A review by coleridgegirl
Road to Nowhere by Christopher Pike

5.0

Yes, that’s right. Here I am with a five star review of a cheesy YA horror book from the 90s. Do I have any shame writing this after just giving King Lear three stars? No. First, Shakespeare has his own rating system (as do most classics). I don’t feel like it’s even fair to judge them on the same scale as other books. So a Shakespeare three is still basically a five. Secondly, this page is MY reading record. It’s what I liked and didn’t, and I try to add my thoughts after reading. Although this is an old read, it broke my heart when I was a teenager and I needed this book when I read it. It’s another horror as metaphor thing I love so much, and at the time when I was reading this, I was very depressed and in a constant state of suicidal ideation. This meant a lot to me then.

No, I’m not an idiot. Objectively, I understand Shakespeare is better than Pike. Subjectively and emotionally, though, this book affected me more than King Lear did at this point in my life.