New York Times bestselling and award-winning author Douglas Clegg blends dark suspense and southern gothic horror in Neverland, a novel of deadly secrets and innocence corrupted. What lurks within the shack? What kinds of dangerous — and deadly — games do the children play there?
For years, the Jackson family vacationed at their matriarch’s old Victorian house on Gull Island, a place of superstition and legend off the southern coast of the U.S. One particular summer, young Beau follows his cousin Sumter into a shack hidden among the brambles and windswept trees near bluffs overlooking the sea.
And within Neverland, the mysteries and terror grow…
REVIEW (by Holly):
When attempting to describe NEVERLAND, the words vivid and bizarre come to mind. To be completely honest, I’m not 100% clear on what happened at the novel’s climax or what forces (or combination of forces) are at play in this work of fiction. Regional folklore, gods, telepathy, alternate worlds, and hallucinations/dreams/visions all blur the line between perception and reality–with regard to characters and reader, alike.
That said, the storyline kept my attention throughout, and I’ve never read anything quite like NEVERLAND before.
There’s a lot to be said for originality in a saturated market.
I’m a big fan of highlight-worthy text (those lines and phases that separate one book from the next), and NEVERLAND is chock-full of descriptions that conjure clear and detailed images in the reader’s mind:
- “She was a dethroned princess, riddled through like a Swiss cheese with the slings and arrows of outrageous misfortune.”
- “Her face was like tapioca pudding, wiggling and still self-contained, her eyes two small raisins…”
- “Long strands of her white hair hung down from its bristles like tentacles from a Portuguese man-of-war.”
- “…flicking at black ants just like I was punting paper triangles in a game of desk football.”
- “The sun was up and hot like a big old egg yolk sizzling on the griddle sky.”
- “His nipples were huge and hung across his chest like two great puffy flapjacks.”
All in all, I’d recommend NEVERLAND to readers who crave original, suspenseful, and surprising fiction that incorporates preternatural elements.
NOTE: Although I alternated between the ebook and audiobook versions of the title, I wouldn’t recommend the latter. The nature of the book requires distinction between telepathic conversations and outspoken dialogue, which was difficult to distinguish via audio. Furthermore, the narrator’s affected regional accent and “voices” took away from the story, in my opinion.