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The first time I read the book I was about twelve and I read it just for fun. It made me feel really smart to read a book that thick. I enjoyed the sex and violence in it, too. I must have read that book something like ten times. I had whole passages memorized but there was still something new that kind of jumped out at me when I read it.
I won’t attempt to tell you the whole thing but it was sort of about this guy who marries this really pretty woman and them trying to start a new life out in a country house somewhere in New England. But it’s really about the Jackthief. The Jackthief is something that is totally beyond human understanding. He’s kind of like a vampire but he doesn’t drink blood or any stupid fuckness like that. What he does is destroy everything else like the important shit around a human and, eventually, their very soul. That’s how they always say it in the book. They never just say “soul.” It’s always their “very soul.” He takes it, their very soul, away from whoever he’s decided to haunt. And this main character guy, the one who’s just married the pretty blond girl from New York, has been haunted by the Jackthief since he was a real little kid only it has to make some sort of bargain with people before it can take all these important things away from them. So, even though the Jackthief haunted this guy when he was a child, he couldn’t do anything about it because the bargain has to be meaningful. A kid would sell his soul for a can of pop, but a grownup has to think more about it.
So the Jackthief waits until this poor guy’s been married for a few years. And this guy, he’s a real big blob. I think that’s one of the reasons I liked that book so much. It’s like Blackwell knows what blobs are like and he makes this main character a classic blob and has the Jackthief be really cruel to him. Anyway, this blob is married for a few years and he starts to get bored of his pretty wife who hasn’t done anything to really make him bored—“variety’s the spice of life” and all that shit was this blob’s philosophy, I guess. So the Jackthief creates this other woman who isn’t real—she’s like a ghost or something—but she’s so beautiful that no man, let alone a blob, could possibly resist her. And this man’s been looking for another pretty woman to put his dick into, anyway. So when the man’s pretty wife is away at work, the man fucks this other woman. From the first time he sees her, he can’t think of doing anything else. He goes around for a while feeling really sorry about what he did. Afterwards, though, Blackwell makes the blob feel really guilty but mainly because the fuck wasn’t anything too special. The guy realizes he just needed to get it out of his system. A couple months later his wife tells him she’s pregnant and he’s overjoyed because he thinks the baby will bring them closer together and they live like this for a few months, blissfully happy, until his wife tells him that she doesn’t think the baby is his. When he finds out that his wife might have fucked someone else, too, he gets worked up into a psychotic rage and kills his wife by throwing a blender at her head. At the pinnacle of his rage he cuts her open and drags the baby out, dancing around the house with it, “wearing the umbilical cord like a necklace.” By morning, he’s cleaned himself up and decides to go to work. As soon as he walks in, the boss is standing there telling him he’s no longer needed, he’s fired. Then the guy says, “But we’re expecting a baby.”
The whole book builds to this great climax when the Jackthief sends this other ghost woman back to the blob and the blob follows her out into the woods because she’s told him that if he follows her then everything will be as it was before. Instead, he’s dragged into the heart of the Jackthief who ends up being this ancient spirit that forms itself from the black twisted trees and the moon above,
The first time I read the book I was about twelve and I read it just for fun. It made me feel really smart to read a book that thick. I enjoyed the sex and violence in it, too. I must have read that book something like ten times. I had whole passages memorized but there was still something new that kind of jumped out at me when I read it.
I won’t attempt to tell you the whole thing but it was sort of about this guy who marries this really pretty woman and them trying to start a new life out in a country house somewhere in New England. But it’s really about the Jackthief. The Jackthief is something that is totally beyond human understanding. He’s kind of like a vampire but he doesn’t drink blood or any stupid fuckness like that. What he does is destroy everything else like the important shit around a human and, eventually, their very soul. That’s how they always say it in the book. They never just say “soul.” It’s always their “very soul.” He takes it, their very soul, away from whoever he’s decided to haunt. And this main character guy, the one who’s just married the pretty blond girl from New York, has been haunted by the Jackthief since he was a real little kid only it has to make some sort of bargain with people before it can take all these important things away from them. So, even though the Jackthief haunted this guy when he was a child, he couldn’t do anything about it because the bargain has to be meaningful. A kid would sell his soul for a can of pop, but a grownup has to think more about it.
So the Jackthief waits until this poor guy’s been married for a few years. And this guy, he’s a real big blob. I think that’s one of the reasons I liked that book so much. It’s like Blackwell knows what blobs are like and he makes this main character a classic blob and has the Jackthief be really cruel to him. Anyway, this blob is married for a few years and he starts to get bored of his pretty wife who hasn’t done anything to really make him bored—“variety’s the spice of life” and all that shit was this blob’s philosophy, I guess. So the Jackthief creates this other woman who isn’t real—she’s like a ghost or something—but she’s so beautiful that no man, let alone a blob, could possibly resist her. And this man’s been looking for another pretty woman to put his dick into, anyway. So when the man’s pretty wife is away at work, the man fucks this other woman. From the first time he sees her, he can’t think of doing anything else. He goes around for a while feeling really sorry about what he did. Afterwards, though, Blackwell makes the blob feel really guilty but mainly because the fuck wasn’t anything too special. The guy realizes he just needed to get it out of his system. A couple months later his wife tells him she’s pregnant and he’s overjoyed because he thinks the baby will bring them closer together and they live like this for a few months, blissfully happy, until his wife tells him that she doesn’t think the baby is his. When he finds out that his wife might have fucked someone else, too, he gets worked up into a psychotic rage and kills his wife by throwing a blender at her head. At the pinnacle of his rage he cuts her open and drags the baby out, dancing around the house with it, “wearing the umbilical cord like a necklace.” By morning, he’s cleaned himself up and decides to go to work. As soon as he walks in, the boss is standing there telling him he’s no longer needed, he’s fired. Then the guy says, “But we’re expecting a baby.”
The whole book builds to this great climax when the Jackthief sends this other ghost woman back to the blob and the blob follows her out into the woods because she’s told him that if he follows her then everything will be as it was before. Instead, he’s dragged into the heart of the Jackthief who ends up being this ancient spirit that forms itself from the black twisted trees and the moon above,
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