I LOVED this. I started it yesterday and became totally engrossed in the story that before I knew it, I hadn’t slept after my night shift and it was almost 6 pm.
This story is told from neurosurgeon Jake’s perspective of his twelfth year of life. The year his crazy uncle Calvin started The Saturday Night Ghost Club. Uncle Calvin owns the Occultatorium on Clifton Hill, where he possesses all things strange and macabre. We go back and forth between present day Jake and childhood Jake without missing a beat but with an intense amount of feeling. This book made me laugh out loud and got me close to sobbing at the end. I wouldn’t necessarily call it a horror novel, though there are some horror elements involved. For me, this was more of a coming of age story, with the only horror being the reality of life and death itself.
This book meant a lot to me because of its location. It’s based in Niagara Falls, Canada. A place I grew up near and have frequented often throughout my 27 years. The streets he mentions, the shops he goes in, the Ripleys museum he loves so much – I love those places too. Lundy’s Lane graveyard is a historically beautiful place, one I have visited and where my grandparents are buried. This book is an easy, easy 5 star read, even without the intense nostalgia that I felt throughout. I recommended this to EVERYONE.