I know you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, but this one really drew me in. It gives very little away, other than it’s clearly going to be disturbing, and I love it. The chalk man is C. J. Tudor’s gritty debut thriller and I was really excited to finally get my hands on a copy.
It’s 1986. Twelve year old Eddie and his group of friends live the life, biking and adventuring. When Fat Gav gets a mysterious bucket of chalk for his birthday, the friends create their very own secret code; little chalk stick men. One day the chalk men lead them to a mutilated body. In 2016 Eddie receives a mysterious letter in the post. It contains a single figure; a chalk man…
Is it a prank? Or is history repeating itself? What really happened all those years ago?
It’s been a while since I had a book that I couldn’t stop thinking about. I’d put it down to get on with my day and an hour later I’d still be thinking about it. I’d be craving one more chapter. One more paragraph…
It had all the classic markers of a great thriller- pacy with plenty of twists and turns (some very obvious, others I didn’t see coming at all). Narrated by Eddie, the story flits back and forth between past and present, slowly filling in the gaps of both mysteries. This format really works for me and keeps me wanting more. I liked Taylor’s use of gruesome description, although others will find it a bit much. It’s ultimately a creepy, tense, roller coaster ride. And I loved every minute of it.
I’m excited to see what she writes next.