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Bloodfire, Baby: A Novel
A maternal gothic tale of new motherhood and the torment of a centuries-old haunting
Before the shadow appeared, Sofia thought mothering would be all sun-drenched light and white linen sheets, as seen advertised by the momfluencers of Instagram. In her gorgeous home anchored in a posh suburb, far removed from her origins, Sofia revels in her success.
Motherhood seems like the natural next step, but when her husband travels for a work trip, leaving Sofia all alone with their unnamed three-week-old baby, she can’t quite square how mothering falls solely in her lap. Nobody seems able or willing to help not her husband, not her best friend, and certainly not the zealot mother she cut off long ago.
Her postpartum reality is overtaken by an ominous figure. Sleep-deprivation collides with a darkness that creeps in and begins to spread, threatening to consume her entirely. As her grip on reality slips away, Sofia learns of an insidious haunting that has plagued the eldest daughters in her family for generations. With her baby’s safety on the line, Sofia realizes she must confront her murky history or risk losing more than just the veneer of perfection.
Before the shadow appeared, Sofia thought mothering would be all sun-drenched light and white linen sheets, as seen advertised by the momfluencers of Instagram. In her gorgeous home anchored in a posh suburb, far removed from her origins, Sofia revels in her success.
Motherhood seems like the natural next step, but when her husband travels for a work trip, leaving Sofia all alone with their unnamed three-week-old baby, she can’t quite square how mothering falls solely in her lap. Nobody seems able or willing to help not her husband, not her best friend, and certainly not the zealot mother she cut off long ago.
Her postpartum reality is overtaken by an ominous figure. Sleep-deprivation collides with a darkness that creeps in and begins to spread, threatening to consume her entirely. As her grip on reality slips away, Sofia learns of an insidious haunting that has plagued the eldest daughters in her family for generations. With her baby’s safety on the line, Sofia realizes she must confront her murky history or risk losing more than just the veneer of perfection.
304 pages, Kindle Edition
Published February 17, 2026
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December 4, 2025
I will say this gently because this may have been a friend/family sort of thing. This cover isn't quite doing it. I hope that, by publication time, this can be improved.
Now, to the book: This is an atmospheric and very traumatic read! While the pacing in the beginning was a bit slow for me (very, very stream of consciousness), it settled into a story I cared about. I loved our main character and felt for her - she was struggling so much!
You've got racism, generational trauma, and the absolute exhaustion of a new mother who just needs help. While I didn't suffer from any post-partum depression, there were times when things threatened to become overwhelming. Oh, I felt for our MC.
Though the pacing is rather deliberate, the story works and this was a good read!
* ARC via Publisher
Now, to the book: This is an atmospheric and very traumatic read! While the pacing in the beginning was a bit slow for me (very, very stream of consciousness), it settled into a story I cared about. I loved our main character and felt for her - she was struggling so much!
You've got racism, generational trauma, and the absolute exhaustion of a new mother who just needs help. While I didn't suffer from any post-partum depression, there were times when things threatened to become overwhelming. Oh, I felt for our MC.
Though the pacing is rather deliberate, the story works and this was a good read!
* ARC via Publisher
December 27, 2025
This is an excellent first book. I think mothers will understand and resonate with this book strongly. I enjoyed the juxtaposition of a current timeline with past ancestors sprinkled throughout to lend explanation to the story. The stories of the ancestors and bearing witness to their experiences resonates deeply. Those stories are so often lost to time and it’s easy to see their revenants clinging to us like shadows.
Thank you to NetGalley for the ARC in exchange for my honest review.
Thank you to NetGalley for the ARC in exchange for my honest review.
Review of advance copy received from Netgalley
this book embodies new motherhood so well all my PTSD from newborn months returned.
the lack of sleep put me on the brink of hysteria so many times. my breast pump absolutely chanted to me.
the physical ability to separate from my child hurt so intensely. and I couldn't form a thought.
oh this author takes all of this and puts in a Gothic, shining, dysfunctional family horror. well done!
the lack of sleep put me on the brink of hysteria so many times. my breast pump absolutely chanted to me.
the physical ability to separate from my child hurt so intensely. and I couldn't form a thought.
oh this author takes all of this and puts in a Gothic, shining, dysfunctional family horror. well done!
March 30, 2026
3.5 ⭐️- This book was a true slow decent into madness. With that being said, it had a very slow start. But it definitely picked up towards the end. I wouldn’t say it had any crazy twist but I still found myself taken aback by a certain event at the end. Overall I just love a book that showcases the less glamorous side of motherhood. I find it so real and fascinating and this one did it well.
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May 27, 2026A slower-paced gothic tale about the pressure of early motherhood, the dangers of untreated PPD/PPA/postpartum psychosis, and the importance of seeking help. It dips between the modern day struggles of a Jamaican-American new mom who feels unmoored in her white husband's moneyed community and family lore from Jamaica.
In conversation with Nightbitch and Yesteryear, but vibes-wise more like Cursed Daughters.
In conversation with Nightbitch and Yesteryear, but vibes-wise more like Cursed Daughters.
February 19, 2026
BWAF Score: 6/10
TL;DR: Bloodfire, Baby is postpartum horror that turns nursery silence into a pressure chamber, threading creeping supernatural menace through the brutally specific mechanics of anxiety and sleep-starved obsession. It lands as a sticky, voice-driven spiral with real bite and heat, best for readers who like their scares intimate, ambiguous, and emotionally ugly in the most human way.
This book smells like scorched meat and stale panic, like you left the stove on but it’s your own brain that’s burning. Sofia is new-mom exhausted and new-mom terrified, the kind of terrified that turns every mundane object into a potential murder weapon and every quiet into a trap. She posts up beside the crib like a sentry, doomscrolling WebMD and Reddit, convinced the baby monitor will fail, convinced the swaddle will suffocate, convinced she will become the cautionary tale she can’t stop reading about. And then there’s the other worry, the one that doesn’t fit in a parenting app: the shadow in the living room that “seems to be growing.”
Sofia and Emil have a newborn, a beautiful house, and a life that looks excellent from the outside. Inside, Sofia is unraveling, and the unraveling is vicious. She senses an intruder or a presence, while her own mind slides into depersonalization and paranoia, and the book keeps asking the nastiest question in this subgenre: is the monster in the room, or is it the person holding the baby?
Eirinie Carson is a Black British writer living in California, and her published work spans essays and literary pieces in outlets like LitHub and Electric Literature, along with regular contributions focused on motherhood and family life. She’s connected to the San Francisco literary community through The Writers Grotto, which helps explain the book’s confidence with voice and its refusal to sand down thorny interior monologue into something “relatable.” Bloodfire, Baby is her first novel, which tracks with how hungry and concentrated it feels, like a debut that picked its obsession and wouldn’t let go. An interview focused on writing grief without cliché also emphasizes her interest in grief and emotional truth-telling, and you can feel that here in the way she lets motherhood be both love and annihilation without rushing to make it inspirational.
Carson writes first-person like a hand clamped over your mouth. The voice is immediate, breathy, compulsive, and sometimes hilariously mean in that sleep-deprived way where your moral compass is buffering. Sofia’s interiority is tight and claustrophobic: looping thoughts, ritualistic checking, the compulsions that pretend they’re “responsible parenting” until they curdle. The tonal consistency is one of the book’s biggest strengths. Even when Sofia says something objectively wild, it still feels like it’s coming from the same exhausted nervous system that’s been awake for forty years, not a writer yanking levers for Plot. When she describes nights as “found footage,” half-images and audio blur, that’s not just a cool line.
The pacing is mostly muscular, because the scenes are chosen for pressure, not for coverage. Carson does not waste your time on the polite version of motherhood. She gives you the repetitive labor as horror choreography: the baby is undressed, cleaned, redressed, fed, rocked, and the repetition itself becomes a trance, a spell, a cage. The middle stretch leans hard into isolation and surveillance, and if you’re not a fan of narrators spiraling in a dark room, you’ll feel a little mid-book drag. But it’s an earned drag, the kind that mirrors the days melting together when the baby sleeps in bursts and you stop trusting time. When a friend shows up “unannounced” and the living room glows red like an Argento film, the book is doing what it does best: turning domestic lighting into an omen.
Character work lands because the relationships are sharp-edged, not inspirational. Emil reads as the kind of competent partner who still does not grasp the scale of the psychic emergency, which is a familiar and painful dynamic. Dominique’s visit has that awful intervention energy, and Sofia’s reaction is both terrifying and weirdly legible: she thinks they’re “texting like traitors,” she refuses to turn on lights, she threatens violence if anyone takes the baby. Even Buffy, the mother-in-law, isn’t a cartoon villain. She’s just someone with a stable narrative of family and inheritance, which becomes a pressure point when Sofia realizes her own story has been withheld or burned away.
Setting and imagery do a lot of heavy lifting. There’s California drought talk and a modern “we need it” rain-dance refrain, plus the sense of fire rage somewhere out of view. The house becomes a creature: it “smells funny,” like burning meat or hair, and Sofia can’t locate the source. That’s a simple sensory detail that keeps blooming into dread, because it could be external danger or internal rot. Carson repeats motifs of darkness, heat, and bodily need, and she’s very good at making the reader feel sticky, thirsty, over-alert.
Dread mechanics here are two-layered. On layer one, it’s the creeping-haunting vibe: the “shadow person,” the hooded figure, the sense of being visited. On layer two, it’s the mind turning predatory, the narrator watching herself like she’s evidence. Sofia Googles safety protocols and then starts doing things that feel like safety twisted into sabotage, like hacking sleeves off onesies and obsessively clicking the thermostat because of SIDS fears. The book tightens tension by keeping the “is it real” question active while still letting concrete incidents happen. You get just enough specificity to feel endangered, and just enough unreliability to feel complicit.
Halfway through, the book makes a smart pivot into lineage, not as a tidy healing arc but as a source of power and rupture. It starts naming women, stacking generations like a chant, and it reframes the haunting as something braided into inheritance rather than a random spook in the hallway. And later, when Sofia sees shadows lining the nursery “shoulder to shoulder,” the fear drains and the scene flips from terror to terrible solidarity. That’s the kind of move that separates a decent postpartum-spiral book from one that wants to talk about history, race, and who gets to have a “known and solid” foundation.
The ending goes for rupture and recognition more than neat closure. The book doesn’t click every lock into place, and it shouldn’t. It leaves you with the sense that the scariest part is not whether Sofia was haunted, but what it costs to be disbelieved, and what it costs to finally be seen. There’s a late turn where “proof” arrives in a way that is both clarifying and destabilizing, and it feels earned because the novel has been building toward the idea that the camera, the witness, and the self are not always on the same side.
The spiral is intense and sometimes monotonous by design, and if you want external plot movement every twenty pages, you may get itchy. Also, the book’s power is in sensation and interior logic, so readers who need hard supernatural rules might feel teased. But if you like psychological horror that uses motherhood as the doorway to bigger questions about inheritance, identity, and who gets to feel safe in their own house, this is a strong, sticky read. It’s clearly enjoyable, frequently sharp, and it knows exactly how to make a nursery feel like a chapel and a crime scene at the same time.
Read if “Is it haunted or am I losing my mind?” is your favorite kind of nightmare math.
Skip if postpartum mental health themes are a no-go for you right now.
TL;DR: Bloodfire, Baby is postpartum horror that turns nursery silence into a pressure chamber, threading creeping supernatural menace through the brutally specific mechanics of anxiety and sleep-starved obsession. It lands as a sticky, voice-driven spiral with real bite and heat, best for readers who like their scares intimate, ambiguous, and emotionally ugly in the most human way.
This book smells like scorched meat and stale panic, like you left the stove on but it’s your own brain that’s burning. Sofia is new-mom exhausted and new-mom terrified, the kind of terrified that turns every mundane object into a potential murder weapon and every quiet into a trap. She posts up beside the crib like a sentry, doomscrolling WebMD and Reddit, convinced the baby monitor will fail, convinced the swaddle will suffocate, convinced she will become the cautionary tale she can’t stop reading about. And then there’s the other worry, the one that doesn’t fit in a parenting app: the shadow in the living room that “seems to be growing.”
Sofia and Emil have a newborn, a beautiful house, and a life that looks excellent from the outside. Inside, Sofia is unraveling, and the unraveling is vicious. She senses an intruder or a presence, while her own mind slides into depersonalization and paranoia, and the book keeps asking the nastiest question in this subgenre: is the monster in the room, or is it the person holding the baby?
Eirinie Carson is a Black British writer living in California, and her published work spans essays and literary pieces in outlets like LitHub and Electric Literature, along with regular contributions focused on motherhood and family life. She’s connected to the San Francisco literary community through The Writers Grotto, which helps explain the book’s confidence with voice and its refusal to sand down thorny interior monologue into something “relatable.” Bloodfire, Baby is her first novel, which tracks with how hungry and concentrated it feels, like a debut that picked its obsession and wouldn’t let go. An interview focused on writing grief without cliché also emphasizes her interest in grief and emotional truth-telling, and you can feel that here in the way she lets motherhood be both love and annihilation without rushing to make it inspirational.
Carson writes first-person like a hand clamped over your mouth. The voice is immediate, breathy, compulsive, and sometimes hilariously mean in that sleep-deprived way where your moral compass is buffering. Sofia’s interiority is tight and claustrophobic: looping thoughts, ritualistic checking, the compulsions that pretend they’re “responsible parenting” until they curdle. The tonal consistency is one of the book’s biggest strengths. Even when Sofia says something objectively wild, it still feels like it’s coming from the same exhausted nervous system that’s been awake for forty years, not a writer yanking levers for Plot. When she describes nights as “found footage,” half-images and audio blur, that’s not just a cool line.
The pacing is mostly muscular, because the scenes are chosen for pressure, not for coverage. Carson does not waste your time on the polite version of motherhood. She gives you the repetitive labor as horror choreography: the baby is undressed, cleaned, redressed, fed, rocked, and the repetition itself becomes a trance, a spell, a cage. The middle stretch leans hard into isolation and surveillance, and if you’re not a fan of narrators spiraling in a dark room, you’ll feel a little mid-book drag. But it’s an earned drag, the kind that mirrors the days melting together when the baby sleeps in bursts and you stop trusting time. When a friend shows up “unannounced” and the living room glows red like an Argento film, the book is doing what it does best: turning domestic lighting into an omen.
Character work lands because the relationships are sharp-edged, not inspirational. Emil reads as the kind of competent partner who still does not grasp the scale of the psychic emergency, which is a familiar and painful dynamic. Dominique’s visit has that awful intervention energy, and Sofia’s reaction is both terrifying and weirdly legible: she thinks they’re “texting like traitors,” she refuses to turn on lights, she threatens violence if anyone takes the baby. Even Buffy, the mother-in-law, isn’t a cartoon villain. She’s just someone with a stable narrative of family and inheritance, which becomes a pressure point when Sofia realizes her own story has been withheld or burned away.
Setting and imagery do a lot of heavy lifting. There’s California drought talk and a modern “we need it” rain-dance refrain, plus the sense of fire rage somewhere out of view. The house becomes a creature: it “smells funny,” like burning meat or hair, and Sofia can’t locate the source. That’s a simple sensory detail that keeps blooming into dread, because it could be external danger or internal rot. Carson repeats motifs of darkness, heat, and bodily need, and she’s very good at making the reader feel sticky, thirsty, over-alert.
Dread mechanics here are two-layered. On layer one, it’s the creeping-haunting vibe: the “shadow person,” the hooded figure, the sense of being visited. On layer two, it’s the mind turning predatory, the narrator watching herself like she’s evidence. Sofia Googles safety protocols and then starts doing things that feel like safety twisted into sabotage, like hacking sleeves off onesies and obsessively clicking the thermostat because of SIDS fears. The book tightens tension by keeping the “is it real” question active while still letting concrete incidents happen. You get just enough specificity to feel endangered, and just enough unreliability to feel complicit.
Halfway through, the book makes a smart pivot into lineage, not as a tidy healing arc but as a source of power and rupture. It starts naming women, stacking generations like a chant, and it reframes the haunting as something braided into inheritance rather than a random spook in the hallway. And later, when Sofia sees shadows lining the nursery “shoulder to shoulder,” the fear drains and the scene flips from terror to terrible solidarity. That’s the kind of move that separates a decent postpartum-spiral book from one that wants to talk about history, race, and who gets to have a “known and solid” foundation.
The ending goes for rupture and recognition more than neat closure. The book doesn’t click every lock into place, and it shouldn’t. It leaves you with the sense that the scariest part is not whether Sofia was haunted, but what it costs to be disbelieved, and what it costs to finally be seen. There’s a late turn where “proof” arrives in a way that is both clarifying and destabilizing, and it feels earned because the novel has been building toward the idea that the camera, the witness, and the self are not always on the same side.
The spiral is intense and sometimes monotonous by design, and if you want external plot movement every twenty pages, you may get itchy. Also, the book’s power is in sensation and interior logic, so readers who need hard supernatural rules might feel teased. But if you like psychological horror that uses motherhood as the doorway to bigger questions about inheritance, identity, and who gets to feel safe in their own house, this is a strong, sticky read. It’s clearly enjoyable, frequently sharp, and it knows exactly how to make a nursery feel like a chapel and a crime scene at the same time.
Read if “Is it haunted or am I losing my mind?” is your favorite kind of nightmare math.
Skip if postpartum mental health themes are a no-go for you right now.
April 27, 2026
Thank you to NetGalley and the publisher for this ARC!
Horror centred around motherhood and post-partum mental health definitely feel like they’re ‘in’ right now. There’s been quite a few pieces of work dedicated in a very hefty way to these themes, and I do think that it’s a very necessary narrative to be exploring.
First off, for the elements I didn’t enjoy. I wasn’t a fan of the tone of the book as we got further in- it felt like it got very repetitive (which I understand may be a stylistic choice), and I just didn’t like any of the characters. I do think as well that the tone of this book could have been shifted slightly. We see a level of emotion from our main character, Sophia, but it’s just not quite enough to get to know her.
For the good, however, I think this book contributes to an essential narrative around the mental load and what men contribute following the birth of their children. I did think too that the blending of culture and ancestry in the book was excellent, and definitely something well worth exploring.
These books are genuinely scary in dealing with these themes because they’re so realistic. They’re actually terrifying to think about and read, because they give an insight into something that is very real and very feasible. In a way, I think this book is a slightly more impressive version of the themes put across in ‘Nightbitch’ (at least, definitely for me).
The resolution of the book for me wasn’t quite what I was hoping for- I expected perhaps more of a violent ending with a little more of a statement, but I understand what the author was going for. It has to be said this is a really strong debut, however, and it should be recognised how impressive it is as a first book.
Horror centred around motherhood and post-partum mental health definitely feel like they’re ‘in’ right now. There’s been quite a few pieces of work dedicated in a very hefty way to these themes, and I do think that it’s a very necessary narrative to be exploring.
First off, for the elements I didn’t enjoy. I wasn’t a fan of the tone of the book as we got further in- it felt like it got very repetitive (which I understand may be a stylistic choice), and I just didn’t like any of the characters. I do think as well that the tone of this book could have been shifted slightly. We see a level of emotion from our main character, Sophia, but it’s just not quite enough to get to know her.
For the good, however, I think this book contributes to an essential narrative around the mental load and what men contribute following the birth of their children. I did think too that the blending of culture and ancestry in the book was excellent, and definitely something well worth exploring.
These books are genuinely scary in dealing with these themes because they’re so realistic. They’re actually terrifying to think about and read, because they give an insight into something that is very real and very feasible. In a way, I think this book is a slightly more impressive version of the themes put across in ‘Nightbitch’ (at least, definitely for me).
The resolution of the book for me wasn’t quite what I was hoping for- I expected perhaps more of a violent ending with a little more of a statement, but I understand what the author was going for. It has to be said this is a really strong debut, however, and it should be recognised how impressive it is as a first book.
November 14, 2025
I think the current cover and font choice for this book are doing it a disservice. At first glance, it almost looks like something self-published (not to throw a stone at self-publishing, but you know what I mean). I requested the ARC because of the description, and I am very glad I did, but if I had seen the book at a store and judged it solely on its appearance, I would have walked right past.
If you are a new mother, this book can be very triggering - the endless cycle of care, the feeling of loneliness, friends who drift away, separated from you by interests, bedtimes, and the ability to enjoy a cocktail for Sunday brunch.
Carson did a great job describing Sofia's downspiral into insanity, but I do wish there was a little more to the shadows. The ending felt a bit rushed. All through the novel, we are trying to figure out whose blood she is mopping off the floor (and Carson is masterful in offering us options - could it be Amina? the baby? the mother-in-law? the best friend?), and yet the resolution comes very quickly and toothlessly.
Carson's writing is beautiful, and this is overall an enjoyable, haunting read.
Thank you, NetGalley and Dutton, for sharing an advanced reader's copy in exchange for my honest review. The book is out on February 17, 2026.
If you are a new mother, this book can be very triggering - the endless cycle of care, the feeling of loneliness, friends who drift away, separated from you by interests, bedtimes, and the ability to enjoy a cocktail for Sunday brunch.
Carson did a great job describing Sofia's downspiral into insanity, but I do wish there was a little more to the shadows. The ending felt a bit rushed. All through the novel, we are trying to figure out whose blood she is mopping off the floor (and Carson is masterful in offering us options - could it be Amina? the baby? the mother-in-law? the best friend?), and yet the resolution comes very quickly and toothlessly.
Carson's writing is beautiful, and this is overall an enjoyable, haunting read.
Thank you, NetGalley and Dutton, for sharing an advanced reader's copy in exchange for my honest review. The book is out on February 17, 2026.
December 4, 2025
Bloodfire, Baby by Eirinie Carson. Thanks to @duttonbooks for the gifted Arc ⭐️⭐️⭐️
Sofia is alone with her new baby. Her husband is traveling and everyone who was there for her during pregnancy doesn’t seem to be anymore. She soon begins to see an ominous shadow and a darkness that may consume her.
I loved the beginning of this one but the pacing in the middle dragged at times for me. I still recommend it because the author is talented and it is a good book. Just be aware there may be slowing down in the middle. This is a suspenseful and scary read about new motherhood and post partum depression. There’s a lot of symbolism in it and we get glimpses of the past ancestry that come into play later on. It spirals into darkness, which may have been unexpected but it happens slowly and you’re surprised where you find yourself!
“It can be dangerously to let the pain of the past define you, but even more dangerous to ignore it.”
Read this book if you like:
-Gothic horror
-Post partum and/or mental health spirals
-Ancestry history
-Slow, downward spirals
Bloodfire, Baby comes out 2/17.
Sofia is alone with her new baby. Her husband is traveling and everyone who was there for her during pregnancy doesn’t seem to be anymore. She soon begins to see an ominous shadow and a darkness that may consume her.
I loved the beginning of this one but the pacing in the middle dragged at times for me. I still recommend it because the author is talented and it is a good book. Just be aware there may be slowing down in the middle. This is a suspenseful and scary read about new motherhood and post partum depression. There’s a lot of symbolism in it and we get glimpses of the past ancestry that come into play later on. It spirals into darkness, which may have been unexpected but it happens slowly and you’re surprised where you find yourself!
“It can be dangerously to let the pain of the past define you, but even more dangerous to ignore it.”
Read this book if you like:
-Gothic horror
-Post partum and/or mental health spirals
-Ancestry history
-Slow, downward spirals
Bloodfire, Baby comes out 2/17.
May 28, 2026
My god, I cannot stop thinking about this novel and it hasn't left my head from the moment I started reading it. This is comfortably the best horror book I've read so far in 2026, and a quite wonderful debut novel that has blown me away.
This story is the best, most realistic capture of what being a new mother is like - at least from my male point of view. The sleep deprivation, the madness, the isolation, the madness, the unhinged nature, the madness, and even the breast pumps telling you to kill people. Perfectly executed.
The characters here are brilliantly drawn. I'll start with the useless husband Emil because, wow, did he make me feel triggered and seen. Full disclosure, I struggled to adapt to being a dad for the first time and I failed on numerous occasions in those awful first few months of adjusting to having your life changed forever. I saw so many little things that Emil does here that if I didn't outwardly do myself, I would have thought was the right approach at the time. Granted, I didn't go away with work for three weeks, but the way I wanted my wife's energy and attention, the way I wanted to find quick solutions, even the way I would get far too excited from the slightest graze of a finger from my wife...it is all expertly captured here. I seriously believe all fathers to be should read this book.
I hated Emil's actions but they chilled me because they were so reasonable, so real!
Then there's Buffy, Emil's mother, who is also difficult to love and so damned triggering! I know of so many friends who complain about relatives from that generation who come round to 'help' with a new baby, only to do the opposite - instead having the new mum make them tea, and then proceed to 'advise' said mum with all the best intentions but in a way that is thoroughly maddening.
And then there's Sofia, our narrator, who is just spectacular. She takes us on a journey into postpartum suffering and doesn't flinch from anything. it is such a powerful source of horror because, unlike vampires, zombies etc, this is horror that women across the world are living every day. Reading something as brilliantly done as this novel, it's baffling as to why there isn't horror about new motherhood out there. Pregnancy horror is an obvious source of body horror, but those first few weeks with a newborn? They are ripe ground for writing some dark, disturbing and realistic terror...something this book has in spades.
As if all of that wasn't enough, we also generations of Black trauma along with class trauma thrown on top here to really grid you down. Mixed together, that could sound like simply too much trauma porn, but it works brilliantly here and is meticulously woven in the story. And, again, it's real...those postpartum weeks did into your brain and gnaw away at any weak points in can find.
I've never read anything that captured the feeling of being a new parent so well as this book. I still can't spend too long thinking about that time from my life as it was horrible, but this novel has really helped me work through some stuff in the way good horror always should - it found a trigger point for me and allowed me to explore it in a safe, if scary, place.
I can't express how much empathy I had for Sofia and how desperate I was for any of the other characters to step in and actually help. This is a wonderful piece of writing that deserves wide attention. And, for anyone about to become a parent or considering becoming a parent, you should genuinely read this book. It's all the stuff that I was furious no-one had told me about, and then some.
A stunning novel, I loved it.
This story is the best, most realistic capture of what being a new mother is like - at least from my male point of view. The sleep deprivation, the madness, the isolation, the madness, the unhinged nature, the madness, and even the breast pumps telling you to kill people. Perfectly executed.
The characters here are brilliantly drawn. I'll start with the useless husband Emil because, wow, did he make me feel triggered and seen. Full disclosure, I struggled to adapt to being a dad for the first time and I failed on numerous occasions in those awful first few months of adjusting to having your life changed forever. I saw so many little things that Emil does here that if I didn't outwardly do myself, I would have thought was the right approach at the time. Granted, I didn't go away with work for three weeks, but the way I wanted my wife's energy and attention, the way I wanted to find quick solutions, even the way I would get far too excited from the slightest graze of a finger from my wife...it is all expertly captured here. I seriously believe all fathers to be should read this book.
I hated Emil's actions but they chilled me because they were so reasonable, so real!
Then there's Buffy, Emil's mother, who is also difficult to love and so damned triggering! I know of so many friends who complain about relatives from that generation who come round to 'help' with a new baby, only to do the opposite - instead having the new mum make them tea, and then proceed to 'advise' said mum with all the best intentions but in a way that is thoroughly maddening.
And then there's Sofia, our narrator, who is just spectacular. She takes us on a journey into postpartum suffering and doesn't flinch from anything. it is such a powerful source of horror because, unlike vampires, zombies etc, this is horror that women across the world are living every day. Reading something as brilliantly done as this novel, it's baffling as to why there isn't horror about new motherhood out there. Pregnancy horror is an obvious source of body horror, but those first few weeks with a newborn? They are ripe ground for writing some dark, disturbing and realistic terror...something this book has in spades.
As if all of that wasn't enough, we also generations of Black trauma along with class trauma thrown on top here to really grid you down. Mixed together, that could sound like simply too much trauma porn, but it works brilliantly here and is meticulously woven in the story. And, again, it's real...those postpartum weeks did into your brain and gnaw away at any weak points in can find.
I've never read anything that captured the feeling of being a new parent so well as this book. I still can't spend too long thinking about that time from my life as it was horrible, but this novel has really helped me work through some stuff in the way good horror always should - it found a trigger point for me and allowed me to explore it in a safe, if scary, place.
I can't express how much empathy I had for Sofia and how desperate I was for any of the other characters to step in and actually help. This is a wonderful piece of writing that deserves wide attention. And, for anyone about to become a parent or considering becoming a parent, you should genuinely read this book. It's all the stuff that I was furious no-one had told me about, and then some.
A stunning novel, I loved it.
January 28, 2026
Nice debut! I’ve read a few post-partum / motherhood horrors at this point but I found that the generational trauma, among other details the author included had this book standing on its own. The protagonist felt both haunted and insane. Even just the domestic aspects of her life were unsettling. (Most details about having a baby are enough to scare me.)
It felt dense though. I won’t lie about having to push myself through portions of it. This author’s still on my radar now. I’m between 3 and 4 stars.
It felt dense though. I won’t lie about having to push myself through portions of it. This author’s still on my radar now. I’m between 3 and 4 stars.
February 18, 2026
Bloodfire, Baby tells the story of a newly postpartum mom whose husband leaves her at home with her 3 week old for 3 weeks due to a work trip. Sofia imagined motherhood as glamorous, luxurious, and easy, but her reality is far from what she envisioned. As the first week progresses, Sofia begins to see shadows in the corners of her home, her breast pump mutters “kill her” over and over, and leaving the house feels increasingly impossible. At first Sofia is desperate for help and companionship but as the weeks go by, she begins to lose track of time and spends more and more time creeping around the house in the dark.
This book is an absolutely haunting take on the experience of new motherhood and generational trauma. Carson takes on many different elements through this book, including postpartum depression and psychosis, generational trauma and haunting, religious trauma, parasocial relationships, racism and microaggressions, class, and privilege. This felt very ambitious to me, but I was very pleased with the execution of Bloodfire, Baby. The author managed to touch on all of these topics while creating a compelling and beautifully written narrative with great pacing and complex characters. I actually wished we had more time with Sofia and were able to explore the religious trauma aspect of her life a bit more, as well as her parasocial relationships through social media. I was surprised that the social media element of the book wasn’t more prominent, given its presence at the start of the description. In this way, the novel went in a different direction than I had anticipated, but I loved the direction the story went.
A lot of different ideas / stories came to mind while I was reading this book. I drew parallels to The Yellow Wallpaper, The Deep by Rivers Solomon, The Hunger We Pass Down by Jen Sookfong Lee, and even The Shame by McKenna Goodman.
Thank you to Dutton Books, NetGalley, and the author for providing me with an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
This book is an absolutely haunting take on the experience of new motherhood and generational trauma. Carson takes on many different elements through this book, including postpartum depression and psychosis, generational trauma and haunting, religious trauma, parasocial relationships, racism and microaggressions, class, and privilege. This felt very ambitious to me, but I was very pleased with the execution of Bloodfire, Baby. The author managed to touch on all of these topics while creating a compelling and beautifully written narrative with great pacing and complex characters. I actually wished we had more time with Sofia and were able to explore the religious trauma aspect of her life a bit more, as well as her parasocial relationships through social media. I was surprised that the social media element of the book wasn’t more prominent, given its presence at the start of the description. In this way, the novel went in a different direction than I had anticipated, but I loved the direction the story went.
A lot of different ideas / stories came to mind while I was reading this book. I drew parallels to The Yellow Wallpaper, The Deep by Rivers Solomon, The Hunger We Pass Down by Jen Sookfong Lee, and even The Shame by McKenna Goodman.
Thank you to Dutton Books, NetGalley, and the author for providing me with an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
June 13, 2026
I think this is a story that is actually two different stories in a trenchcoat, and both portions don't always gel together very well so the connection can be more abstract than coherent, but it was still done well overall and I can see the vision.
The main story is about a new mother, Sofia, who has a two-week-old, but her husband has decided to prioritise a work trip and is gone for three weeks. She is alone with her infant. This sounds like not a big deal but I can tell you that it is torture. Never in my own life have I been so tired and on the brink as when I was caring for my own infant around the clock. Just three days of it felt like three months. Every hour I was forced to be awake was literal pain. And the crying at night? The involuntary rage? The day to day depicted here is so realistic I was like, Wow so we all had the same postpartum life huh. Genuinely, the sleep deprivation for weeks on end changes your brain chemistry for good. And her husband just does not get it, he thinks throwing money at the problem is the solution, but no matter how tiring, it is not easy for a mother to entrust her precious hard-won baby to other people just like that. It's a choice between exhaustion or fear, and exhaustion can feel like the better choice.
The second story is about Sofia's estrangement from her mother, who is herself estranged from her mother, who migrated from Jamaica to seek a better life, and the other mothers before that, the girls and daughters they used to be before marriage/ pregnancy/ childbirth/ motherhood changed them. All this with the backdrop of British colonisation and its accompanying religious washing. Sofia is unable to name her daughter until she confronts her own heritage, but till then, she is as one haunted, even possessed, trapped inside a house more metaphorical than physical. Her senses hallucinate while sanity unravels; it festers, even, like rot or a wound.
The main story is about a new mother, Sofia, who has a two-week-old, but her husband has decided to prioritise a work trip and is gone for three weeks. She is alone with her infant. This sounds like not a big deal but I can tell you that it is torture. Never in my own life have I been so tired and on the brink as when I was caring for my own infant around the clock. Just three days of it felt like three months. Every hour I was forced to be awake was literal pain. And the crying at night? The involuntary rage? The day to day depicted here is so realistic I was like, Wow so we all had the same postpartum life huh. Genuinely, the sleep deprivation for weeks on end changes your brain chemistry for good. And her husband just does not get it, he thinks throwing money at the problem is the solution, but no matter how tiring, it is not easy for a mother to entrust her precious hard-won baby to other people just like that. It's a choice between exhaustion or fear, and exhaustion can feel like the better choice.
The second story is about Sofia's estrangement from her mother, who is herself estranged from her mother, who migrated from Jamaica to seek a better life, and the other mothers before that, the girls and daughters they used to be before marriage/ pregnancy/ childbirth/ motherhood changed them. All this with the backdrop of British colonisation and its accompanying religious washing. Sofia is unable to name her daughter until she confronts her own heritage, but till then, she is as one haunted, even possessed, trapped inside a house more metaphorical than physical. Her senses hallucinate while sanity unravels; it festers, even, like rot or a wound.
February 11, 2026
A huge thank you to Dutton for the gifted copy of this book!
Bloodfire, Baby is a terrifying look at motherhood and the impossibly high expectations put on both mothers and women in general. It approaches hard subjects like postpartum depression and the isolation and dehumanization some new mothers experience. The story is interwoven with Jamaican history and folklore, and examines the effects of slavery and racism and how those traumas can become generational traumas, a cycle of pain that never really ends.
I loved the brutal honesty of this story. It refuses to glamorize motherhood, instead focusing on the ugly things people don’t want to talk about. It reveals the heartbreaking truth of how people who are struggling can become invisible. The people who are supposed to care pull away because it makes them uncomfortable. The person who is struggling pulls deeper into themselves because they don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable. Yet another cycle of pain that only ends with more pain.
The story is a bit of a slow burn, but deliciously so. The mood is off kilter from the beginning. The opening scene warns that something terrible is going to happen, and we are slowly drawn towards the inevitable. Once things start unraveling, all you can do is helplessly watch through parted fingers. Things get dark and unhinged—I was literally cringing at one scene in particular—but it was the creeping sense of dread that really got me. This book will be lingering in the shadows of my mind (and causing me anxiety 😅) for a long time.
Definitely check this one out!
5 / 5 stars
✔️ HIGHLY recommend!
Bloodfire, Baby is a terrifying look at motherhood and the impossibly high expectations put on both mothers and women in general. It approaches hard subjects like postpartum depression and the isolation and dehumanization some new mothers experience. The story is interwoven with Jamaican history and folklore, and examines the effects of slavery and racism and how those traumas can become generational traumas, a cycle of pain that never really ends.
I loved the brutal honesty of this story. It refuses to glamorize motherhood, instead focusing on the ugly things people don’t want to talk about. It reveals the heartbreaking truth of how people who are struggling can become invisible. The people who are supposed to care pull away because it makes them uncomfortable. The person who is struggling pulls deeper into themselves because they don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable. Yet another cycle of pain that only ends with more pain.
The story is a bit of a slow burn, but deliciously so. The mood is off kilter from the beginning. The opening scene warns that something terrible is going to happen, and we are slowly drawn towards the inevitable. Once things start unraveling, all you can do is helplessly watch through parted fingers. Things get dark and unhinged—I was literally cringing at one scene in particular—but it was the creeping sense of dread that really got me. This book will be lingering in the shadows of my mind (and causing me anxiety 😅) for a long time.
Definitely check this one out!
5 / 5 stars
✔️ HIGHLY recommend!
February 1, 2026
I received this book from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review!
Sofia’s life is idyllic. She has married the love of her life, moved into the nicest suburbs the area has to offer, and has just had a baby girl. She’s left the trauma of her past behind, but after her daughter is born, strange things begin to happen. Her estranged mother won’t stop calling, and she begins seeing a strange entity around her home. Bloodfire, Baby is a generational horror story that entwines Sofia’s story with that of her ancestors.
Sofia’s struggle with motherhood is something that I think a lot of women will resonate with. Even before we have children, we are seen as mothers, whether it’s to our siblings, the children in our community, or even just the expectation of being future mothers. The pressure of that ideal is crushing, and Eirinie Carson illustrates that beautifully. The writing in this is very much leans into a stream of consciousness. The reader feels as though they are going mad alongside Sofia.
The pacing did feel a bit off. The book is slow in some parts and felt like it dragged a bit in the middle, but then something would happen and it would pick back up before slowing back down.
I would recommend this to anyone who enjoys horror that centers along motherhood, but especially to those who enjoy horror that tips into feeling more like literary fiction.
Sofia’s life is idyllic. She has married the love of her life, moved into the nicest suburbs the area has to offer, and has just had a baby girl. She’s left the trauma of her past behind, but after her daughter is born, strange things begin to happen. Her estranged mother won’t stop calling, and she begins seeing a strange entity around her home. Bloodfire, Baby is a generational horror story that entwines Sofia’s story with that of her ancestors.
Sofia’s struggle with motherhood is something that I think a lot of women will resonate with. Even before we have children, we are seen as mothers, whether it’s to our siblings, the children in our community, or even just the expectation of being future mothers. The pressure of that ideal is crushing, and Eirinie Carson illustrates that beautifully. The writing in this is very much leans into a stream of consciousness. The reader feels as though they are going mad alongside Sofia.
The pacing did feel a bit off. The book is slow in some parts and felt like it dragged a bit in the middle, but then something would happen and it would pick back up before slowing back down.
I would recommend this to anyone who enjoys horror that centers along motherhood, but especially to those who enjoy horror that tips into feeling more like literary fiction.
April 22, 2026
Characters: 4.00⭐️
Setting: 4.00⭐️
Plot: 4.50⭐️
Themes: 4.75⭐️
Personal enjoyment: 4.25⭐️
Emotional Impact: 4.00⭐️
Overall rating: 4.25⭐️
This was a tough read at points. It is a traumatic story about a woman's postpartum journey and the depression she experiences, but it comes in the form of an ominous shadow figure lurking in the corners of her home. She is sleep deprived, she has not been getting help for anyone in her life (even though she was not asking for it either) and her husband has run off to Europe for three weeks for work, leaving her behind.
I think this book was a really good representation of what new mothers could go through and how it could be lonely and all-consuming all at once. The horror of this story was the way Sophia was treated after giving birth and the expectations she had. What I liked about this story too was how Carson intertwined cultural references from Jamaica, talked about the excommunication of being a Jehovah's Witness and also the social media façade of motherhood too. I think this is a very interesting take on the ideologies of what woman are expected to do vs the reality of everything.
Would I recommend this book? Yes, but please check triggers since it does deal with some heavier topics.
Thank you to Dutton Books for gifting me a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
Setting: 4.00⭐️
Plot: 4.50⭐️
Themes: 4.75⭐️
Personal enjoyment: 4.25⭐️
Emotional Impact: 4.00⭐️
Overall rating: 4.25⭐️
This was a tough read at points. It is a traumatic story about a woman's postpartum journey and the depression she experiences, but it comes in the form of an ominous shadow figure lurking in the corners of her home. She is sleep deprived, she has not been getting help for anyone in her life (even though she was not asking for it either) and her husband has run off to Europe for three weeks for work, leaving her behind.
I think this book was a really good representation of what new mothers could go through and how it could be lonely and all-consuming all at once. The horror of this story was the way Sophia was treated after giving birth and the expectations she had. What I liked about this story too was how Carson intertwined cultural references from Jamaica, talked about the excommunication of being a Jehovah's Witness and also the social media façade of motherhood too. I think this is a very interesting take on the ideologies of what woman are expected to do vs the reality of everything.
Would I recommend this book? Yes, but please check triggers since it does deal with some heavier topics.
Thank you to Dutton Books for gifting me a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
February 18, 2026
4.5. Maternal horror is one of those tropes that often ends up being the most terrifying to me--and this one was no exception. I was terrified and tense and full of dread for almost the entirety of this book, but in a good way. While I definitely think this book could be enjoyable to most readers, it definitely packs a huge violent visceral punch for anyone who has experienced "motherhood" in any of its many forms. Having had a baby less than a year and a half ago, I found myself catapulted back into those sleepless, dark, lonely nights in a way that was so effective that I found myself emotional several times throughout my reading. The tie in of motherhood through generations and the paranormal haunting aspect of it was beautifully done and I really enjoyed the back and forth between generations. The narrator's continuous POV that was both heartbreaking and unreliable was a perfect way to create the emotions and terror in this story and it was very impactful. This book is really well done, and if you are a fan of maternal horror, you have to include this in your TBR.
Thank you to Netgalley and Dutton Publishing for this ARC in exchange for an honest review. I cannot wait to see what this author does next.
Thank you to Netgalley and Dutton Publishing for this ARC in exchange for an honest review. I cannot wait to see what this author does next.
April 18, 2026
This book was more disturbing and sad than scary. Sofia just became a mom and in her mind she thinks it will all come naturally. But soon she realizes motherhood is everything but easy. The shadows start to appear, she’s hearing voices, she can’t get out of her head, and her mother won’t stop calling.
Bloodfire, Baby was a mother’s cry for help intertwined with ancestral trauma. Everything became about the baby but top that off with a sleep-deprived body mixed with depression and paranoia. Sofia was lost in an altered state of mind. I think the author perfectly captured postpartum depression and the dark side of motherhood. We see Sofia experience every emotion possible loneliness, isolation, anger, and rage. One message I got from the book was the importance of fathers being present after birth not just for the baby but for mom. This one may be iffy for some but overall I enjoyed it and recommend.
Bloodfire, Baby was a mother’s cry for help intertwined with ancestral trauma. Everything became about the baby but top that off with a sleep-deprived body mixed with depression and paranoia. Sofia was lost in an altered state of mind. I think the author perfectly captured postpartum depression and the dark side of motherhood. We see Sofia experience every emotion possible loneliness, isolation, anger, and rage. One message I got from the book was the importance of fathers being present after birth not just for the baby but for mom. This one may be iffy for some but overall I enjoyed it and recommend.
November 4, 2025
WOW WOW WOW! Eirinie girl there’s NO WAY this is your first novel EVER???? From the tag line to the first chapter I was HOOKED. I am not a mother but motherhood and postpartum is something that I’ve read a lot on and will eventually cross my path. Everything Sofia was describing everything she was going through, black mom white husband newborn baby facing postpartum alone. I was HOOKED! Then you mix in the horror of something or someone lurking and preying on you in this time of vulnerability. WOOF! Everything she experiences throughout the story terrifies me because THAT COULD BE ME! I truly truly enjoyed this back and commend the author on creating a piece of work like this on a subject that is deemed taboo.
I’m going to be thinking about this for a while!
Thank you Dutton Publishing for this advanced copy!
I’m going to be thinking about this for a while!
Thank you Dutton Publishing for this advanced copy!
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
Review of advance copy received from Netgalley
Bloodfire, Baby is a visceral and stark exploration of motherhood, generational trauma, systemic racism, and societal roles in a dread-inducing horror framework that left me feeling anxious and tense, yet simultaneously comforted and connected to the world around me.
This book follows Sofia, a newfound mother who is left alone with her baby for three weeks while her husband is away for work. What follows is a spiral of self-doubt, resurfacing traumas, and paranoia as Sofia loses grip on the world around her.
This book is the epitome of "it takes a village" and what that can look like if you're Other in some way, or don't have strong connections to your own family. I am not a mother nor do I ever have any desire to be (which this book definitely reinforced lol); however, I DO have mommy issues and oh man. I was choking back sobs toward the end of this.
While I don't directly relate to Sofia's situation, she's one of those characters you can very easily see yourself in - the mental health struggles, feeling like an outsider, expectations placed on you based on gender, all of it - and my heart was breaking for her the more I read through.
This is an absolutely dazzling debut and I can't wait to see what else Eirinie Carson has in store. I can already see her as such a powerful voice that will take the horror genre by storm.
Thank you to Netgalley and Dutton books for this ARC!!! 💙
This book follows Sofia, a newfound mother who is left alone with her baby for three weeks while her husband is away for work. What follows is a spiral of self-doubt, resurfacing traumas, and paranoia as Sofia loses grip on the world around her.
This book is the epitome of "it takes a village" and what that can look like if you're Other in some way, or don't have strong connections to your own family. I am not a mother nor do I ever have any desire to be (which this book definitely reinforced lol); however, I DO have mommy issues and oh man. I was choking back sobs toward the end of this.
While I don't directly relate to Sofia's situation, she's one of those characters you can very easily see yourself in - the mental health struggles, feeling like an outsider, expectations placed on you based on gender, all of it - and my heart was breaking for her the more I read through.
This is an absolutely dazzling debut and I can't wait to see what else Eirinie Carson has in store. I can already see her as such a powerful voice that will take the horror genre by storm.
Thank you to Netgalley and Dutton books for this ARC!!! 💙
May 1, 2026
While this was such an entertaining and horrific story, I think the most important themes that come out of this are going to resonate with so many women who have struggled through postpartum. This was a harrowing story that was told so beautifully between the present day timeline and the timeline highlighting the stories of the MC’s ancestors. It was haunting in a way and opens up a conversation of how our pasts can shape our futures, how we change, how we’re perceived, and how we make decisions to either emulate or mimic those who came before us. I thought this was so well told.
Thank you to Dutton Books for a gifted copy!
Thank you to Dutton Books for a gifted copy!
February 18, 2026
TL;DR: This was not a hit for me sadly but it definitely could work for others.
Source: NetGalley, thank you so much to the publisher!
Plot: Sofia slowly descends into post partum psychosis, haunted by the ghosts of her ancestors.
Characters: Sofia is our only real character of note and she is a mess throughout this whole story.
Setting: The setting here was executed masterfully, really making the confinement and trapped feeling strong.
Horror: So many people are going to find this terrifying - I found it deeply triggering, so to each their own.
Thoughts:
Post Partum Depression and Psychosis are terrifying. I don’t think most people truly understand how deeply those things can and do affect people. I have first hand experience and I’ve seen it in other mothers around me, often times we simply struggle through. Bloodfire, Baby puts you right in the mind of Sofia who is sliding down the slope of PPD into PPP and it’s horrible.
For me this was too real, and familiar. Sofia is haunted by the ghosts of her ancestors, her mothers and grandmothers and great grandmothers, while she struggles alone in a big empty house in a white neighborhood. She never fully comes to terms or accepts what’s happening, instead falling further to inevitable bloodshed. You’re left wondering how much (I think all) of what she saw and experienced was real or how much was a haunting.
If you can handle the topic and circumstance, read this one. If you’re at all sensitive to those first few weeks of motherhood, PPD or PPP, skip this one. It’s a deeply disturbing, fast paced read that can definitely work for some.
Source: NetGalley, thank you so much to the publisher!
Plot: Sofia slowly descends into post partum psychosis, haunted by the ghosts of her ancestors.
Characters: Sofia is our only real character of note and she is a mess throughout this whole story.
Setting: The setting here was executed masterfully, really making the confinement and trapped feeling strong.
Horror: So many people are going to find this terrifying - I found it deeply triggering, so to each their own.
Thoughts:
Post Partum Depression and Psychosis are terrifying. I don’t think most people truly understand how deeply those things can and do affect people. I have first hand experience and I’ve seen it in other mothers around me, often times we simply struggle through. Bloodfire, Baby puts you right in the mind of Sofia who is sliding down the slope of PPD into PPP and it’s horrible.
For me this was too real, and familiar. Sofia is haunted by the ghosts of her ancestors, her mothers and grandmothers and great grandmothers, while she struggles alone in a big empty house in a white neighborhood. She never fully comes to terms or accepts what’s happening, instead falling further to inevitable bloodshed. You’re left wondering how much (I think all) of what she saw and experienced was real or how much was a haunting.
If you can handle the topic and circumstance, read this one. If you’re at all sensitive to those first few weeks of motherhood, PPD or PPP, skip this one. It’s a deeply disturbing, fast paced read that can definitely work for some.
June 12, 2026
I was so excited to get my hands on this and it lived up to my expectations. This story was a slow burn but I got lost in it easily bc I have been in postpartum hell. Sofia is a good and unreliable character. We get glimpses of her past and it's like I wanted more of that but it was juuust enough to let me fill in the blanks myself which I liked. Sofia really goes off the rails bc her husband just leaves her and the new born for 3 weeks alone and I do not blame her even a little bit.
I really enjoyed the folklore aspect of this! The ending came fast and hard which I feel like worked for the subject matter. This is a book I can see myself revisiting.
I really enjoyed the folklore aspect of this! The ending came fast and hard which I feel like worked for the subject matter. This is a book I can see myself revisiting.
June 21, 2026
Brilliant display of post partum psychosis.
March 24, 2026
Baby, WTF?!
March 3, 2026
There were a lot of themes in this book that worked for me. Race, class, family troubles, motherhood, generational trauma, cultural differences, etc. My biggest complaint with this book was not necessarily the content itself, but rather the marketing and the pacing. Calling this book “horror” feels a little inaccurate. I wouldn’t consider it terribly scary. This is a problem I often have with “horror” books though, that they rarely seem to fit the mold of what I would imagine a horror book would be. With that in mind, perhaps this is a me problem. In terms of pacing, it felt like the first 80% of this book went by slowly. The last 20% was event after event after event. Of course I don’t expect a book to come out of the gate swinging in chapter 1, but the first 80% felt a bit too slow, the next 15% really ramped it up, and by the time I hit the last 5% it felt like too much happened in too short a time. For that reason, the ending felt unsatisfying to me.
Don’t get me wrong, this book is well-written, well thought out, and just generally well done. I’m sure it will work better for others, but the pacing pulled it down for me. Thank you to Eirinie Carson, Dutton, and Netgalley for early access to this eARC!
Don’t get me wrong, this book is well-written, well thought out, and just generally well done. I’m sure it will work better for others, but the pacing pulled it down for me. Thank you to Eirinie Carson, Dutton, and Netgalley for early access to this eARC!
June 22, 2026
I wanted to like this a lot more than I did. This is listed as a horror, but it moves very, very slowly. For the majority of the book, I was wondering when the horror was going to kick in. The slow postpartum mental breakdown was well-written, although I felt the flow got broken up by the few chapters that referenced Jamaican folk tales. It makes sense at the end, sort of, but by that point I was 90% into the book. When things start to get really interesting, all the air is taken out of it quickly.
Ultimately, I'm not really sure what this book is trying to say, and then it just...ends. There's allusions to Sofia having had mental health challenges previously, but those are pretty glossed over and you're never really given much explanation at all for what is happening, or why. It felt like there is a deeper, more in-depth book buried underneath this, but it never gets there. It also seems unsure on how it wants the author to feel about Sofia and her choices, and it's hard to say when it ends so abruptly. Ultimately, this was a big miss for me, and it just barely counts as horror.
Thank you to Netgalley and the publisher for a copy in exchange for my honest review.
Ultimately, I'm not really sure what this book is trying to say, and then it just...ends. There's allusions to Sofia having had mental health challenges previously, but those are pretty glossed over and you're never really given much explanation at all for what is happening, or why. It felt like there is a deeper, more in-depth book buried underneath this, but it never gets there. It also seems unsure on how it wants the author to feel about Sofia and her choices, and it's hard to say when it ends so abruptly. Ultimately, this was a big miss for me, and it just barely counts as horror.
Thank you to Netgalley and the publisher for a copy in exchange for my honest review.
November 7, 2025
Huge thank you to Penguin Random House for this ARC
This one just didn’t land for me the way I hoped. The premise hooked me, Jamaican ancestral shadows, legacy, haunting echoes of the past? I was ready to be obsessed. And truly, the concept is incredible. But execution-wise… whew. We didn’t really get a plot until about 86%, and by that point I was clinging on purely out of stubborn reader loyalty.
For most of the book, we sit with one woman doing and saying the same things on a loop, like being stuck in a spooky dream you can’t wake up from, eerie in theory, but it drifted into monotonous in practice. And that final line? Had me staring at my Kindle like… are you joking right now?
To be clear: the writing itself is strong, and the author clearly poured intention and cultural depth into this story. I LOVE the ancestral element, and I would absolutely pick up another book by them, just not this one.
This one just didn’t land for me the way I hoped. The premise hooked me, Jamaican ancestral shadows, legacy, haunting echoes of the past? I was ready to be obsessed. And truly, the concept is incredible. But execution-wise… whew. We didn’t really get a plot until about 86%, and by that point I was clinging on purely out of stubborn reader loyalty.
For most of the book, we sit with one woman doing and saying the same things on a loop, like being stuck in a spooky dream you can’t wake up from, eerie in theory, but it drifted into monotonous in practice. And that final line? Had me staring at my Kindle like… are you joking right now?
To be clear: the writing itself is strong, and the author clearly poured intention and cultural depth into this story. I LOVE the ancestral element, and I would absolutely pick up another book by them, just not this one.
February 17, 2026
I loved this one. I read it back to back with Trad Wife and pregnancy horror is a terrifying genre.
Bloodfire, Baby is a great read for Black History month. We follow Sofia, who at first seems to have an idyllic life. Beautiful new home, doting husband, beautiful new baby girl. But then her husband…leaves on a work trip for 3 weeks after she just gives birth. What???? I immediately detested him, She wants to do this all herself without the help of a nanny. Her mother in law is intolerable and racist. Her husband is no where to be found. And post partum depression is rearing its ugly head. Couple that with extreme matriarchal generational trauma.
We travel back in time to see that Sofia’s female descendants from Jamaica also struggled after giving birth. They were followed by a shadow figure.
I loved this book and would highly recommend to those who love gothic, isolation, and unreliable narratives.
Bloodfire, Baby is a great read for Black History month. We follow Sofia, who at first seems to have an idyllic life. Beautiful new home, doting husband, beautiful new baby girl. But then her husband…leaves on a work trip for 3 weeks after she just gives birth. What???? I immediately detested him, She wants to do this all herself without the help of a nanny. Her mother in law is intolerable and racist. Her husband is no where to be found. And post partum depression is rearing its ugly head. Couple that with extreme matriarchal generational trauma.
We travel back in time to see that Sofia’s female descendants from Jamaica also struggled after giving birth. They were followed by a shadow figure.
I loved this book and would highly recommend to those who love gothic, isolation, and unreliable narratives.
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