What a dark book. In both big and small ways. Check out this quote: "...but somehow they ate nothing but strawberries, a pint of them in their plastic coffin..." Yikes.
I'm still deciding if I liked the book or not. I was first distracted by what is a trademark thing for the PageHabit books; post-it notes from the author interspersed in the book. The post-it notes themselves aren't distracting, but Powell would have a post-it note referencing something that didn't actually happen for several pages later, so it was more the confusion of the post-it note placement!
The book was a struggle to read as Powell had a prose-like, stream of conscious writing that at times I lost both the plot and any message that he was trying to convey (or maybe he wasn't). For awhile the book dragged quite a bit due to this, but the last 1/4 gathered speed and suspense as he tried to reign in and tie up the plot lines. As much as I could stay on target, I think he did.
Without giving too much of this book away, it was a dark and depressing read and all too real in today's world of terrorism. The book has gotten stellar reviews on Goodreads and Amazon, so I question if my reluctance to "like" the book is more based on my own dark dwelling of the state of our world.
Quotes: "She knew now her mistake was too quickly abandoning her new life, rushing into marriage, giving herself away before there was a self to give."
"Grief....Suffering, but to a particular end. Suffering as a means of revelation. There's a secret, John. You said so yourself. It's locked inside all of us and it takes trauma to bring it out....The necessity of suffering, the revelatory nature of it."
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