What. A. Mess.

I had high hopes for this book after reading 'The Southern Book Club's Guide to Slaying Vampires', but unfortunately this book did not live up to it at all.

I felt like I was constantly missing information and on the back foot while reading this, but not in a good, mysterious way. I don't know if it was Hendrix intentionally trying to make the reader feel that way and get in Lynette's head, bad writing, or my comprehension skills. For example, the character Stephenie Fugate was mentioned in passing near the start, then 100 pages in we're given her brief backstory, then another 100 pages she's there in person but it's like we're expected to know exactly who she is with no context. There's no reminder "she's the one from Camp Red Lake" we're just expected to remember everything only from her name, and no further context is given. I, for one, could not, and spent a long time skimming back over the book to figure out who she was. There were also SO many final girls with their own stories/villains and I couldn't keep them straight in my head, and I normally have a very good memory for book plots. 

There were also just some weird things that made no sense. Like at one point Michelle just seems to pluck an adult diaper out of thin air. No mention of where she got it from, and I doubt she'd just have them hanging around in her car. Also, at one point Lynette said - "It's time for this to end. After Stephanie, there will be no more final girls."... How does taking out ONE twisted kid mean no-one will ever mass murder again??? Very strange.

Lynette was insufferable. Some of the document text is crazy small. I didn't feel ANYTHING other than annoyance while reading it. And it gave the vibe that it was trying to be satirical but also serious, and ended up being a poor version of both.

So a disappointingly underwhelming read. Hopefully some of Hendrix's other books will work for me.