Join me this month as I read Anne Rivers Siddons’ The House Next Door, a creepy novel about a couple who live next door to a suburban Atlanta house that just might be the cause of all its inhabitants’ troubles.
Here’s a description:
“Thirtysomething Colquitt and Walter Kennedy live in a charming, peaceful suburb of newly bustling Atlanta, Georgia. Life is made up of enjoyable work, long, lazy weekends, and the company of good neighbors. Then, to their shock, construction starts on the vacant lot next door, a wooded hillside they’d believed would always remain undeveloped. Disappointed by their diminished privacy, Colquitt and Walter soon realize something more is wrong with the house next door. Surely the house can’t be “haunted,” yet it seems to destroy the goodness of every person who comes to live in it, until the entire heart of this friendly neighborhood threatens to be torn apart.” (from Google BookSearch)
Stephen King thought so highly of this book that he called it a great example of “the new American gothic.”