R. L. Stine
After enjoying The New Girl, I wanted to read another Fear Street book. I looked at several, but eventually grabbed this book for $2.99 on Amazon and finished it in two days. While the price is what drew me to The Secret Bedroom over other available Fear Street novels, its plot kept me hooked; it was hard to put this book down! I might have finished it in a day if this wasn’t Finals week.
I can safely say that I am addicted to Fear Street now. While I have a soft spot for Goosebumps, these books are much higher quality than Goosebumps, and although I know I’ve read some of these in the past, I don’t have vivid memories of which ones, exactly. Maybe I’ll recognize them when I get to them; after enjoying these two books so much, I plan to read the entire series.
I vaguely remember reading Fear Street when I was in Middle School. I was more into Goosebumps by R. L. Stine, and then later, Animorphs by K. A. Applegate. I stumbled across this Fear Street book on Amazon about a week ago, and despite my promise to not buy anymore books until I clear some of my queue, I snagged this and dove in head first. Now I need to read them all.
This book was awful… -ly amazing. It had some laugh out loud stuff going on, some cringe-worthy teen behavior, ninja gymnastic stunts, and a dead cat in a locker. When you read R. L. Stine, you just need to sit back and enjoy the ride. Don’t ask questions. Don’t look for literary elements. Don’t expect everything to make sense.