When All the World Sleeps: Daniel Whitlock and Joe Belman
Daniel Whitlock is terrified of going to sleep. And rightly so: he sleepwalks, with no awareness or memory of his actions. Including burning down Kenny Cooper’s house—with Kenny inside it—after Kenny brutally beat him for being gay. Back in the tiny town of Logan after serving his prison sentence, Daniel isolates himself in a cabin in the woods and chains himself to his bed at night.
Like the rest of Logan, local cop Joe Belman doesn’t believe Daniel’s absurd defense. But when Bel saves Daniel from a retaliatory fire, he discovers that Daniel might not be what everyone thinks: killer, liar, tweaker, freak. Bel agrees to control Daniel at night—for the sake of the other townsfolk. Daniel’s fascinating, but Bel’s not going there.
Yet as he’s drawn further into Daniel’s dark world, Bel finds that he likes being in charge. And submitting to Bel gives Daniel the only peace he’s ever known. But Daniel’s demons won’t leave him alone, and he’ll need Bel’s help to slay them once and for all—assuming Bel is willing to risk everything to stand by him.
Guest review by Tina
So, here we are, almost two weeks later, and I still don't have the words. All the feels, but no words. Looks like it's time to wing it.
Have you ever tried to explain a dream to someone? One of those dreams that was more feelings and colors with some random blocks of lucidity mixed in, like puzzle pieces of your sleeping and waking mind, past, present and things that never happened? That's what writing this review feels like for me.
I've given up trying to write some coherent examination of the characters and the story or even something that would do WATWS justice. I just can't do it. I can't break it down into pieces or detach myself from it. Because, again, how do you explain a dream to someone who's not in your head?
This book has all the feels. All of them. It's eerie and creepy, but not in the typical 'killer in the woods' or any psychological thriller. It's melancholy and sad, but then hopeful and sweet with a hefty dose of sexy thrown in for good measure.
I was sucked in, chewed up and spit out several times over reading WATWS. And left on the other side begging, 'Please, Misses, may I have some more?'
Read it. Just read it and you'll see.