This book is teeth grindingly slow. And not much happens. Like, at all.
But it scared me. Or made me feel dread. Or disquiet. Or unease. I can't really put my finger on it because the author put "it" so far out on the periphery that it's just a blur.
I still don't know if this book is about the devastating natural degradation of the human mind (as suggested by the title), or about wicked, carnivorous, hallucinogenic flora and the apocalypse.
Either way, I recommend it for those of you who appreciate your horror with a literary twist. Or your lit with horrific undertones.
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