A spring night, soft moonlight, five beautiful Prom Queen candidates, dancing couples at the Shadyside High prom—these should be the ingredients for romance. But instead they’re a recipe for terror…
I could pretend that I did not read Prom Queen in October of 2016 but I will not.
I liked that it was small and short. I miss the small mass market paperbacks that you can put in your purse. I miss the artsy cover arts of the 90s. I miss feeling like there was an expansive world out there in horror *sigh*
I like the idea of Fear Street, the nostalgia, more than what the story is today.
Book version of jump scares (ugh)
feeling detached/underwhelmed by it all
There was seriously a point where I was like I do not actually like this book. I wanted to put it down which is never a good sign.
characters mesh together/they are not distinct. Did not like any of the characters because they were all mean. I am not into this thing where people are mean to each other and call themselves friends (unless it is fun which it was not in this case)
Kind of guessed who did it early on (which probably was easy because I read almost all of the Fear Street books as a kid)
I wish I liked it because the books are old enough to be easily and cheaply accessible in used book market. I just did not feel any excitement while reading it. Overall it was blah.
I need some good (diverse) horror books in my life.
(image and synopsis are from goodreads)