is a list of things you plan on reading and watching in a nursing home. A bucket list is more like . . . visit Nigeria, jump out of an airplane. A nursing home list is like, read The Western Coast and watch Pulp Fiction and listen to the latest Daft Punk album.”
“I can’t picture you in a nursing home.”
You blush. You are Charlotte’s Web and I could love you. “Aren’t you gonna tell me to have a nice day?”
“Have a nice day, Beck.”
You smile. “Thanks, Joe.”
You didn’t walk in here for books, Beck. You didn’t have to say my name. You didn’t have to smile or listen or take me in. But you did. Your signature is on the receipt. This wasn’t a cash transaction and it wasn’t a coded debit. This was real. I press my thumb into the wet ink on your receipt and the ink of Guinevere Beck stains my skin.
Reading Group Guide
This reading group guide for You includes an introduction, discussion questions, and ideas for enhancing your book club. The suggested questions are intended to help your reading group find new and interesting angles and topics for your discussion. We hope that these ideas will enrich your conversation and increase your enjoyment of the book.
“[A] beautifully crafted thriller that will give you chills.” (People magazine) From debut author Caroline Kepnes comes You, a brilliant and terrifying novel for the social media age. When a beautiful, aspiring writer strides into the East Village bookstore where Joe Goldberg works, he does what anyone would do: he Googles the name on her credit card.
There is only one Guinevere Beck in New York City. She has a public Facebook account and Tweets incessantly, telling Joe everything he needs to know: she is simply Beck to her friends, she went to Brown University, she lives on Bank Street, and she’ll be at a bar in Brooklyn tonight—the perfect place for a “chance” meeting.
As Joe invisibly and obsessively takes control of Beck’s life, he orchestrates a series of events to ensure Beck finds herself in his waiting arms. Moving from stalker to boyfriend, Joe transforms himself into Beck’s perfect man, all while quietly removing the obstacles that stand in their way—even if it means murder.
A terrifying exploration of how vulnerable we all are to stalking and manipulation and a compulsively readable page-turner, debut author Caroline Kepnes delivers a razor-sharp novel for our hyperconnected digital age.
Topics & Questions for Discussion
1. Discuss the structure of You. What’s the effect of hearing about Beck from Joe’s point of view? As you get to know Joe better, do you trust his narration? Why or why not?
2. Before Caroline Kepnes wrote You, she worked as a writer on several television series, including The Secret Life of the American Teenager and Seventh Heaven. How do you think Kepnes’s previous work influenced her writing? Did any of the scenes in You strike you as particularly cinematic? Which ones and why? Who would you cast in the roles of Beck and Joe?
3. Booklist called You “A deeply dark yet mesmerizing first novel of two people caught in a romantic tangle with an ever-tightening knot.” Discuss Beck and Joe’s relationship. What do you think they each saw in each other?
4. Of Benji, Chana says, “ You can buy him all the books in the world and he’s still gonna be Benji.” (p. 33) What does Chana mean by this statement? Did you think that Benji was a good friend to Beck? Explain your answer.
5. When Joe meets Beck he’s instantly smitten, not least because of her book choices. What books is Beck purchasing, and what does Joe think these selections say about her? What were your initial impressions of Beck? Did your opinion of her change? If so, why?
6. Joe is continuously self-conscious about his educational and personal background. How, if at all, does his lack of a college degree affect his narrative voice?
7. Beck tells her friend Peach that she loves the movie Magnolia. Peach tells her that the movie is flawed. When Joe attempts to bond with Beck over their shared love of the movie, she takes Peach’s position. Is Beck using her opinion to gain power or is she just young and figuring herself out?
8. When Joe escorts Beck to IKEA, he is disgruntled that it is not like it is in the movie (500) Days of Summer. This is one of several instances where Joe is upset by the disparities between real life and movies. Were there movies you wanted to see to enhance your reading experience of this book? And do you relate to Joe’s frustration at all?
9. Joe is devastated when he realizes that Beck was not reading The Da Vinci Code along with him. Discuss reading as a shared experience. Do you prefer to read alone or to share your progress on Goodreads?
10. In Karen Minty, Joe finds someone who is fully available. But she is not his dream girl. Do you think Joe would have been better off trying to make it work with Karen Minty?
11. Joe is frustrated that Beck can’t make it through an intimate date without tweeting about it. Joe monitors Beck through her online activity, but he does not participate in any of it. Both are extreme reactions to our increasingly connected lifestyle. How do you find balance in your own life?
12. Joe thinks of murder as an act of compassion, euthanasia for unhappy people. Joe interacts with the police on two separate occasions, but he is never arrested or charged. How does it feel to read a book with so much crime and so little punishment administered by the police?
13. Early readers and reviewers have said that reading You changes the way they think about talking to strangers and sharing information online. Did you change your passwords when you finished? Do you feel more wary of strangers, online or off?
14. In the end, Joe says that some people are destined to read a book in bed with a loved one and others are destined to be alone. Do you think this is true?
15. Joe feels that Benji is a better person because of his time in the cage. Throughout the book, Joe speaks well of his own time imprisoned in that cage. In the movie Ruthless People, Bette Midler’s character is kidnapped and she emerges as a stronger person. Discuss incarceration in storytelling. Did you ever hope that Joe would let Benji or Beck go?
16. How is New York a character in the book? Do you think it would be harder for Joe to follow Beck in a smaller town?
17. When you finished reading, did you hope that Joe might get away with murder and find love? Or do you like to think that somehow, someway, he will be held responsible for his actions?
Enhance Your Book Club
1. To learn more about You and author Caroline Kepnes, read book reviews, see what others are saying on social media, and visit the official book site at http://whosreadingyou.com.
2. Read interviews with Caroline Kepnes on Salon (http://www.salon.com/2014/09/29/the_dark_side_of_twitter_a_digital_age_tale_of_brooklyn_hipsters_gone_mad/), BoloBooks.com (http://bolobooks.com/2014/09/caroline-kepnes-the-bolo-books-interview/), Time Out Australia (http://www.au.timeout.com/sydney/timein/features/13697/you-by-caroline-kepnes), and LiteraryGossip.com (http://literarygossip.com/?p=14605).
3. Watch films featuring stalkers, such as The Bodyguard, Fatal Attraction, and Vanilla Sky. Do the stalkers featured in the movies have anything in common with Joe? Discuss their similarities and differences.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
This book is the book I had always wanted to write. It is romantic, thrilling, and twisted in all the right ways. I could not and did not want to put this book down. Absolutely a must-read.
This book is absolutely wonderful and I am dying for this author to release another! I was hooked quickly by the writing and the realistic approach. Being young and living in an age full of technology, it is extremely easy for someone to have a stalker without realizing it. The moment I finished the book, I instantly wanted to go back to page one to read it again. I completed reading this book in two days. I simply could not get enough. Yes, this book is dark and honestly messed up is putting it lightly. At one point I felt as if everything had a chance of working out for the best and then a moment later everything fell apart so quickly. Overall this book has become one of my favorites.
Okay...this is a tough one. I liked the book, and I thought the writing was pretty good, but it's an off putting book. It's a really dark subject, and I think it's a good thing I didn't like any of the characters; I felt separated from them and I didn't really care for them, so some of the things happening to them really didn't have the full impact it would of had if I had cared more. I suppose that may be a bad thing because it didn't really draw me into the story. I think the book is a bit long; I was getting tired of it after awhile, and I was disappointed with the end. The author did an excellent job of showing the reader the inside of the main character's head. The story is creepy and haunting and I think the author did a good job of portraying the oddness of the story. That's why I think I mainly liked the story. I just wish the ending was different, and the characters were a bit more redeemable, but alas that was not the case. I also want to give a bit of a warning; this book does get a bit graphic, and the wording is intense. The book is a bit depressing, but if you like darkly weird stories; this is a good book for you.
(from a 26 yr old point of view)..oh my oh my! this book had me for a loop, I couldn't put it down. I had a lot of "whaaaat??" moments. Highly recommended!!
I was looking for a book I couldn't put down, one that would hold my attention until I finished it. This was IT! Author did an amazing job! Equal parts creepy, relatable [growing up in a social media age] and thrilling! If you are even considering this book.. its a YES!
1. My random list about author Caroline Kepnes’ debut novel You was inspired by a statement I’m sure anyone who reads has occasionally made, “I don’t know what to say about this book”. So here is what I can say. . . 2. I could NOT put this book down! 3. Bingo Caroline Kepnes! You are a hit and so is your book by the same name! My favorite authors are those in whose heads I would like to spend some time and I would love to spend time in yours! 4. Hey Joe Goldberg! I adore you as a character. You’re creepy, you’re weird, you’re a psychopath. There is something so intimate about the author’s use of the second person POV to write your story. I feel as though you’re speaking just to me. Feel free to stalk me, but please don’t kill me!!! 5. Shame on you Guinevere Beck! You define shallow! You are as crazy as Joe Goldberg. . .just in a slightly more socially acceptable way. 6. Joe is attractive, witty, crazy, romantic, damaged – not unlike the heroes of many romance novels. The difference is. . .Joe kills people. 7. Joe’s thought processes make me smile. Mixed with all his irrational observations about life as he sees it, Joe scatters appropriate book passages and song lyrics. How many of you readers and music lovers can honestly say you don’t do this at times? 8. If you feel comfortable and safe using social media. . .don’t! This book will scare you into privacy mode! 9. The voice of Joe Goldberg cries out to me to give this book a 5 star rating for creative use of insanity in a character by an author. 10.This point will only have meaning for you if you choose to read this fascinating and artfully crafted book. Do you know where your cell phone is?
I couldn't put it down!
Fantastic!!!! Lost sleep,staying up all nite to finish it. Great story and many times caught myself saying "what" and "how" did I miss that?? This is a must read for all.
Dark, intense, creepy. I could not put it down! If you are a fan of Dexter, you will love Joe, the book's anti-hero. Almost every character is despicable, but so well-written, you come to know them like an annoying fringe friend, or co-worker, or scary ex-boyfriend. I was searching for a book I'd want to read instead of sleep, and it was worth getting 5 hours of sleep on a work day!
I picked up this book on a 1.99 deal so i wasnt expecting much, but HOLY COW was it worth so much more!! I instantly fell in love with the characters and constantly found myself daydreaming about what was going to happen next. I struggled putting this book down for other priorities and now i am struggling to wait for the sequel to arrive in the fall lol. Will definitely read this a second time before the new book!
Holy guacamole. YOU is a really intense read, and not a genre I typically find myself gravitating towards. This book is not for everyone and it's one you'll either love or hate. YOU is a story about Joe, a bookseller that is an obsessive stalker that finds himself fascinated by a woman that walks into his bookshop one morning. He manages to find out more about her and this begins the crazy journey. He starts by standing outside her apartment to watch her and learn more about her. It escalates to breaking into her apartment, and then finally inching his way into her life. Beck is a college student that is an aspiring writer. When she is saved one night by a mysterious man that she later realizes she met at a bookshop she starts to slowly let him into her life. They move from friendship to a relationship all without her knowing that Joe has stolen her cell phone and is reading all her texts and emails. This puts him a step ahead of her, and gives him an advantage since he knows exactly what she's saying to her friends about him and what she wants. I never thought I'd enjoy a book about a crazy stalker guy, but man this book was so well written that you just keep turning the pages to see what would happen next. It was hard to put down and I think I wound up reading this within 24 hours. I heard a sample of the audio from a fellow blogger and oh my gosh, the narrator really channeled Joe's character. I will be getting the audio of the next book when it is released. I suggest this if you're looking for an intense thriller/suspense.
Wow!!!! That was a trip! A trip I will never forget! Loved this book! Glad I stayed until the end.
I picked this book up on a whim about a month and a half ago. It was on sale and the blurb sounded awesome. I read no reviews. I didn't pay attention to star ratings. I just one clicked and hopped it was $1.99 well spent. So, was it? Abso-freaking-lutely! You is told from the second person narrative. This is something I don't see too terribly often and I'm perfectly okay with that seeing as how it doesn't work well a lot of the time. However, it's flawless here. I feel like the second person narrative adds a certain creep factor that you wouldn't get in first or third person. I loved it. This book has flawed characters galore with little to no redeeming qualities about them. Some may find so many unlikeable characters off-putting, but I didn't. I think that's because we can so easily understand these characters. We understand their motivations and why they do what they do. So, yes. They are unlikeable, crazy, flawed, and totally screwed up. That's okay. It makes a really good story. I found this book nearly impossible to put down and cursed my husband ever time he wanted to binge watch Sons of Anarchy (amazing show, by the way). I could have easily read it straight through if "real life" wasn't a thing. I am looking forward to getting my hands on the next book, Love, as soon as possible (expected publication date is September 8, 2015 according to Goodreads). You can read all of my reviews on my blog, KDH Reviews.
I couldn’t put it down! I tried not to root for the main character, reminding myself he was a psychotic stalker...but to be in his psyche, the way he rationalizes everything is just fascinating.
I read this book a couple years ago and was going to reread recently when I saw that They had made it into a tv series I was so excited. It's a great read if you like dark.
YOU is a very easy read; a definite page turner. It is suspenseful and thrilling, leaving you wanting more. I cannot wait to dive right into Hidden Bodies to see how the story continues.
It grabs you from the start. And I have a new favorite serial killer now.
This book is raw and unfiltered. There is no cencorship. But thats what makes it so real.
The phrase "horrified laughter" has never been so accurate, right up to the end. I could never quite tell who to root for. I suppose that's because I saw reflections of the main characters in myself and the people I'm close too. The world at our finger tips makes everything that much easier to lose ourselves into someone.
The chapters seem to hook you from the start because the book is written from the perspective of the stalker. Some parts dragged out a bit and the book ended very anti climatically.
I loved this book. As a Stephen King addict, I had high hopes after seeing he had endorsed it, and I was not let down. This book is intense, and it is next to impossible to not get wrapped up in the story. I found myself thinking about it whenever I WASN'T reading it, and tearing through page after page when I was. The perspective was fascinating and so easy to lose yourself in that you forget who you're rooting for many times. Definitely a thrilling read, with a totally different feel from anything I've read. Don't skip this one!
I wish they would put this book back on sale so I can get it