Oddly enough, this morning my husband and I were watching a show on Robert Hanson, the serial killer that hunted and murdered women in Alaska as if thOddly enough, this morning my husband and I were watching a show on Robert Hanson, the serial killer that hunted and murdered women in Alaska as if they were prey. That led to a discussion about a book that he remembered reading (I use that term loosely, since he is not a big reader, but more of a skimmer) back in high school. He couldn't remember the name of the book, but he swore it had something to do with games (he even suggested The Hunger Games at one point - lol) and there was a picture on the inside that had a scope and a deer. It was bothering him so much that he couldn't figure out what the name of the book was, so I googled "book where man hunts people" and found this, and to my excitement, I was able to download and read it for free.
This was written way back in 1924 and the topic of humans hunting humans (which I wonder if it was any inspiration for Suzanne Collins) is one that has been brought up in many different books, movies, and tv shows, so the storyline was obviously predictable. Even so, it was extremely eerie because of the man hunting. He was such a calm, calculating individual which makes his hunting human sport that much more creepy.
The setting, the characters, the writing, and the subtlety of the ending is one that more authors might want to look in to. I enjoyed reading this because it reminded me yet again how so many authors choose to declare their readers too stupid to figure out what is going on and spell every little detail out instead of hinting at it and letting the readers figure it out on their own.
This story had a creepy Sixth Sense feel to it. Mr. Greene has a way of building an impeding sense of doom in his tale which caused my heart to flutteThis story had a creepy Sixth Sense feel to it. Mr. Greene has a way of building an impeding sense of doom in his tale which caused my heart to flutter in anticipation of what would happen to the twins. I've always been a firm believer in the fact that fear is only a state of mind, however sometimes that fear can manifest itself so deeply into the core of our being that it consumes us. This short story (and short it truly is) uses only a few words, but the words the author chooses not only had a profound effect on me, the reader, but I also connected with the character so easily that his fear seemed so real and palpable, that I too felt it.
It's stories such as this one that I have to thank goodreads for becaus had I not seen a friend's review over it, I may have never found it!...more