Before I started reading Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs, I took off the book jacket and placed it on the coffee table. I didn’t want that image anywhere near my bedroom, where I was convinced it would give me nightmares. That picture is scary.

The book is scary too, but only for a little while then it evens out into a nice time-travelly tale about a bunch of strange kids. I’m glad it did too, because the creepy, crawly, suspense is not exactly my cup of tea, and some of the accompanying pictures were the stuff of nightmares. Seriously, there’s this picture of twin, dead-eyed ballerinas in Harlequin costumes that still makes me shudder in horror.

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