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    <body><![CDATA[I've taken dumps that were more frightening than this book.<br/><br/>I've worked in bookstores: new, used, independent and big-ass chain stores. You want scary? Write about the incompetence rife in Barnes &amp; McNoble's management. I've been out of there for more than a decade &amp; I still twitch someti...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/5321950">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I expected to adore this book, because I love bookstores and I love horror, so what could be better than combining them? As it turns out, what could be better is combining them and then actually writing a climax and ending that had anything at all to do with the previous foreshadowing and buildup.<br/>...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/43663791">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Campbell manages to superbly capture the unique social hierarchy and experience of working in a book store. He offers a fun yet sharp edged take of everything from corporate policy, to weird customers, to inter-employee politics, and so on.<br/><br/>There is no term which can better describe this bo...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/9417854">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[A bookstore can be a wonderful, welcoming place of both commerce and curiosity. That's the goal for Woody, an American recently transferred to England to run a branch of Texts. He wants a clean, orderly store and lots of sales to show his bosses when they arrive from the States for a pre-Christmas inspection. Not easy given the shop's location in a foggy strip mall.And things keep going wrong. No matter how often the shelves are put in order before the doors are locked at night, when the staff returns in the morning, books are lying all over the floor, many damp and damaged beyond repair. The store's computers keep acting up-errors appear in brochures and ads and orders disappear completely. And even when the machines are turned off, they seem to glow with a spectral gray light.The hit-and-run death of an employee in the store's parking lot marks a turning point. One employee accuses another of making sexual advances and they come to blows. Between one sentence and the next, one loses his ability to read. The security monitors display half-seen things crawling between the stacks that vanish before anyone can find them.Desperate, Woody musters his staff for an overnight inventory. When the last customers reluctantly depart, leaving almost-visible trails of slime shining behind them, the doors are locked, sealing Woody and the others inside for a final orgy of shelving. The damp, grey, silent things that have been lurking in the basement and hiding in the fog may move slowly, but they are inexorable. This bookstore is no haven. It is the doorway to a hell unlike any other.]]>
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  <read_at>Tue Apr 01 00:00:00 -0700 2008</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[Well, the plot  and any suspense generated by said plot are middling at best. However, as a bookseller, I was amused by the mundane details supplied by the author. Honestly, the only reasons why I bought the book was that it was on the bargain table and the fact we have an overnight inventory coming...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/21486412">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[This really struck me as one of those books that famous people write because they know someone will buy it, and not because they have anything worthwhile to say.  I mean, come on, a haunted Borders?  By the end I was just counting the pages until it was done.  <br/><br/>While he hinted at some dar...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/15290646">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[This is a very slow moving, but creepy book.  It took me almost a month to read it, which is quite a long time for me, but I eventually DID finish it, which I guess is something.<br/><br/>It's very Lovecraftian in that it doesn't really reveal much and the creepiness just sort of hangs about the e...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/71393852">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[This book was such a steaming pile of worthless that I actually made a blog post with a photograph of the cover, urging people not to read it. Unutterably dull, pointless, and meandering; and after a few hundred pages of nothing- it has no ending! Joy.<br/><br/>The verdict: Avoid at all costs.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[gave me bad dreams, but he had the chain store details dead right<br/>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[It took me over 300 pages to realize I hated this book.  British restraint isn't the most conducive thing to horror... countless descriptions of the greyness of fog just aren't scary.  Quit reading it, and still wonder why I didn't make that decision sooner.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Texts is a bookstore where things go bump in the night...and in the day. I had high expectations for this one, especially since <em>Nazareth Hill</em> by Campbell is such an excellent read. However, this was barely readable. The lyricism of <em>Nazareth Hill</em> is nowhere to be found in <em>The Overnight</em> and the charac...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/431304">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Quite creepy thus far.<br/><br/>Update: have lost interest. Abandoned it some time ago, picked it up and tried to get back into it, but just don't care that much about any of the characters. I like the premise, though (and love Ramsey's short ghost stories), so might give it another go at some poi...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/37453201">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Other reviews of this book are right on.  I enjoyed the characters but it didn't make up for the lack of climax.  It starts off good, keeps you reading and you may actually get to a point where it's hard to walk away, but all of that leads to an anti-climatic finish.  Even some un-resolve.  I wouldn...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/14900242">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Campbell is one of the masters of horror, no doubt, and this  tale of creeping dementia, paranoia, forgotten local history, barely seen phantasms and freaked-out stock clerks doing an overnight inventory at a strip mall (or British equivalent) booksellers engulfs the reader in wholly. Wonderful, cre...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/28020566">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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