So I wasn’t a fan of Horrorstor and had no interest in reading more of Hendrix’s books, but I couldn’t help grabbing How to Sell a Haunted House. I’m not even sure why. Honestly, I think it was just the cover. I mean, maybe we just got off on the wrong foot with Horrorstor and needed a second date to figure out if the chemistry really worked or not.
This may come as a surprise, but this story is about a haunted house. But even worse, it involves puppets and dolls…I think FlimFlamingo’s description of “puppet gore” is appropriate. And it doesn’t matter if they meant it ironically or not, the effect really is the same, which is to say it’s horribly funny.
What I liked about this book is that it kept me reading and wanting to go back to it when I put it down with the added bonus of ticking a lot of classic haunted house buttons for me. And it had the right amount of campiness – an issue I had with Horrorstor. One of the best chapters involved a funeral with overly zealous puppeteer attendees. And Hendrix knew the genius of this scene, as he reprises the funeral at the end of the book in a fun way that was reminiscent of Michael Rogalski’s Horrostor illustrations – one of the best things about that book.
So I’m on the fence about Hendrix, I didn’t really care for Horrorstor, but I liked How to Sell a Haunted House. I wonder if the issue is that I didn’t quite get Hendrix’s humor. Maybe he’s an acquired taste…? I guess I’ll have to pick up another one by Hendrix to break the tie and decide if we’ll keep dating or not.