In the Woods by Tana French
As you all know by now, I enjoy the True Crime genre, so I
figured I would equally enjoy a good fictional murder mystery – especially one
that was an Edgar Award Winner. But for some reason I just couldn’t get excited
about this book.
It sounded great – psychological suspense, a 20-year-old
secret, long-buried memories – but I had a hard time empathizing with the
characters most of the time. They seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time
drinking, getting drunk and recovering from hangovers. And the jargon they used
in conversation (the book took place in Ireland) got to be a bit off-putting.
Then there was the length … the editor in me felt that the
story could have been told in half the number of pages (there were 429 of
them). Perhaps a bit of succinctness would have prevented me from falling
asleep so many nights while reading. Or maybe if they spent a little less time drinking
and a little more time detecting, the mystery could have been solved a lot
sooner.
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