NIGHTINGALE HOUSE has all of the ingredients for a classic horror story, but ends up coming out a bit undercooked.
Daniel and his young daughter, Caitlyn, move into Nightingale House, a place he bought with his wife before she died in a tragic car accident. He’s optimistic that this will be a new start for him and Caitlyn, and that he can get started on writing his second novel. After hearing strange dripping noises (amongst other things), and after Caitlyn starts talking more and more about her friend that only she can see, Daniel starts to research the house’s history and finds that it might turn out to be his biggest nightmare.
Sounds solid, right? This is not a bad book. I found it engaging enough, and it’s a quick read. I think my issue is the writing. Except for a couple scenes, this feels like a children’s ghost story, or maybe YA. It’s not scary, atmospheric, or very chilling at all. The dialogue is so cheesy that I felt like I was reading a script for an ABC Family movie. There’s nothing wrong with that, but it’s not my cup of cappuccino. The first 5 chapters or so has a lot of moments where Daniel is thinking internally, and his thoughts keep being cut off mid-word by some sort of interruption. The repetitiveness of the interruptions were distracting, and I’m glad the author finally stopped it. The best parts of the book are the chapters that read as a diary from 1900. I found those scenes interesting, and was eager to know how it would tie to the present.
Seeing as how I received an ARC for another book by author Steve Frech, I will be giving him another try at some point. Many people enjoyed this more than I did, so I may very well just be the wrong reader. To me, it was just a bit bland when I was expecting a lot more. 2.5 stars rounded up.
Thank you to HQ Digital, Steve Frech, and NetGalley for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.