In the Books featuring The Abattoir of Dreams by Mark Tilbury

Good morning and welcome to this week’s edition of In the Books, featuring The Abattoir of Dreams by Mark Tilbury.

Mark

About the Book: The past is never far away.

Michael Tate has not had an easy life. With his father in prison, and his mother dead, Michael was sent to Woodside Children’s Home.

Now an adult, Michael wakes up in hospital from a coma suffering from amnesia and paralysis. Confused and terrified, he is charged with the fatal stabbing of his girlfriend, Becky. He also learns he attempted to end his own life.

Detective Inspector John Carver is determined that Michael is sent to prison.

With no way of defending himself, Michael is left in his hospital bed awaiting transfer to remand.

But then strange things begin to happen and his childhood comes back to haunt him.

Can Michael ever escape the past?

Will he ever discover the truth about Becky’s murder?

And why is DI Carver so eager to make him suffer?

My Review: I’m a huge fan of Mark Tilbury’s books, and this is no exception. From the very start, the author does a fantastic job of building suspense. We’re taken on Michael’s journey as he struggles to remember his life and come to terms with his past.

What really stuck out to me was the magnificent way the author played with my emotions. While it was hard to keep reading at times due to the subject matter (child abuse), I wanted to find out what happened next bad enough to keep turning the pages. I became so engrossed in Michael’s story that I wanted to find out what happened to him that put him in the hospital, and what the future held for him. I also have to admit, the biggest reason I loved this book was that the villains were so well written, I wanted to push through to see what happened to them. Some characters are just meant to have a horrible end.

I’ve noticed flashes of my favorite author, Stephen King, in Mr. Tilbury’s other books, but this one, I think, is on par with many of Mr. King’s works. In true King fashion, I was reminded of the occasional stories I’ve read about atrocities committed in foster homes and other institutions, and it helped to bring the story to life in a way that many often fail to do. This story stuck with me for a while, and I doubt I’ll ever forget it.

There are few books out there that deliver the same kind of punch as The Abattoir of Dreams, and that puts this book and the author into the stratosphere, in my opinion.

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About CP Bialois

Where do I begin? Well first I guess it's only fair to say that CP Bialois isn't my real name. It's a collaboration I made out of the three greatest pets anyone could ever want. My real name is Ed and I'm just an average person that has found a way to do what he loves. For as long back as I can remember I loved to pretend. Whether it was with my Transformers, GI Joe, or He-Man toys I loved to create intricate plots and have them fight it out. As a fan of horror, science fiction, action, and comedy I dare say my taste in movies are well rounded. Some of my favorites were Star Wars, Star Trek, martial arts, and anything with Swarzenegger in them. I'd write my own stories about the characters I saw in the theaters or TV or I'd just daydream about what I'd see myself as the hero of course. You can't have a daydream without beating the bad guys, getting the girl, etc. It's just not right to envision yourself as a flunky or sidekick. As far as books I loved Sherlock Holmes, Treasure Island, Dracula, and the normal assortment. My early love was the Star Trek novels, I'd read them or the Hardy Boys relentlessly. For a time I could tell you the plot of over a hundred books not to mention comics. I have to come clean and say that I learned to read because of comic books. I was bored, make that extremely bored when we started to read in school. Reading "the cat fell down" really didn't interest me. My dad, who continues to astound me with his insight to this day, figured comics would work. With that in mind he went to the newstand in town and bought issues of Donald Duck, Scrooge McDuck, Tales From the Crypt, and Spider-man. He patiently read through them with me until I picked it up. Whether it was him or the comics I learned to read in about two weeks and for a while few were as good as I was. For years after that whenever we'd go out he'd always spring for a couple of comic books for me. While it wasn't exactly the perfect beginning everything I've ever read or have seen has influenced me in some way and now is the time I'd like to share some of the ideas I've had over the years with all of you. I hope you enjoy my stories, they're always fun to write and I don't see myself stopping anytime soon.
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