The blurb for this story set me up for a certain kind of story and, surprisingly, it wasn’t exactly what I thought it would be. Don’t get me wrong, there were twists and turns and some surprises, and it definitely held my attention despite not leading me where I thought it would. The beginning was not like a traditional thriller. It was a slow start that built through the first almost ¾ of the book. I liked it a lot and being surprised by a few things made it even more enjoyable. It didn’t take me long to read it, because it moved fast and held my interest.
There were a couple of places where I thought the protagonist, Tess, was a little naïve and slow on the uptake, but it served the plot, so I can get past that. She wasn’t one of those heroines that make the reader want to slap some sense into her and the naivety was somewhat understandable.
The minor characters like Tess’s brother and husband were well-drawn with good back stories and motivations for their actions. Her husband, Josh, was a bit OCD, but that showed the author put a lot of thought into how he would act as well as react to Tess. I did get a bit peeved at Josh a few times, but to me, that’s a sign of a good story since it means I am relating to the characters.
I have a friend who lost her child in similar circumstances to how Tess and Josh lost Lily and so much of how these characters dealt with their grief was familiar to me from what my friend and her husband went through, the scenes dealing with the sadness, loss and lack of communication really resonated with me. Well done to the author for being able to realistically write about such horrific loss as well as making the story suspenseful.
This one is a 4.5 star read for me. A hard subject handled skillfully.
This story is set in my hometown, Pensacola, and features many local landmarks as well as restaurants I love to visit- all local owned and operated, some by more than one generation! It’s a tour of my town as well as a bit of a thriller with some romance woven in. Buy link
I’ve had Vincent Price on my mind the last few days. I loved that man. He was such a great actor and his voice was awesomely wicked. I’ve been hearing Thriller on the radio a lot the last few days and I just adore the part where Vincent recites the poem. When he says, “the foulest stench is in the air, the funk of 40,00o years…” I can almost smell of whence he speaks.
I was watching Laura the other day and was surprised to see him. It had been so long since I’d seen it, I forgot he played one of the characters. It’s a great story. A cop falls in love with a murder victim.
Vincent in "Laura"
Who could forget him in House of Wax? If you never saw that one, it is particularly creepy. Check it out. He was also a great villain- Professor Ratigan- in The Great Mouse Detective– my Number One son’s second favorite animated movie (right behind The Sword and the Stone).
Betcha didn’t know this- Vincent Price was a gourmet cook and wrote several cook books. He also appeared on television cooking shows. I think that’s pretty cool.
Needs to stay in his grave and quit trying to comment on my blog. Better yet, he needs to stay in the jungle with his ape. I have read the Brothers Karamazov– when I was 16 and still in high school. I also read The Idiot at the same age. I can read in Latin, Spanish and some Italian. Just because I didn’t like a book you seem to adore enough to have written yourself, doesn’t make me stupid. Give it a rest, already. Or contact me with your real name as we both know you aren’t a man that died in 1950. AND I have read Tarzan as well, by the way. I have an opinion, you have an opinion and this is my blog. I will write what I please. I won’t be bullied by a dead man (or live one either, for that matter.)
My definition of thriller is obviously different that yours, Dead Sir. Thriller means, to me, that the book is so good and so fast paced that it can’t be put down. Sorry to say the book you and I disagree about was very much one I could (and did) put down. I suggest you and I agree to disagree and let it go.
If you DID write the book of whence I speak, you need to learn to take criticism. How did you ever become a writer with such thin skin? Not everyone is going to love your work. Sorry, but that is reality. Your comments to me are not going to change my mind and make me suddenly love the book. I just didn’t. I apologize if that helps but please don’t call me stupid for not liking the book. I really am quite intelligent.