I think it was last spring that I told myself I would read all of my unread books by the end of the year or so. That hasn’t happened. I think I’ve gotten to one of them. They are currently stacked up on my coffee table where I can’t miss them. Perhaps reading them all will be my goal for 2016.
We shall see.
The one I have begin is Edgar Cantero’s The Supernatural Enhancements. It’s about a young Englishman, A., who inherits a vast fortune and a strange mansion from a “second cousin twice removed” who committed suicide at the same age and in the same way as his father did years earlier. A. and his friend Niamh, a mute Irish teenager, move to this house and discover that, not only might the house be haunted, but also that his relative was involved in a mysterious group who may or may not have been involved in a supernatural chain of events.
The story is told in a strange fashion, via A.’s journal entries, the notebook Niamh writes in, letters to a mysterious Liza, as well as transcriptions of video and audio recordings. There is also quite a lot about secret codes and unraveling them, which tends to be stuff I don’t understand, but it’s all part of the mystery of the book. Watching A. and Niamh pick apart the mystery is fun, but I don’t feel like I’m in the story at all. It’s more like I’m outside of it, casually observing the goings-on. And maybe that’s the point. It is meant to be a collection of found footage, which lends a distance that a more traditionally written story doesn’t have.
It’s an interesting book, but I wouldn’t call it a page turner. I’m about 3/4 of the way through it, but if I were desperate to find out what happens, I would be reading it right now. Obviously I’m not. Perhaps it needs a reader who is more interested in or has a better understanding of codes. Sadly, that person is not me.