Sophia

I don't know what I was expecting but it wasn't that. wow.

I haven't read the first in this series, having received this book through Goodreads first reads giveaway, but I plan to correct that soon.

I went into this book a bit apprehensive; horrors aren't really my thing. Yet to my surprise I adored American Savage. It's not such a horror as it is more a book about ordinary(!) family life, albeit one with a weird taste in food. Matt Whyman's writing is brilliantly dark yet funny, more people need to know about this book.

I'm not going to give a review as such, just to say that MEG NEEDS TO SORT OUT HER PRIORITIES. People are dying and she's just fawning over the boy she has a crush on.

Absolutely beautiful, simultaneously heartbreaking yet hopeful. I think part of the reason I loved this book so much was because it reminded me of myself a few years ago and Ava Dellaira manages to convey all the emotions I felt but could never put into words.

Some complain about how irritating Laurel, the main character is. Yes, she's naive and lost and looks up to people too much, but it wouldn't make sense for her to be otherwise, nor would this book be so poignant. Love Letters to the Dead is a story about finding yourself and facing reality and I cannot wait to see what Ava Dellaira writes next.

I received this book through a Goodreads giveaway and after binge reading it in a day, I have some pretty mixed feelings. I've never read any Tana French before, but I'm probably going to read her other books. Anyway, I'm going to go ahead and spoiler the rest of my review; I can't be trusted not to reveal any details.

Spoiler

Firstly, I guessed the killer within the first 200 pages, go me! Yet a huge part of me wishes I hadn't, I wished she'd gone a different way with the book and thrown a big twist at the end. I was expecting a twist of some sort, but instead the ending just felt anti-climatic.

The length and suspense of the book frustrated me as well; the story is set over the space of a day (albeit a very long day) and each conversation is meticulously recorded (as we see the day through the eyes of Detective Moran, interspersed with flashbacks of the girls). My English teacher would have said that this long, drawn out prose was a metaphor for how drawn out the investigation had been, the suspense that the detectives felt, but all it made me was tired. I found myself skimming the last couple hundred pages as I just wanted to get to the end and find out if my theories were right. Suspense is great, but not when there's 500 pages plus of it (alternatively, it's very likely I'm just incredibly impatient and have a small attention span and a penchant for short(ish) books).

I wasn't keen on the paranormal aspect of the book either; generally my feelings are that paranormal fiction should be kept far away from crime fiction. With all the ghosts and the magic, I was genuinely fearful at one point that Chris' killer would wind up being a ghost too. Paranormal activity detracts away from the reality of the book and makes it less scary, and whilst the ghost sightings were probably just teenage hysteria, the thing with the lights isn't so easy to explain. I'd like to presume the ‘magic' was merely teenage imagination and the strength of sisterhood - I hope this is this case - but I doubt this was what was intended.

However, bad bits aside, this book was incredibly enjoyable! The relationship between Detectives Moran and Conway was perfect and the way their characters and their relationship progressed was beautiful to watch. Both characters were deeply flawed, dissimilar and yet so alike and through the day and the book we get to see them bond.



Tana French captures all the angst and the drama of being a teenager brilliantly, 3.5 out of 5 stars. Now I'm off to read everything else she's written.