Meido: Living Beyond Childhood Fear by Kevin Cooper starts out like something out of The Exorcist and instantly eases to the gentle gardens the author lived in when a child. The contrast is startling and effective as if comparing Mark Twain’s writing with Stephen King, both equally brilliant. The author masters at scene descriptions: the colors of butterflies, the texture of plants, a caterpillar crawling from a leaf up his arm, the minutiae of description on an ominous spider; all serve to draw the reader into a feeling of being there, a mark of well written prose. The outside gardens, three different in nature and description, move into the house with equal detail and invitation as the story continues, introducing his sister, father, soon to be stepmom and grandparents. It’s a sweet life, before meido, leaving the reader to wonder what the hell brought the child out of his idyllic life to the hell about to be introduced. The lovely home, the grandparents home, changes to a new one devoid of gardens, devoid of the things that comfort a child, devoid of safe adventure and her in the cold house it begins. The family expands, mysteries unfold, and the reader is taken on an interesting ride. The journey reads comfortably with many twists, turns, and lurid parts done that continue to hold the reader and are not distasteful. In and out of schools, relationships, family dynamics, and situations faced by a growing boy, this book does not disappoint. Cooper has a gift for the pen and is very easy to read. This book was read in one day, two sittings, which was a sweet way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

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