Despite being closed for submissions, curiosity gets the best of him and he takes a look at the anonymous author’s bizarre manuscript—only to find himself obsessed with the titular Mister Bones, a mysterious entity rumored to steal your bones as you sleep, one by one, until he's replaced your entire skeleton with an unknown substance.
But is Mister Bones real, and has Daniel unintentionally summoned him?
Or, as Eileen suspects, has he finally cracked from stress and lost his mind?
From the writer of WE NEED TO DO SOMETHING and ABNORMAL STATISTICS comes Max Booth III’s I BELIEVE IN MISTER BONES, a harrowing exploration of indie horror publishing, internet curses, and the universal terror of the human skeleton.
Daniel and his wife Eileen are small press publishers preparing to host a book festival when a weird email pops up in Daniel's inbox with the subject I Believe In Mister Bones. Since they are closed to submissions, he ignores it. Unfortunately, he is unable to stop thinking about it. He retrieves the email from his trash and soon becomes obsessed with it. Before long, he starts to believe in Mister Bones, a supernatural being that steals the bones of its victims and replaces them with an unknown substance.
This was such a fun read because it alternated between hilarious and creepy scenes. I loved the back-and-forth banter between Daniel and Eileen. I personally have anxiety over all things medical and I can relate to not having health insurance so one of my favorite parts of the book was their visit to the only doctor they could afford.
I would recommend this to any reader who enjoys a touch of satire with a splash of comedy mixed into horror.
My thanks to Book Sirens.
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