They say never judge a book by its cover but who tf are “they” anyways & whateva, I do what I want. So when I saw the cover of BPS’s latest “To Break a Pale Yolk,” my first thought was it was gorgeous. My second thought was “mmmm but wtf am I looking @ sweetie?” with my head cocked to the side looking at a child’s artwork on the fridge. Then I started reading the story & it all clicked. More-so, it perfectly encapsulates another killer BPS book. It’s weird, folksy, creepy, yet still beautiful throughout…just don’t ask what it is. Just read the story & enjoy the ah-ha moment like I did.
Quick synopsis:
Jessica is a quiet preteen little church mouse living in a small town. She mainly keeps to herself, goes to school, helps her mom, & goes to church. Her only real friendship is her sole escape. So when a terrible accident happens, her world is rocked. Recovering, she begins to see things differently, including things that can’t be real, or can they?
This is one of BPS’s quieter works but what he lacked in volume he made up for in heart, prose, & a haunting plot; while still throwing some gruesome deaths in to keep the gore hounds @ bay. I’m not one to shy away from religious trauma/horror, but it seems like so much is used for shock factor & it never truly delivers the way…well…someone who GETS IT could make it sing. This was not the case with To Break a Pale Yolk @ all. Brandon “took me to church,” so much so I felt the tangible burning. The writing was beautiful, even through the heavy mood/imagery throughout. You feel for Jessica, you get pissed for her, then you watch her rise to the occasion & close the book with a “good for her” tear in your eye. 🥲 Highly recommend this one, as well as everything else BPS puts out. He never misses!