This is a grim as hell novel, knotty like that wad of fishing line you found in your graddad's tackle box. Not exactly *believable* but absolutely sincere. Apparently the author's moved more toward Horror than this, which reads like a deconstructed Serial Killer/Profiler novel. This is not a novel wherein the profile figures out what's going on and captures his UNSUB at little cost of any kind; the resolution here is bloody and painful and ongoing when the novel ends.
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Black-Eyed Susans by Julia Heaberlin
So I read another novel by Ms. Heaberlin and it was pretty good, so I grabbed this one while I was at the library, and it's also prett...
 
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A beautiful novel about life as a mobster (in 1940s Tampa) and all the contradictions and complications of it. Lehane clearly has an ear f...
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This is early Vachss, all taut and violent, more than a little murky to my mind. It is not good to be a sexual offender in a Vachss novel....
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A beautiful novel of violence, vengeance and pain, set against a backdrop of small-town bigotry. If you see this, or *Razorblade Tears*, t...

 
 
 
 
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