Monster Children

Book Cluuuuuuuuuub.
Posted By Jason – 06.02.2012

Welcome to Book Club, a club about whatever book I happen to be reading. It’s not really a club, is it? I’m the only member. If there were two of us we could call it a club, but it’s just me alone with my Kindle and my thoughts. Yeah, I bought a Kindle, and don’t give me that, “Oh, you’re killing the publishing industry” garbage because I’m actually supporting publishing more than ever. Before I got my little grey friend I was buying mostly second hand paperbacks; occasionally I’d pick up a new book but mostly I’d just get second hand stuff. Now, however, I buy a book every fifteen minutes. I don’t read them- I just buy them. I can’t stop. Right now I’m reading Helter Skelter by Vincent Bugliosi. I’m kind of amazed at how many of my friends have read this. I knew it existed but I was never that into true-crime novels (or crime novels for that matter) so I never bothered picking it up. Then I saw Chaz Manson at one of his parole hearings on TV and thought, “That guy is fucking banananas!” Not just Bananas, he’s legitimately Banananas. Guys a kook! So I pressed a few buttons on my ready-machine and bought the book. The author of Helter Skelter, Bugliosi, was the attorney that put Manson in jail, so it's pretty much a first hand account of all the gnarly shit that went down. It’s actually a pretty scary read, but then I’m a major pussy. I was just talking about this the other day with a friend. When I was a kid I’d read all my mother’s Stephen King novels and be fine. Sometimes I even read her Jackie Collins novels and get a boner (sorry mum!). So I’d read IT, Pet Cemetery, Thinner, all that creepy shit, and I’d be perfectly fine. Now, as an adult, I get freaked-the-fuck-out by scary books. Two years ago I picked up Salem’s Lot, read a chapter, and then put it down forever. I was freaked! Couldn’t get to sleep that night because I kept hearing noises in the house. So ridiculous, but there you have it: the older you get- the pussier you are.

Anyway, Helter Skelter. It’s a good book. That concludes Book Cluuuuuuuuub.