Yeah, so this is a re-read, I ran out of books. Until I get to the states, I'll be re-reading. Not to fear, I only have 18 days until I fly, so I shouldn't have to re-read many books. But anyways, here's a new review for I Am Not A Serial Killer.
John Wayne Cleaver, aged 15, male, clinical sociopath. John is scared of becoming a serial killer, therefore, he makes rules. Rules to keep him out of trouble, rules to keep the community safe, rules to keep him normal. But one day, a real live serial killer moves into town and John is the only one who can stop him. But in order to do that, John must break his rules. Break them, and kill a killer.
There is only one way to describe this book. Awesome, awesome, awesome....awesome, awesome on an awesome cracker with awesome sauce. I said this in my first review of this book, this book is so creepy it's awesome and so awesome it's creepy. I know I'm using the word 'awesome' a little excessively, but this book deserves it. It's not everyday you find a book that deserves nine awesomes. The writing is wonderful, the character is wonderful, everything is wonderful. This book makes for a great character study, there's so much in it that you would never think. I kind of want to take this book to a sociopathic serial killer and ask if that's what it's like. You just really like this book. And do you know what really tells me this is a good book, I still felt the same suspense at the same scene even though I knew what was going to happen. I leave you with these words, you have not lived a full and complete life unless you have read this book.
Taryn.
