Stephen Graham Jones has penned yet another winner with The Only Good Indians. Ten years after poaching elk, four men are haunted by that decision in ways that turn not only nightmarish, but deadly. Readers follow the plot through multiple perspectives, providing layers of insight throughout the narrative. The book is well-paced, providing multiple climatic points until the last 20% of the book, which hits the gas and doesn't let up. Readers of horror, suspense, and psychological thrillers will all enjoy the bracing read. Jones centers Blackfeet experience, and Crow are also prominently featured. Woven into the narrative are issues of racism, prejudice, and reservation life. A great book.

Brutal and original horror novel. I can't believe this is my first Stephen Graham Jones novel. After reading The Only Good Indians I'm definitely looking forward to reading more of his work. Maybe it's just me but Jones reminds me of Joe Lansdale. Southern Fried Horror! It's really refreshing reading a Native American story, especially one that falls in the horror genre. Other than Owl Goingback I don't think I've read hardly any(at least none that come to mind) Native American horror stories. TOGI has great characters, and while odd and strange at times, it is engaging(great pacing) all the way. You could probably classify this novel as nature fun amok except on a much smaller scale. As in the scale of a vengeful elk. Yes, it sounds kind of out there and goofy but it works and it's really fun and horrific. There's more to it than just a vengeful elk. Think Native America spirits taking revenge and you're on the right track.. I'll leave it at that and not give away too much. Just read it! It will stay with you long after you've read it!

Dark and beautiful, THE ONLY GOOD INDIANS by the talented Stephen Graham Jones is a stunning work of art that gripped my heart and blew my mind.

Vivid characters and locations brought this sometimes shocking story to life for me, and I devoured the second half of the story in a wild-eyed frenzy.

This is the kind of book that lingers with the reader long after the final page is turned. I highly recommend this haunting masterpiece!

I did not finish this galley. The number of editing and grammar errors bothered me enough and made it tough to read without concentrating on the errors.

The Only Good Indians is the story of four friends desperately trying to escape the consequences of a night ten years in the past. A night where they took too much from the hunt and now an entity is out to get its comeuppance. A horror story woven with American Indian culture. A sizzling tension… a low growl for dozens and dozens of pages until a snap of the teeth. I was shocked by the frequent twists. Told is an urgent style that puts the reader in the hip pocket of the narrator, lodged in there with a skinning knife and a history of violence.

I read many horror novels and stories of the supernatural, and this one blended the real and the mind-f*cking so blisteringly well. There are several scenes at the beginning of the book where one of the men, Lewis, sees a ghost or image of a long-lost nightmare. He spends parts of several chapters trying to recreate the imagining in an effort to find its origin. Jones describes this obsession with such a circular way that I felt all wrapped in the character’s mind. A nightmare of justifications and promises to change and move on start to turn Lewis on himself and others in his life. This is just one character, but Jones follows through in the rest of the novel. Gore and all!

Read this one for a shock or six. And plenty of excellent writing that will get you into the heart and head of evil.

4.5 out of 5 stars

Thank you to NetGalley, Saga Press, and the author for an advanced copy for review.

I'm not really sure how to feel about this book. It was SO weird. An elk woman coming back to enact revenge against God 4 men who killed her, many of her herd, and caused the death of the calf she was carrying? It's such an odd premise and was super slow to get started. The last 10% of the book was what really saved it for me, so if you can stick it out til then it becomes a blood rushing pulse pounding terror filled nightmarescape and then just....ends. It's a pretty good ending, I would have given this 5 stars were it not for the achingly slow build up and just overall oddness of the plot.

An entity born of a tragically violent incident from the youthful past of four American Indian men leaves them fighting for their lives and their sanity. Ruthlessly hunted, the friends are caught in the spotlight as their actions and traditions they thought they didn't believe in anymore render them powerless against the tidal waves of rage that lied dormant for years.

"It was so easy. He was so fragile, so delicately balanced, so unprepared to face what he'd done."

I love randomly finding out that the author of a book I've wanted to read actually lives in my home state, I'm not entirely sure why it makes me so happy but there it is. I also enjoy learning new things - I surprisingly didn't know about elk ivory. It's something that's never come up with anyone that I know of that hunts elk. I have always been fascinated by Native American culture and beliefs. Some cultures and places just have that pull for me - the other that comes to mind is Egypt. My grandmother told me that our family had a American Indian ancestor but honestly, I would have to do a DNA test to believe it. If I actually do, what then? Claiming it or wanting to research it more would just make me feel like an impostor. One thing I will always wonder about is what this country would look like if the Europeans hadn't been *insert choice word here*, bringing sickness, death and religion with them.

"These are the kind of wrong thoughts people have who are spending too much time alone. They start unpacking vast cosmic bullshit from gum wrappers, and then they chew it up, blow a bubble, ride that bubble up into some even stupider place."

The prologue of the book sets the tone for the rest of the novel and the newspaper headings are a tragically comical way to break up what's currently happening. Really the only portion of the book that I struggled to get through was Lewis even though the events are interesting his character is a little dry. The interactions with the garbage disposal though - seriously I couldn't help but laugh out loud. The way The Only Good Indians is written definitely leaves you wondering if the entity inflicting its wrath upon the men in this story is a facet of guilty imagination or real. This book gives a interesting approach to herd mentality and collective memory. There is so much grief wrapped up in this novel - on both sides. Stephen Graham Jones does an amazing job transferring the character's uncertainty, horror and confusion to you - the reader. The ending for this book - seriously... all the feels like a sucker punch to the gut.

The Only Good Indians does have it's fair share of sensitive topics - gore/death/murder both animal and human, alcohol/drug use being the main ones that stick out. I highly recommend this book to readers who love slow burn horror, American Indian culture, supernatural/paranormal and thriller novels. I would like to thank the publisher Gallery Books for granting my wish for this book through NetGalley.

I have picked this book up at least 5 different times now and I just can not force myself to keep reading. As soon as I start my eyes glaze over and I start daydreaming. So like many other reviewers have said.....this one just isn't for me.

Thank you to NetGalley and to Gallery / Saga Press for kindly granting my wish for an arc.

What a freaky, mind-blowing and unforgettable read!

The beginning of this gutsy book grabbed my attention and it was hard to quit reading. Like many others, I stumbled through the writing style. It was hard to stay engaged at times, but it was worth it. This author has one freaky imagination!

This absolutely gorgeous cover caught my eye several times before I finally read the description. Indian culture and tradition has always fascinated me, then the horror aspect sealed the deal.

You’ll need a tough stomach to get through this one, for sure. Lots of blood and gore, both animal and human. It’s totally different from anything I’ve read before! Difficult at times, but I’m glad I stayed with it.

Whether you love this one or dislike it....it won’t easily be forgotten!

Thank you to NetGalley, Saga Press and Stephen Graham Jones for this ARC, in exchange for my honest review!

<b>My Rating: </b> 4 ⭐️’s
<b>Published:</b> May 19th 2020 by Gallery / Saga Press
<b>Pages:</b> 320

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An interesting blend of the Native American condition in THERE, THERE and the horror of Stephen King's CUJO or PET CEMETERY. Killing a herd of elk can mean meat in the freezer for all the people on the reservation but when an ill planned hunt goes horribly wrong an entity called Elk Head Woman is let loose to exact revenge on the hunters. Ten years pass but the memory of that night is still fresh in the minds of the four young guys as they are about to pay the price for a mistake of their youth. This book is a paradox that shows the loss of pride, respect and remembrance of the old ways with the mythical spirit of the elk woman who takes out her revenge on the four because they did not respect the old ways of only hunting what you can eat and need. It is graphic and true to its horror roots yet also gives a great viewpoint of the modern day Native American trapped in the futility of living on the reservation. The language is choppy but authentic and it took me a bit of time to get used to the back story of each character which can lull you into a false sense of calm before the next horrific event. This book will appeal to readers who enjoy the violence and sheer terror of a good horror novel but also like reading between the lines for more of a story. My thanks to the publisher for the advance copy.

I usually have a lot to say about a book, good or bad.  I also usually know where to start a review.  I want to say so much about The Only Good Indians, yet I feel that anything I try to say will be insufficient.  But here it goes.....



I went into this one pretty blind on the storyline, and I'm glad I did.  This is one of those books that you can't really describe without giving away major plot points, something I try not to do in my reviews.  But to sum this up as best as my limited vocabulary can, it's a story that is realistic yet surreal; there are modern graphic horror bits and Native American mythological  stories interwoven into one.  It truly is a story of revenge and redemption, and maybe not in the ways you may think.

I loved this story.  This is one to be savored and appreciated, and one I think you won't be able to put down.  This is also one that will haunt my dreams for some time to come.... my less than 5 stars is only due to my lack of knowledge when it comes to basketball which pulled the story down a bit for me.

A huge thank you to NetGalley for sending me an advanced e-copy for review.

And another huge thanks to Stephen Graham Jones for writing this!!

Woe is me.........

I so wanted to love this one with its Native American theme. The Prologue grabbed me right off the bat reaching back in time to nine years in the past. Stephen Graham Jones had me transfixed while introducing Ricky Boss Ribs, a member of the Blackfeet tribe, who worked on a drilling crew in North Dakota. Ricky finds himself outside of a bar after too much to drink. The moon seems to be playing tricks as Ricky spots a young elk running wildly into the parked vehicles in the lot. As the alarms blast through the night air, their owners come to find only Ricky. And only Ricky will pay for the damage with his life.

The Only Good Indians is the complex story of Lewis and his three friends who will walk past the graveyard of past events. Lewis lives with his wife, Peta, in Great Falls. They have a mutt of a dog named Harley. Lewis works at the local post office and his wife works at the airport as a landing signaler. Lewis will begin to have visions of something that will creep into their lives and demand revenge after so many years. Those visions will cause him to react painfully out of character.

The Only Good Indians could have been a superb piece of work. It led with its weight of horror rather than with the weight of its characters. The story is told solely from the perspective of Lewis. The others (except for the introduction of Ricky) fill up background space. Point of view should have been rounded out with Peta as she views Lewis coming undone.

Instead we have too much dead space filled with comic books and unnecessary details. Stephen King sinks heavy doses of horror into his novels, but he delivers in spades with well-developed characters and their emotions who carry the tale to the end. The horror in this one was just serving up gobs of gross and not creep. True creep makes all the difference in the world. It's what lives with the dust bunnies under the bed at night. Perhaps the next offering will take on a greater lustre.

I received a copy of this book through NetGalley for an honest review. My thanks to Simon & Schuster (Gallery/Saga Press) and to Stephen Graham Jones for the opportunity.

It has taken me a little while to get this reviewed because I actually had to hide my Kindle for a spell due to how much the book scared me around the halfway point. I've never had a book scare me so thoroughly that I had to essentially pretend it didn't exist so that I could get on with my life without jumping at every single noise.

It wasn't the blood and gore that was so frightening (although there was a lot of that), it was more the psychological impact the book had on me. You follow the events as they quickly devolve into sheer insanity, making not only the characters but the reader start to wonder what is real and what isn't. Even when faced with reality, it's hard to come to grips with it. And this is as the person reading it, heaven help the characters actually living it.

As a side note, being of native descent it's been amazing seeing so many indigenous authors getting more recognition. I'm Yaqui which is a completely different tribe geographically and culturally, but it is still been a wonderful development seeing authors beyond Sherman Alexie getting a lot of buzz. Stephen Graham Jones seriously deserves the buzz!

The Only Good Indians was a visceral book both physically and psychologically, taking on the horror genre in a completely unique and terrifying way. This was my first time reading anything by this author but I have a feeling he's going to become one of my favorites to read. I can't thank NetGalley and the publisher enough for giving me a chance to read this.

Full review to come on my blog closer to publication.

"The Only Good Indians" is a at times soft & quiet, and at others, very visceral, remaining terrifying throughout. Using sparse prose, Jones gives us a story of four Blackfeet men who ten years ago were illegally hunting elk on tribal land, killing a pregnant elk in the process. They end up losing their hunting privileges, but ten years later, are at risk of losing their lives to a malevolent force looking for revenge. The writing is tight, keeping tension levels high at all times. This one will be on a lot of"best of" lists come the end of 2020!

Stephen Graham Jones' latest novel is a dark, suspenseful journey through a decade in the lives of four friends bound together by a tragic mistake. The first chapter is one character's chilling, standalone story reflecting the racial tension and cultural biases he's endured throughout his life. The immediately ominous atmosphere represents only a glance at the dark mystery yet to unfold and demonstrates the author's ability to effortlessly create tension and character depth within a few pages. As the story explores more of the four friends' lives on and off the reservation, the reader becomes aware of the strong influence folklore has had on their personalities. .

Character authenticity makes The Only Good Indians really come alive, everyday activities infusing the plot with profound significance as each person quickly becomes three-dimensional. The story has the hallmarks of the very best horror, but events in the last half of the book effectively negate the formidable tension established in the first half. For this reader, the potential of the masterfully crafted mystery is nevery fully realized, and the end result is less satisfying than it should be. Without giving anything away, much of the established plot is rendered moot by a sharp turn of events toward the end of the book. For some, this might serve as a satisfying twist, but for others, their established loyalties and emotional investment will seem fruitless.

Fans of Pet Sematary will find this territory simultaneously familliar and foreign, with a trigger warning to anyone sensitive to animal death (though the author handles these scenes expertly with absolutely no excessive detail). I was disappointed in this book only because of the enormous scope implied in the early chapters. The end result is considerably more narrow, but still clearly crafted by a master storyteller. If anything, I wish this story had been longer, with more time to build to the shocking conclusion.

Thank you to NetGalley and Gallery/Saga Press for the ARC.

It took me awhile to really get into the story but I soon became captivated. This book took me on a roller coaster of emotions and has still stuck with me days after reading. The ending had me tears so just a heads up to have a box of tissues close by.

Thank you to Netgalley for an opportunity to read and review this book!

The Only Good Indians follows the vengeful spirit of an elk and her unborn calf as she stalks and plots revenge on four men, who in their youth, slaughtered them on tribal land reserved only for elders.

Though a slim novel, Graham really fleshes out the four main characters through their relationships with loved ones, the internal and external struggles with both staying and leaving their land, and the unspoken uneasiness of what they did years prior to the elk. This makes the carefully placed violence all the more startling - pretty sure I gasped out loud at some points.

I did find this novel disjointed at times. A bit more cohesion between the different sections and the point of view of the elk would have strengthened the story and made less confusing in parts. Despite this, I will absolutely be reading more Stephen Graham Jones in the future!

A challenging read that is worth every bit of effort it takes to enter the world of modern American Indian culture and society, The Only Good Indians is not only a riveting literary novel, it's one of the most frightening thrillers of the past decade with a "monster" that rivals Joe Lansdale's "God of the Razor" as the ultimate terrifying bit of imagery in modern horror.
Central to the novel is a short vignette about friends hunting elk illegally, finding a herd, and killing them indiscriminately. That's it. Any more would constitute a spoiler--yet from this seemingly innocuous sketch, all hell breaks loose.
The prose in The Only Good Indians rivals that of literary greats--Faulkner, Updike, Bellow, and McCullers come to mind immediately. But to go one step further, Stephen Graham Jones makes the conscious (I think) choice to switch back and forth from a hypotactic to a paratatic voice almost seamlessly throughout the novel and the effect of that leaves the reader off balance and unsure whether they're reading about a character's psychological torment or a supernatural persecution. Couple this mind-spinning "Did I just read what I think I read?" with the extraordinary snippets of personification where the reader experiences the consciousness of one of the hunted elk (sorry, can't say more) and you've got yourself an unforgettable tour-de-force unlike anything you've read before.
The complexity of this novel seems purposeful; it forces the reader's attention and it demands immersion into Indian culture, beliefs, values, and symbols. And that engagement is vital to experience the terror that awaits.
Overall, an absolutely brilliant novel.

I tend to read ravenously, often pouring myself into a book and then quickly forgetting it as I move on to the next. So it is worth stating that The Only Good Indians has stayed in my mind well after finishing it at the beginning of the year. The hook that brings me back to it is the completely unique (and awesomely bizarre) final fifty pages or so, but what holds my attention is the way Jones was able to craft brilliantly flawed yet sympathetic characters. I would recommend this book to anyone willing to handle a good amount of gore and some very unpredictable plot developments.

The Only Good Indians, by Stephen Graham Jones

Short Take: Horror that hurts in the best and deepest way.

(*Note: I received an advance copy of this book for review.*)

Hello lovelies, and welcome to my least favorite week of the year. I lost an hour of the weekend, plus there’s a new virus running around that sounds like it’ll be targeting me and my crappy lungs personally. It’s all the makings of a Mostly Miserable Monday, and my body is convinced that I absolutely should not be awake right now.

Spoiler alert: I’m awake. And not terribly happy about that.

But if there’s one thing that can always lift my mood, it’s digging into a delicious book by an author I hadn’t read before. The thrill of discovery is second only to the marvelous sensation of being completely consumed by a story, and oh my sweet nerdlings, this is one that will swallow you whole and leave you shuddering for days.

Ten years ago, four young Native American men did something stupid, and careless, and wasteful, as young men of all ages and ethnicities do. But these four young men were spitting in the face of forces they didn’t fully understand and now, they are going to Pay The Price for their actions.

I’m not going to elaborate on the story, because although it’s great (seriously, the plot and pacing and characters were all spot-on), the story itself is almost secondary to the world Mr. Jones has created (or maybe re-created?) on the page.

(I’m going to add some personal context here that might elicit a “well duh” from more than a few, but I really do live in an extremely culturally isolated place, so bear with me, k?)

I have always lived in an area where the Native population is virtually zero. Sure, some people may be part Cherokee or whatever, but that’s meaningless here. It’s like being part Irish - it’s met with indifference or an “oh that’s cool” and the conversation moves on. Which means that in this part of the US of A, we aren’t exposed to any of the Native heritage, the myths and tribal customs, the language and the dances. But we also don’t see the ugly parts of being Native today that are too common elsewhere - the discrimination, addiction, and poverty.

So while I’ve been aware of these things at a civics-class, sort of absently-intellectual level, I never really FELT the beauty of Native culture, or fury at the injustices that are still being done today, and that’s where Stephen Graham Jones kicked my pasty nerd hiney up one side and down the other, because The Only Good Indians is a full-body immersion in both sides of Native life in the 21st century, and it’s absolutely breathtaking.

And it’s that blending of ancient myth and modern-day just-getting-by that makes the horror of the story so effective. I immediately found myself caring so much about these flawed but oh-so-human and sympathetic characters, and peeking over my shoulder in case [spoiler] might be back there and getting closer, and maybe gasping just a little as I felt the heat of the sweat lodge, knowing what was lurking in the shadows.

But the real beating heart of The Only Good Indians is the author’s voice. The story is told in a stream of consciousness style that feels somehow urgent but also like a deeply personal conversation, a late-night sharing of secrets, a heartfelt truth that makes even the fantasy elements feel so real.

And oh yeah, it’s damn suspenseful and scary and all the other things you want in a horror novel too. Trust me, I’m too tired and cranky to lie.

The Nerd’s Rating: FIVE HAPPY NEURONS (and a gallon-size jug of antibacterial hand soap. Wash ‘em, people!!)