I’ll Be Gone in the Dark, by Michelle McNamara

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Michelle McNamara
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A masterful true crime account of the Golden State Killer—the elusive serial rapist turned murderer who terrorized California for over a decade—from Michelle McNamara, the gifted journalist who died tragically while investigating the case.

“You’ll be silent forever, and I’ll be gone in the dark.”

For more than ten years, a mysterious and violent predator committed fifty sexual assaults in Northern California before moving south, where he perpetrated ten sadistic murders. Then he disappeared, eluding capture by multiple police forces and some of the best detectives in the area.

Three decades later, Michelle McNamara, a true crime journalist who created the popular website TrueCrimeDiary.com, was determined to find the violent psychopath she called “the Golden State Killer.” Michelle pored over police reports, interviewed victims, and embedded herself in the online communities that were as obsessed with the case as she was.

At the time of the crimes, the Golden State Killer was between the ages of eighteen and thirty, Caucasian, and athletic—capable of vaulting tall fences. He always wore a mask. After choosing a victim—he favored suburban couples—he often entered their home when no one was there, studying family pictures, mastering the layout. He attacked while they slept, using a flashlight to awaken and blind them. Though they could not recognize him, his victims recalled his voice: a guttural whisper through clenched teeth, abrupt and threatening.

I’ll Be Gone in the Dark—the masterpiece McNamara was writing at the time of her sudden death—offers an atmospheric snapshot of a moment in American history and a chilling account of a criminal mastermind and the wreckage he left behind. It is also a portrait of a woman’s obsession and her unflagging pursuit of the truth. Framed by an introduction by Gillian Flynn and an afterword by her husband, Patton Oswalt, the book was completed by Michelle’s lead researcher and a close colleague. Utterly original and compelling, it is destined to become a true crime classic—and may at last unmask the Golden State Killer.

Review:

It’s tough to look at this book objectively, since the author passed away before she even finished it, and her death was pretty publicized because of her husband, Patton Oswalt. To true crime fans (how odd is it to call yourself a fan of true crime?), she was the fantastic author-slash-detective from True Crime Diary, which I had really only started to go back through months before this book was released. (I’ve also watched a lot of the TV show A Crime to Remember, which Michelle was a guest on for several episodes.)

For all the emotion I have tied up in this, it was easy to set that aside and simply take the book in because Michelle is a pretty gifted writer. She straddles the line between writing simple facts and adding her own editorial and personal flair very well. She’s gifted at painting a picture of the many of the East Area Rapist’s attacks, to the point where one night I heard something creak in the living room as I was reading in bed, in the dark, with my fiance snoring beside me, and I had to stop.

One thing that really stands out here, and which many of the really good true crime novels and podcasts succeed at, is highlighting the lives of the victims and the police/crime solvers just as much as, if not more than, the perpetrator. She handles the large cast of real people with compassion, which makes the fact that EAR-ONS never got caught all that much more frustrating and horrifying.

I wish she’d had the chance to finish this book for herself. That would have been something.

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You, by Caroline Kepnes

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Caroline Kepnes
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When a beautiful, aspiring writer strides into the East Village bookstore where Joe Goldberg works, he does what anyone would do: he Googles the name on her credit card.

There is only one Guinevere Beck in New York City. She has a public Facebook account and Tweets incessantly, telling Joe everything he needs to know: she is simply Beck to her friends, she went to Brown University, she lives on Bank Street, and she’ll be at a bar in Brooklyn tonight—the perfect place for a “chance” meeting.

As Joe invisibly and obsessively takes control of Beck’s life, he orchestrates a series of events to ensure Beck finds herself in his waiting arms. Moving from stalker to boyfriend, Joe transforms himself into Beck’s perfect man, all while quietly removing the obstacles that stand in their way—even if it means murder.

Review:

I’m so conflicted by this book. I’m upset at how much I enjoyed it. I hated that I got so into the main character’s narrative, to the point where I was feeling sympathy for a MURDEROUS STALKER.

Caroline Kepnes does some great writing here. It’s gross, to be immediately thrust into the mind of someone like Joe, but it’s not like he’s outright disgusting. He’s not immediately thinking about murdering people. His thoughts are a twisted snarl of fantasy and delusion, all turned on Beck from the moment they have their first interaction.

The worst part, THE WORST PART, is that there were moments I was on Joe’s side. This is half way through the book, when you know the depths of crazy to which Joe will dive. This is after he’s already killed someone. This is wincing and holding my breath, hoping Joe doesn’t get caught during a tense scene when he’s STALKING BECK.

I felt so dirty for devouring this book in a single day, and despite that I can’t wait for the Lifetime TV show. It’s going to be an amazing hot mess.

A Window Opens, by Elisabeth Egan

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Elisabeth Egan
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Like her fictional forebears Kate Reddy and Bridget Jones, Alice plays many roles (which she never refers to as “wearing many hats” and wishes you wouldn’t, either). She is a mostly-happily married mother of three, an attentive daughter, an ambivalent dog-owner, a part-time editor, a loyal neighbor and a Zen commuter. She is not: a cook, a craftswoman, a decorator, an active PTA member, a natural caretaker or the breadwinner. But when her husband makes a radical career change, Alice is ready to lean in—and she knows exactly how lucky she is to land a job at Scroll, a hip young start-up which promises to be the future of reading, with its chain of chic literary lounges and dedication to beloved classics. The Holy Grail of working mothers―an intellectually satisfying job and a happy personal life―seems suddenly within reach.

Despite the disapproval of her best friend, who owns the local bookstore, Alice is proud of her new “balancing act” (which is more like a three-ring circus) until her dad gets sick, her marriage flounders, her babysitter gets fed up, her kids start to grow up and her work takes an unexpected turn. Readers will cheer as Alice realizes the question is not whether it’s possible to have it all, but what does she―Alice Pearse―really want?

Review

(Note: this is an old review from my Goodreads!)

You can have it all!

I really dislike that idea. It presupposes that the All in question is the same for every woman: a happy partner (husband), kids (2-3), pets (usually a dog), friends (a few girlfriends you meet every week for wine), a house, and some hobbies.

Here’s the thing: All does not mean the same thing to every woman (or man), and making the idea of Having It All the zeitgeist was just another way to manipulate the image of what being a “real woman” is.

I think Elisabeth Egan agrees with me. Maybe.

The problem (for me) with focusing this book on Alice’s journey toward the idea of Having It All is that she already did, as far as I could see. She has a loving husband, she has three amazing kids and a pet, she has a best friend and a book club (with wine), she works three days a week at a job that seems to be intellectually fulfilling, and she has her hobbies.

It’s when she has to step up to be the breadwinner that she begins to see that Having It All is a lie, but I’m not sure Alice even knew what she had or wanted anyway. She was enticed by the idea, much like many of us may be, and it took her a long time of sticking through a demanding job and slowly losing her grip on her home life to realize that life was not what she wanted.

This was a quick read, a glimpse into the life of a woman who has to uproot what she knows and has to make big changes to make things work for her family. That is the story I enjoyed. Too bad it had to be couched in the idea of Having It All.

Other things I enjoyed:
– Alice has friends and acquaintances, none of which act like bitchy high school drama queens. There is no slut shaming. Most women Alice knows and likes are supportive of her – and if they’re not, they have a valid reason.
– The story line with her father was great.
– Alice and her husband are growing apart, but that doesn’t mean they don’t still love each other. I loved that there was no hint of temptation. Not every problem in a marriage has to be one of sex.

Didn’t enjoy:
– It’s a little thing, but Alice turning down the idea of one job because it didn’t sound appealing really bugged me. As someone who spent years looking for any job but still couldn’t get hired, it was like a slap in the face. I can’t be choosy about what jobs I apply for. Most people can’t. That pulled me out of the story incredibly quickly.
– The various use of emails and some chat-layout conversations peppered throughout made sense in context, but I didn’t really like it. They felt like a bit of a crutch in the storytelling.

Overall, A Window Opens wasn’t so bad. It just pushed a few of my buttons very hard.

The Bone Clocks, by David Mitchell

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David Mitchell
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One drowsy summer’s day in 1984, teenage runaway Holly Sykes encounters a strange woman who offers a small kindness in exchange for ‘asylum’. Decades will pass before Holly understands exactly what sort of asylum the woman was seeking…

The Bone Clocks follows the twists and turns of Holly’s life from a scarred adolescence in Gravesend to old age on Ireland’s Atlantic coast as Europe’s oil supply dries up – a life not so far out of the ordinary, yet punctuated by flashes of precognition, visits from people who emerge from thin air and brief lapses in the laws of reality. For Holly Sykes – daughter, sister, mother, guardian – is also an unwitting player in a murderous feud played out in the shadows and margins of our world, and may prove to be its decisive weapon.

Metaphysical thriller, meditation on mortality and chronicle of our self-devouring times, this kaleidoscopic novel crackles with the invention and wit that have made David Mitchell one of the most celebrated writers of his generation. Here is fiction at its spellbinding and memorable best.

Review

(Note: This is an older review pulled from my Goodreads.)

I finished this in a blurry haze (some of that blur came from tears, I’ll admit) and like every other David Mitchell book I’ve read, I’m completely unable to write a review.

The Bone Clocks doesn’t quite reach the dizzying heights Cloud Atlas did for me — will any book? — but there’s some damn good character work here. The fantastical aspect is intriguing and unique, as far as I can tell. Though it took a while for the fantasy to be more than just bits and pieces in the first few sections, when we finally reach the actual meaty plot of the novel, we’ve traversed decades and touched different aspects of Holly Sykes’ life through her eyes and the eyes of others who knew her.

Each character section is incredibly compelling, with the sort of full immersion that Mitchell is a master of – Holly sounds completely different from Hugo and Crispin, etc. Crispin Hershey was probably my favorite of the character studies, considering just how much development he goes through. By the time his section ended, I was…angry, I’d say? So much going, and to have it just stop was frustrating.

That’s the mark of how easily it was to get into the heads of these characters – unfortunately, in the case of Hugo Lamb. Ugh. Uuuuggghhhh.

I won’t lie and say I wasn’t super excited to see some familiar names from other Mitchell novels. It makes it feel like there’s some larger, interconnected universe at play, and I like thinking that all the characters I’ve loved from his other novels are still wandering around, having lives and interacting just slightly with other characters.

Anyway. I suppose that was something of a review. A mess, I’d say, but after reading hundreds of pages of David Mitchell, anything I write anywhere would seem a mess.

Here’s to another few years waiting for a Mitchell novel!

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The Widow, by Fiona Barton

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Fiona Barton
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When the police started asking questions, Jean Taylor turned into a different woman. One who enabled her and her husband to carry on, when more bad things began to happen…

But that woman’s husband died last week. And Jean doesn’t have to be her anymore.

There’s a lot Jean hasn’t said over the years about the crime her husband was suspected of committing. She was too busy being the perfect wife, standing by her man while living with the accusing glares and the anonymous harassment.

Now there’s no reason to stay quiet. There are people who want to hear her story. They want to know what it was like living with that man. She can tell them that there were secrets. There always are in a marriage.

The truth—that’s all anyone wants. But the one lesson Jean has learned in the last few years is that she can make people believe anything… 

Review

THE BLURB LIES. I expected something interesting, something worthy of the woman in the blurb who doesn’t want to stay quiet anymore and can “make people believe anything” but it never happened. Jean is a quiet, downtrodden wife married to a controlling man, and can’t do jack shit for herself, EVEN AFTER HE’S DEAD.

You lie, blurb!

I’m angrier at the ruse than I am at the actual novel itself. While I didn’t get the page turner I expected, it wasn’t entirely bad. It just wasn’t that fantastic, either. Jean was a doormat, the reporter was cliche, the detective was a boring cliche, nothing was really exciting. The worst part was the reporter and detective sharing their thoughts on Jean being in control of herself and somehow some sort of emotional manipulator when none of that came through in the text at ALL.

I could barely get my interest up when the mystery of the missing child is sorted through at the end, and if the author was expecting anything out of me in that last bit with Jean other than a mighty eye roll, then I’m sorry. Nothing about that finale was earned by the rest of the book.

Slasher Girls & Monster Boys

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April Genevieve Tucholke (Editor)
Goodreads

For fans of Stephen King, Neil Gaiman, Lois Duncan, and Daphne Du Maurier comes a powerhouse anthology featuring some of the best writers of YA thrillers and horror

A host of the smartest young adult authors come together in this collection of scary stories and psychological thrillers curated by Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea’s April Genevieve Tucholke.

Each story draws from a classic tale or two—sometimes of the horror genre, sometimes not—to inspire something new and fresh and terrifying. There are no superficial scares here; these are stories that will make you think even as they keep you on the edge of your seat. From bloody horror to supernatural creatures to unsettling, all-too-possible realism, this collection has something for any reader looking for a thrill.

Review

(Note: This is an old review I pulled from my Goodreads!)

4 stars evened out between the really great stories and the just okay stories. Slasher Girls & Monster Boys is a fantastic anthology, featuring some current popular YA writers coming together to write a bunch of horror stories. And it’s fantastic. I had high hopes for this, and though there’s always one or two short stories in an anthology that can bring the book down, I thought each story here did well. Some weren’t as good as others, but only one was a true clunker for me.

Fun side note: each story is based on some form of pop culture – films, stories, poems, etc. Some I realized right away, and others I didn’t know until I checked the footnotes. It became a sort of game for me to see if I could spot the reference.

The Birds of Azalea Street by Nova Ren Suma – 5/5
Teenage girls know more than we’re given credit for.

Nova Ren Suma writes some fantastic teenage girls, and Birds features a great snapshot of them. Three teens (among others) have dealt with the long stares and thinly veiled longing from their older male neighbor, but of course the parents believe he’s completely harmless – he’s a wonderful baker, after all. The girls deal with his mostly harmless leering until the night they see him bring a young girl home…and the weirdness begins.

The reveal is easy to see pretty early on, but it didn’t detract from the impact of the ending one bit. Nova Ren Suma knows how to pack a punch in such a short time frame, and it’s obviously a very strong start to the book.

Spot the reference: Didn’t catch this one as I read.

In the Forest Dark and Deep, by Carrie Ryan – 5/5
I’m giving this one a full five stars for how deeply fucking unsettling it was. Donnie Darko meets Alice in Wonderland in this one, and Donnie Darko has given me a life-long fear of man-sized rabbits. (Fuck you, Frank.) The moment I read the description of the March Hare I had to turn on the lights in my bedroom to finish the story.

Spot the reference: Pretty obvious right from the start.

Emmeline, by Cat Winters – 3/5
One of the shorter stories, Emmeline is a story that would sound really fantastic around a campfire late at night. It has some good atmosphere, but it felt a little too obvious as the story went on. The reveal didn’t have as much weight as it should have, but I’m still not sure if it was meant to be a twist/reveal as such, or only the obvious conclusion to the story being told.

Spot the reference: Apparently three different ones, none of which I got.

Verse Chorus Verse, by Leigh Bardugo – 2/5
I was a little surprised that the story I found one of the weakest was by Leigh Bardugo. I enjoy her Grisha series, but there was little I liked about this one. It focuses too much on the life of a pop starlet and the supernatural isn’t clear at all. Ultimately the ending left me dissatisfied.

Spot the reference: Not one I got, and a surprising one.

Hide-and-Seek, by Megan Shepherd – 3/5
Annie has to win a game against death, and death never loses. Taking place over the span of 24 hours, Hide-and-Seek is a story that is an adrenaline rush, moving from moment to moment with very little time to breathe. I was captivated for the first few scenes, but it quickly became difficult to stick with my suspension of disbelief as thing after thing after thing kept happening. I’m not quite sure I liked the ending, but the story accomplishes what it wants very well.

Spot the reference: Did I mention I was pretty bad at this? Also, very surprising.

The Dark, the Scary Parts and All, by Danielle Paige – 3/5
I spent the majority of this story wondering where it was going, then when I got to the end, I laughed. I don’t think laughter was intended by Danielle Paige. [SPOILERS, highlight for easier reading] When it’s revealed that Damien is actually Hades’ (or the Devil’s?) son and he just wants to claim Marnie, it reads two ways for me. First, it’s a basic creepy ending, all oh no, whatever will she do, she can’t escape him!. Second, every step of the way, Damien reminded me of SO MANY YA LOVE INTERESTS that all I could think of was this story as a scathing indictment on the mysterious, super gorgeous and deep love interest trope. Yeah, Damien is deep and has a mysterious past – he’s the fucking devil. DON’T FALL FOR THE DEVIL, GIRLS. [/SPOILERS]

Spot the reference: Well, one is actually mentioned in the story, so sure, I got it.

The Flicker, the Fingers, the Beat, the Sigh, by April Genevieve Tucholke – 3/5
I rated this pretty highly because I really love how April Genevieve Tucholke evokes a mood right from the start — that feeling of being on the cusp of high school and college, when your life is finally changing and every plan you’ve been making is coming together. Except something brings it all crashing down.

The actual plot of the story is really good, but…it comes crashing down with the ending. Very dissatisfying.

Also, the narrator is a dick.

Spot the reference: Finally got another one!

Fat Girl with a Knife, by Jonathan Maberry – 4/5
So, I was very dubious about this one thanks to the title and how it starts, but damn if Jonathan Maberry didn’t make me fall in love with Dahlia. While the length constraints don’t leave much of her to be fleshed out, what Maberry does include makes for a very clear picture of who Dahlia is in this snapshot of a moment in her lifetime.

Oh, and some other stuff happens that’s pretty rad. This one has the least creep factor of all the stories, but I really enjoyed it.

Spot the reference: Hell yes.

Sleepless, by Jay Kristoff – 2/5
I was very unsure about this story for a majority of it, since a huge part of it takes place in IM format, which drove me nuts. Pretty sure nobody really uses txt spk when having online conversations these days. Anyway, it was a very real, very grounded, and very…unimpactful story, especially compared to the others. I didn’t even really enjoy the resolution the way I think we’re intended to.

Spot the reference: One of them, and I thought the ending was a reference to something obvious, but apparently wasn’t.

M, by Stefan Bachmann – 1/5
I was flying through the book and then I got to M, which brought my momentum to a grinding halt. The initial set up of a blind girl being “witness” to a crime was interesting, but I didn’t quite like most of the story, and I didn’t like where it went. I really wanted something to happen with the creepy children, but that wasn’t meant to be.

Spot the reference: Nope.

The Girl Without a Face, by Marie Lu – 2/5
Eeehhhh? This had promise, but then the reveals started to happen and I lost interest very quickly.

Spot the reference: Nope.

A Girl Who Dreamed of Snow, by McCormick Templeman – 2/5
Not a great stretch of stories here. I was a bit confused as to where the story started out, and found the characters felt more like cardboard cutouts than anything. Mysterious girl, sympathetic guy, his menacing brother, etc. I enjoyed the ending a bit.

Spot the reference: No, but I googled the film and I’m totally interested in watching it.

Stitches, by A.G. Howard – 4/5
Ohhh hell yes. This was so strange and it starts off with an in your face bang. I enjoyed the atmosphere, the reasoning behind what was happening, the sheer creepiness and horror of the reveal. This was the only story in the entire book that made me gasp “oh SHIT!” out loud. Fucking body horror, I love it and love to hate it.

Spot the reference: Oh yes, it’s very obvious.

On the I-5, by Kendare Blake – 2/5
A very disappointing finish to the book, which surprises me as I really loved Kendare Blake’s previous novels. The real intentions of the character are shrouded too much to make her all that interesting, and it isn’t until the reveal that my interest perked up. I liked the idea behind the story, but the part I liked was only a couple pages at the very end.

Spot the reference: Nope!

Ironskin, by Tina Connolly

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Tina Connolly
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Jane Eliot wears an iron mask. 

It’s the only way to contain the fey curse that scars her cheek. The Great War is five years gone, but its scattered victims remain—the ironskin. 

When a carefully worded listing appears for a governess to assist with a “delicate situation”—a child born during the Great War—Jane is certain the child is fey-cursed, and that she can help. 

Teaching the unruly Dorie to suppress her curse is hard enough; she certainly didn’t expect to fall for the girl’s father, the enigmatic artist Edward Rochart. But her blossoming crush is stifled by her own scars, and by his parade of women. Ugly women, who enter his closed studio…and come out as beautiful as the fey. 

Jane knows Rochart cannot love her, just as she knows that she must wear iron for the rest of her life. But what if neither of these things is true? Step by step Jane unlocks the secrets of her new life—and discovers just how far she will go to become whole again.

Review

(Note: this is an old review from 2013. Mining for content in my Goodreads shelves, yay!)

I have to confess I’ve never read Jane Eyre. Really. It’s on my list of classics to eventually read, though! As a result, I went into Ironskin completely unaware of what was a retelling and what was original story (well, obviously the fey stuff is original), which led to a pretty interesting reading experience.

The first two thirds of the novel unfold much like you’d expect it to. The story revolves around our main character, Jane, who is scarred with a fey curse on her cheek. Or the entire left half of her face, it’s hard to tell at times. This scar is actually a bit of fey magic bomb shrapnel that sticks to the victim and lets out waves of some sort of emotion – in Jane’s case, anger and rage.

This is where Ironskin thrives: in the world building and fey touches. There aren’t huge dumps of exposition to describe Jane’s world, but we experience the world through her instead. The fey aspects are so ingrained in her world and her life, that we get bits and pieces of the fey history, the fey-human war, and Jane’s curse. Speaking of which, I really liked that bit of Jane’s characterization. She wears an iron mask to protect others from being hit by the rage of her curse, but doesn’t that mean all that rage has nowhere to go but within? Jane has spent years fighting against the anger she feels, and seeing it play out in her interactions and emotions is great.

The romance between Jane and Rochart, her employer, was very lukewarm to me. I just couldn’t see what she saw in him, and it prompted me to accept it simply because that’s how it’s supposed to happen in Jane Eyre.

Then we get to the last third of the novel.

We’ve just spent the first part of the novel living through Jane, through her attempts to work with Rochart’s daughter, through the lukewarm romance. The fey aspects of it are around in their daily lives, but never overt. A little mystery begins to unwind as Jane spends more time on the Rochart estate. This is all expected, right?

Then the fey stuff takes over quickly and completely. I can’t even describe it without spoiling for the last sixty or so pages, but damn.

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The last bit of Ironskin really threw me off. In any other novel the fey aspects of the plot would have delighted me (even if some parts made my skin crawl), but it seemed to come out of nowhere. Yes, seeds of it were planted early on in the novel, but the jump from placid country setting to FULL BLOWN FEY BATSHITTERY was insane.

And kinda fun. But mostly insane.

Two stars for the romance, four stars for the crazy.