Wow.

The blurb from the back of the book:

Jack once saved August’s life…now can August save him?

August is a misfit with a pyro streak and Jack is a golden boy on the varsity rugby team—but their intense friendship goes way back. Jack begins to see increasingly vivid hallucinations that take the form of an elaborate fantasy kingdom creeping into the edges of the real world. With their parents’ unreliable behavior, August decides to help Jack the way he always has—on his own. He accepts the visions as reality, even when Jack leads them on a quest to fulfill a dark prophecy.

August and Jack alienate everyone around them as they struggle with their sanity, free falling into the surreal fantasy world that feels made for them. In the end, each one must choose his own truth.

Written in vivid micro-fiction with a stream-of-consciousness feel and multimedia elements, K. Ancrum’s The Wicker King touches on themes of mental health and explores a codependent relationship fraught with tension, madness and love.


It is difficult to put into words how I felt when reading this book. It was an emotional rollercoaster.

The Wicker King deals with so many issues: mental health, pyromania, illness and neglect.

It is clear right from the start that August and Jack have feelings for each other. They just aren’t ready.

The story is told primarily from August’s POV, but what we actually read is Jack’s story.

I don’t want to say too much as I don’t want to ruin the story…but Jack leads August on a crazy mission in his vivid world, and August goes along with it, intent that he should be following Jack and doing what he wants.

Then it goes too far. August knows that Jack needs help and he is given countless opportunities to ask for it.

Essentially, both August and Jack have been neglected by all adults in their lives.

This is such an important story, and one that will stay with me for a long time. I can’t wait to read more from this author.

I gave it ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️