Full disclosure: Steve Soderquist, like me, is a Damnation Books author. We exchanged books for honest reviews. Writers support writers.
With that, “Farm House” made me tense. It made me go check on my family several times to make sure they were sleeping safely. It kept me reading through the night because I wanted to know what was going to happen. This book is a coiled snake, hypnotizing you with its gaze while it deliberately unfolds. You read this, and you are snared. I was caught from the beginning by despicable, yet human characters. The evil that men do is fully on display here in all of its ugliness. “Farm House” starts out darkly, then goes on to show that evil begets evil.
I read this, and secretly envied Soderquist for some his passages, wishing I had come up with these lyrical descriptions about what’s going on in his characters’ heads. I mean, I really wish I had come up with some of the lines in his book. Damn him for his skill!
“Farm House” is populated by real people. I felt what Soderquist wants his readers to feel for them: compassion, hatred, sadness, despair, everything Soderquist hypnotized me into feeling. These aren’t characters, but flesh-and-blood people with real motives, real emotions and honest reactions to a horror meticulously unraveling around them. That made me all the more tense. I connected to his people. I knew his people, not his characters, but his people. I read about this happening to real people. Those poor people…
The protagonist in “Farm House” is a damaged soul. She is evil by no fault of her own, a victim of evil. It happens every minute of every day: people are damaged and victimized, then become stronger and better, or every bit as evil as the perpetrator that ruined them, if not more. So, do you hate the monster that didn’t start out as a monster, or feel pity for the victimized child deep inside no matter how evil and remorseless they have become?
The damaged soul in this book is metamorphosed into an evil spirit of vengeance, her past littered with the corpses of those unlucky to meet her on her way to fulfilling her perceived divine destiny. Those that believe their bloodstained fates are divinely ordained are the most dangerous.
This book isn’t torture-porn, but it will make your own body parts ache with something akin to phantom pains as Soderquist describes the torment she has come home to deliver. Remember to check on your family once in a while.