“The Confessional” by A.K. Kuykendall is a look into the horrors behind the scenes of the Catholic Church. The Church may not have invented prostitution or pedophilia, but the leaders of that scandalous institution not only profited from their own brothels, they developed homosexual pedophilia into what can easily be described as a tradition. The lives of innumerable boys have been tainted, blighted, or outright destroyed by these so-called men of God.
This is the story of Altar Boy Reinhold Commons Webster, an innocent, scholarly and devout child who turned the tables with the help of the fallen Archangel Lucifer.
I’ve read only a handful of authors who weave truth into the lies that form the foundations for fiction, especially horror fiction. Koontz has done it. A quote from King describes it: “Fiction is a lie. GOOD fiction is the truth within the lie.” Kuykendall has taken it to heart and fully exposes the truth of today’s headlines into the fiction and mythology of the Catholic Church.
It’s said that Hemingway never wrote a story that contained a word of more than three syllables. His argument was essentially; keep it simple so everyone will understand. I disagree and so, I believe, does Kuykendall. There are authors, there are writers... good ones all; but, they are no match for the wordsmiths. Kuykendall is a wordsmith extraordinaire. I love great stories whereby the lies are based on truth and the author concomitantly challenges my vocabulary. “The Confessional” is a brilliant story, executed by a master wordsmith, designed to entertain and educate the reading public. I loved it; I think you will, too.