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Book Review: Her Every Fear by Peter Swanson

January 17, 2017 at 8:55 am by Claudia

Today I am reviewing Her Every Fear by Peter Swanson for TLC Book Tours. As always, I am provided with a copy of the book in return for my honest review.

About the book (from the publisher): Growing up, Kate Priddy was always a bit neurotic, experiencing momentary bouts of anxiety that exploded into full blown panic attacks after an ex-boyfriend nearly ended her life. When Corbin Bell, a distant cousin from Boston, suggests the two temporarily swap apartments, Kate, an art student in London, agrees, hoping that time away in a new place will help her overcome the recent wreckage of her life.

But soon after her arrival at Corbin’s grand apartment on Beacon Hill, Kate makes a shocking discovery: his next-door neighbor, a young woman named Audrey Marshall, has been murdered. When the police question her about Corbin, a shaken Kate has few answers, and many questions of her own – curiosity that intensifies when she meets Alan Cherney, a handsome, quiet tenant who lives across the courtyard in the apartment facing Audrey’s. Alan saw Corbin surreptitiously come and go from Audrey’s place, yet he’s denied knowing her. Then Kate runs into a tearful man claiming to be the dead woman’s boyfriend, who insists Corbin did the deed the night before he left for London.

When she reaches out to her cousin, he proclaims his innocence and calms her nerves…until she comes across disturbing objects hidden in his apartment – and suddenly learns that Corbin is not where he says he is. Could Corbin be a killer? And what about Alan? Jet lagged and emotionally unstable, Kate can barely trust herself.

Yet the danger Kate imagines isn’t nearly as twisted and deadly as what’s about to happen; when her every fear becomes real.

My review: (Side note: Sometimes the publisher’s blurb simply gives too much information and I struggle with that when I type the words on the page. I edited it a bit, but it is what it is.)

The premise for this novel/thriller is an interesting one: an apartment and country swap, a young woman recovering from an assault that nearly killed her, a mysterious cousin who she has never met, and big old apartment building on Beacon Hill in Boston.

I lived in Boston for years and I must admit I loved reading the descriptions of the hilly, winding and narrow streets of Beacon Hill. Swanson clearly knows the area well and it shows in his detailed rendering of that landscape.

But, I had a problem with this novel. It suffers, in my humble opinion, from what I have referred to on these pages in the past as the “Gone Girl” syndrome. Yes, I know that novel was wildly popular and I’ve stopped counting the number of books I see in the bookstore that have a “In the tradition of Gone Girl” blurb on the cover. The problem for me is that I didn’t like Gone Girl  because it suffered  from an emotional disconnect with the characters, especially the protagonist, that kept me from ever accepting the plot and, instead, made me angry at the obvious manipulation behind the writing.

This novel has some interesting characters and, indeed, as I have mentioned, an interesting premise. But I never felt the slightest emotional connection to the protagonist, Kate. In this case, it wasn’t because she was cold or amoral, not at all. She is the innocent in the novel, trying to find out the truth. Nevertheless, there was something missing. Something that kept me from caring about her. And I felt that about the other characters as well.

I know how difficult it is to write a plot that is chilling and has a lot of twists and turns, with interesting and compelling characters to boot. I don’t have to like every character and I’m all for flawed characters. But there has to be something that draws me in, that makes me care about the main character, and I didn’t find it here.

All of that being said, there are moments in the book that are quite frightening and there are surprises along the way. The climax is compelling. Just because it’s not my cup of tea, doesn’t mean it won’t be yours.

If you like the work of Gillian Flynn, the author of Gone Girl, or Paula Hawkins/The Girl on the Train, this might be the kind of read that you’ll really love.

About the author: Peter Swanson is the author of The Girl With a Clock for a Heart. He has degrees from Trinity College, the University of Massachusetts at Amherst, and Emerson College. He lives with his wife in Somerville, Massachusetts, where he is at work on his next novel.

There is a giveaway connected with this review. You can win your very own copy of Her Every Fear. Leave a comment on this post, and I’ll draw the name of the winner on Wednesday evening.

Happy Tuesday.

 

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Light and Shadows

January 16, 2017 at 9:32 am by Claudia

I love the way the late afternoon sun creates light and shadows on the city streets. I took this on my way home from the theater yesterday afternoon. Lots of little kids everywhere this weekend as Disney on Ice is at the XL Center, which is that building on the left with the marquee. Adorable.

The show is going very well. We still have a few more days of rehearsal in the afternoon. Tomorrow will be a work-through of the show, with a performance that night. There’s lots of tweaking and editing and fine-tuning of cues and sound and lights and, of course, the action on stage.

Did you watch Sherlock  last night? Now, you know I don’t misuse this word – I’ve written about it before on this blog – I literally was on the edge of my seat throughout the 90 minute episode. Tense, edgy, brilliantly written and filmed – it was superb. Oh, Sherlock. It’s hard to find anything out there that is as stupendous as you. If, as has been hinted, this is your final season, I will go into mourning. But you did leave it open-ended a bit, didn’t you? So, we’ll see.

I came home yesterday, did the laundry – always a challenge in this building, where there are machines on each floor (except for mine) and sometimes the dryers work and sometimes they don’t. This means I have to load all the wet clothes into my basket and search out some working dryer that happens to free on a Sunday. But it’s done. I also did some cleaning in the bathroom, made the bed up with clean sheets, and I’m good to go until Saturday morning when I drive home.

Take a moment today to honor and salute heroes like Martin Luther King, Jr. and John Lewis. On this day, we must remember that we still have work to do, not the least of which is to ensure the rights of all, every day, everywhere. We have an incoming administration that will do everything they can to trample on and/or annihilate those rights. We must not let the sacrifice and work of Dr. King and of John Lewis and of countless others who have served a noble cause to be in vain.

Happy Monday.

 

 

 

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Sunday

January 15, 2017 at 10:48 am by Claudia

This little sprig of alstroemeria broke off a newly purchased bouquet about three weeks ago. I didn’t want to toss them, so I put them in a wine glass. They’re still going strong. I have three bouquets in vases scattered around the apartment and this morning I found myself wondering if they would still be going strong when I have to move back home on Saturday. And then what will I do? Answer: take them home, of course.

I seem to be going through a bout of insomnia. I’ve been taking a nice hot bath, reading a bit in bed, and then…I’m awake for 3 or 4 hours. It’s maddening. Thankfully, I slept until 9 this morning, so I don’t feel as fried as I did yesterday. And yes, I heard my neighbor coming home, but I was already sleepless so I can’t blame it on her! It’s me, I fear.

I don’t have a lot of exciting news to share with you. My days are fairly full of rehearsals and performances. In fact, I have to make this rather short so that I have time to email my notes to the actors.

It’s sunny today – huzzah! – which always makes me happy. Don is protesting today at a NY State Senator’s office about the attempt to repeal the Affordable Care Act. And Michael Moore, Alec Baldwin and several other notables are holding a mass rally at the Trump International Hotel in NYC on Thursday evening at 6:00. I’m not sure whether Don is going to that or not, but I passed the information on to him. I can’t march in the Women’s March, sadly, as I have to move home that day, but I know of so many women who are marching, either in Washington DC or in other cities across the country. Bravo! I’m with you in spirit.

Today: I’m watching the matinee at 2:00, then I’m coming back to the apartment, making dinner and  settling down to watch Sherlock  at 7 pm. To those of you who watch Sherlock: it’s on earlier this week because PBS is premiering Victoria  at 9. Victoria  doesn’t interest me. I know, I know, you think I’m crazy. But I’ve seen my fill of historical period costume dramas over the years (and remember, I work in a world that is full of sets and costumes and period details.) They just don’t interest me. As Don says: I don’t have any more rental space in my head for a new mini-series. I sort of feel the same way.

But I do plan on watching one of my all-time favorite movies on Monday night, It Happened One Night. I picked this up at Barnes & Noble a few weeks back. Don and I love this movie and I decided it should be in our personal library. Plus, after living in this space for a few weeks, I discovered there was a DVD player. (It’s so small and compact that I mistakenly thought it was a modem!) So I’m all set for my day off.

Happy Sunday.

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