Well, not a very successful book. But really, in order to decide that, you'd have to know what the author's intent was, right? Here it just isn't clear. Now, that's not always a bad thing, but here, as is so in most "horror" tales, it is a bad thing. Everything about the story seemed rather arbitrary. It could've begun anywhere, could've gone anywhere, could've ended up anywhere. It just didn't matter. There was some good atmospheric stuff, but more often than not it was unnecessary, thrown in just to show how well the author could put you in the setting of the story. To make this review short, keep you horizons narrow and this will be a mind-blowing novel. Read more than three or four books in your life and this thing will either bore you or fall apart before your eyes. Hey, and here's something funny: I read this thing three times. Why? I think it was something in the drinking water here. I had forgotten reading it. Maybe it's just not good enough to remember but not bad enough to outrage the reader enough to always remember it and resent the author. In other words, it's like a lot of the horror being pedalled out there. Happy dumpster-diving.