A review by blossom_holland
The Saturday Night Ghost Club by Craig Davidson

dark emotional mysterious medium-paced

5.0

“I was scared—with that crystalline, childish fear of being caught and punished. That fear thrashed behind my rib cage like a bird in cupped hands, perhaps the last truly childlike instance of that emotion I’d ever feel. That fear is a kind of magic. As you get older, the texture of your fear changes. You’re no longer afraid of the things you had absolute faith in as a child: that you’d die in convulsions from inhaling the gas from a shattered lightbulb, that chewing apple pips brought on death by cyanide poisoning, or that a circus dwarf had actually bounced off a trampoline into the mouth of a hungry hippo. You stop believing in the things my uncle believed in. Even if your mind wants to go there, it has lost the nimbleness needed to make the leap. That magic gets kicked out of you, churched out, shamed out—or worse, you steal it from yourself. It gets embarrassed out of you by the kids who run the same stretch of streets and grown-ups who say it’s time to put away childish things. By degrees, you kill your own magic. Before long your fears become adult ones: crushing debts and responsibilities, sick parents and sick kids, the possibility of dying unremembered or unloved. Fears of not being the person you were so certain you’d grow up to be.” 

The Saturday Night Ghost Club by Craig Davidson is a poignant coming-of-age novel that blends nostalgia with the supernatural. Set in 1980s Niagara Falls, it follows twelve-year-old Jake as he joins his eccentric uncle’s ghost-hunting club. What begins as a summer of eerie adventures gradually reveals deeper, haunting truths about trauma and memory. Davidson’s writing is both tender and eerie, capturing the bittersweet transition from childhood innocence to the complexities of adulthood. The novel is a beautifully crafted exploration of how the past continues to haunt us in unexpected ways.

Perfect for fans of Stranger Things and Gravity Falls.