I’ve been wanting to read ‘Gone Girl’ for quite a while now and have been putting off watching the film until I had. So finally, this month, I settled down to delve into what I hoped would be an addictive, mind boggling thriller.
I bought ‘Sometimes I Lie’ in my last major book haul, when Amazon had a 3 paperbacks for £10 offer on. It was the first of the 9 books purchased in that deal that I bought.
As usual I was fairly apprehensive as I’d never heard of Alice Feeney before and with her debut novel being included in a discount deal, and all the reviews featured on the cover being from other lesser known authors, I worried it’d be a cheap, tacky thriller.
My god was I wrong.
When I heard that there was going to be a TV series adaptation of what is, in my opinion one of the best books of the last century, I was both excited and apprehensive. So when the first episode finally aired in the UK at the end of last month, I was eager to get it watched and find out which emotion had been the most accurate.
I bought this book a number of years ago, when I had decided to study Psychology at A Level as a result of my wanting to gain a deeper understanding of the human mind. After-all – surely a substantial understanding of the human mind could only be a good thing for my own writing and character development right?
So I was hoping this book would provide, at the very least, in depth speculation as to what could motivate someone to kill and how they fool those closest to them. Sadly, that was not what I got.
I read ‘Dear Amy’ just after Christmas, and it’s taken me a while to decide what I wanted to say about this particular novel, but I think I’m about there…
Cole is often referred to as one of the front-runners when it comes to Crime Fiction, but even as someone who largely only reads Crime novels, I have only read one of her novels so far. But having heard ‘The Take’ praised so highly, I felt it was about time I tackle my second Cole novel.
From the moment I read the prologue I had high hopes for Candlish’s novel. And to extent those expectations were met… although, not quite in the way I imagined.