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Saturday

17

May 2025

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Perimenopause Power by Maisie Hill

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Best for:
Young Gen X-ers and Elder Millenials.

In a nutshell:
People with a uterus will at some point stop getting periods, their hormones will shift, and some things will be a bit different. This book seeks to provide some suggestions, advice, and an overview of the research to help make this time (which can last many years) and beyond a bit more comfortable.

Worth quoting:
“Observe the sentences you say in your head and out loud, and be on the lookout for works such as ‘always,’ never’ and ‘everything,’ because they’re often a sign that you’re throwing around inaccurate generalisations that make a situation more extreme than it actually is.”

Why I chose it:
I am a Xennial woman. So … yeah.

Also, I read Hill’s book Period Power and found it to have some useful information.

Review:
This is a detailed book that appears to be very well researched, and I appreciate that. Until recently there seems to have been a dearth of information available for folks who get periods about that bit of their life (roughly 40ish years), and possibly even less on what happens when folks are no longer getting their periods. I recall ‘The Change’ being mentioned in a couple of films (Father of the Bride II stands out to me), and hot flashes / hot flushes mentioned as the primary symptom. But there’s so much more. Hurrah!

Like Hill’s previous book, there’s a lot of good stuff here, but also a lot that either isn’t relevant or is a bit too … woo-ey for me. The chapter on hormone therapy was useful, and one I’ll probably revisit. But equally interesting were her other suggestions for ways to protect against some of the possible negative issues associated with perimenopause and menopause, like loss of bone density, and sleep issues.

Overall I think we need more books like this that address something that half of folks will experience. I’ll hold onto this so I can refer back to it as necessary, and I’m glad I read it, but I’ll probably seek out other books on the topic so I can have more than one opinion on some of these issues.

Tuesday

6

May 2025

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Careless People by Sarah Wynn-Williams

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Four Stars

Best for:
Anyone who is still wavering on giving up Facebook and Instagram (and Threads, though does anyone use that?).

In a nutshell:
Corporations with this much power SUCK.

Worth quoting:
“It’s so ugly. What a thing to be responsible for.” Said in reference to Facebook helping elect Trump in 2016, but I think is a great statement describing the whole of Meta.

Why I chose it:
My sister-in-law mentioned she was reading it and it was interesting so I thought I’d check it out,

Review:
Oh Facebook. I hate how so many organizations use it for things that should be accessible elsewhere – using it as a poor substitute for an actual website. I hate that a few times I’ve had to create an account to access information, though I am happy that I was able to completely delete both Facebook and Instagram last year, and I’m not going back. Because I lived in Seattle, I’ve known a few people who have worked for Facebook, or one of their related apps. And I’ve never heard anything positive about the work environment. This things shared in this book, however, are another level.

Wynn-Williams pursued a job at Facebook. She had experience in diplomacy, and saw before most others how much Facebook would become intertwined with governments and policies. After a few tries, she was finally hired, and eventually led the Latin America and Asia (minus China) teams. She left in 2017, after being fired for ‘under performance and toxicity,’ which in the reality of this book, just means she reported her boss for sexual harassment and he retaliated by blocking her hires and undermining her work.

I think it’s been known for awhile that Marc Zuckerberg is a deeply problematic person, and Facebook is a deeply problematic company. He is rude to people who he doesn’t think can do anything for him, he’s amassed more wealth than any human should have, and it all started because he ripped off a website that rated women’s looks. That’s creepy, gross behavior, and now he gets to transfer that to whatever strikes his fancy (including exploring a run for president a few years ago). He’s shoved himself onto the world stage, and because of the power of unregulated social media that he controls, people pay attention to him.

And that kind of personality and power attracts similar people – ones who live to work, and who crave the power and control that comes with C-suite positions in multi-national corporations. In Wynn-Williams’s telling, it isn’t limited to Zuckerberg. Sheryl Sandberg, who wrote that pinnacle of white feminism “Lean In,” where she treats systemic issues as things to be sorted out by individuals, coming close to blaming the victims. During that book launch, for example, it is the women employees of Facebook who are tasked with supporting the book’s publicity. Not the men. Wynn-Williams also makes some accusations of Sandberg acting deeplyl inappropriate on a private jet flight. In general Sandberg comes across very poorly in this book.

There’s so much Wynn-Williams covers – not just about the awful policy choices Zuckerburg and company make (including Facebook’s complicity in the violence in Myanmar), but about the working environment. Sexual harassment that Wynn-Williams experienced, and received retaliation for reporting. The fact that she received a negative performance review the day she returned to work from maternity leave for not being reachable on maternity leave WHILE SHE WAS IN A COMA. That’s not a joke. The utter lack of care for the lives of the staff and contractors in endemic throughout the company – including a story about a woman literally seizing on the floor and staff just carrying on working and not helping her, and others having their safety put at risk in dangerous cities (including a staffer who was arrested because the country’s government said Facebook was not complying with the law).

It sounds like hell, and it is so gross that a company that is deeply embedded into society has such horrible practices. But I think one important take-away that is not really mentioned by Wynn-Williams is that this is not unique to Facebook. Large corporations generally treat their employees like crap. Senior leadership in these vast corporations are completely out of touch, and devote all of their life to a job, a job that is actively making the world a worse place. They don’t have hobbies, they don’t spend time with their families. They work, and they amass power and money, and they treat anyone who doesn’t also have power and money like they don’t matter. They look the other way when staff are being harassed, blaming or straight up disbelieving the victims. They say things publicly that they don’t back up in practice, and they put out statements defaming and gaslighting individuals when they share their stories (as, predictably, Meta did when this book was released).

I’d love it if everyone who could stopped using Meta’s products. But I also know that there are loads of other ethically questionable companies whose products we use, and who just keep on acting like corporate asshats because there is money to be made and power to amass. I’m not sure what the solution is, but I appreciate Wynn-Williams shedding light on the shit that this particular company has spread.

Saturday

3

May 2025

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Assholes Number Sixty and Sixty-One: The FA and the SFA

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At my old blog, I had a special category called the Asshole Hall of Fame. It was mostly reserved public figures that did something fucking absurd to bring them to asshole status. It gave me the opportunity to have a bit of a rant about something so out of pocket that I couldn’t limit myself to just a couple of posts on Twitter (RIP). When I shut that page down, I moved some things over here, including the Asshole Hall of Fame. Today, I’m inducting another member, and I’m pretty fucking pissed about it.

You might be familiar with the recent utterly ridiculous UK Supreme Court ruling attempting to define what a woman is by excluding trans women. That ruling is straight up misogynistic, and wrong for many reasons. Others more well-versed in the law can speak to that, such as the Good Law Project. A little over a week after the ruling, the absurdly named (given their current actions) Equality & Human Rights Commission (EHRC) put out bigoted guidance that again, others – specifically members of the trans community – can speak to better than I.

I could talk about how silly and cruel it is to exclude trans women from the toilets that cis women use. I have, after all, used the women’s toilets many times over the years, as someone who pretty much always needs a wee. I’ve used the standard women’s room with cubicles. I’ve used single-person gender neutral toilets. And I’ve used cubicles in spaces where everyone uses a cubicle to do their business, and we all share the same sink to wash our hands. Cis women, cis men, trans women, trans men, non-binary people. It was fine, it was safe, it was (usually) clean. CIS WOMEN ARE NOT IN DANGER FROM TRANS WOMEN USING THE SAME TOILETS.

But what I’m here to talk about instead is the bigoted, unnecessary, absurd decision that the FA and the SFA (that is, the governing boards of football in England and Scotland) have made to bar trans women from playing. This is not needed, it’s not helpful, it is cruel, and it is a fucking embarrassment to the sport.

I have played football (known as soccer in my country of birth) since I was a very tiny girl. I played throughout primary and secondary school, picked up games here and there in my 20s, played in a mixed gender league in my 30s, and have played in three clubs since moving to the UK. In my last club in England, I played in a league where some teams had trans women players. I refereed a match featuring a team of trans and non-binary players. I’ve written about my love of football before. What I’m saying is, I know my football, and specifically, I know my women’s football.

Here’s the thing. Much like as is the case with the toilets issue, trans women pose absolutely no threat to cis women playing amateur football. Zero. None. Considering that according to the FA itself there are around 20 trans players in the entirety of the amateur leagues, this is just bigotry for the sake of publicity. To state what should be obvious, there’s literally no evidence that playing against trans women puts cis women at any higher risk than them playing against another cis woman. And it’s not like trans women are taking the places of cis women in these leagues. The population of trans women in the UK is tiny, and the subset who want to play competitive amateur football is of course small enough to be statistically insignificant.

But these women themselves are not insignificant. They want to play. And they have the right to play in women’s leagues BECAUSE THEY ARE WOMEN. The fact that there is no law requiring the FA to take this action (the EHRC guidance is non-binding) and yet they still chose to do so is quite telling. They chose to do the wrong thing to appear to be doing the ‘right’ thing for (cis) women. Let’s be clear – the FA does not care about women in football. I mean, they banned women from playing it for 50 years, so I guess this isn’t a huge shock, but it is pretty disappointing for an organization that rebranded itself as ‘FA: For All’ to add an asterisk to that so they can exclude trans women.

If the FA and SFA really cared about women in football, maybe they’d do things like fight for equitable facilities for the men’s and women’s teams. Equitable pay and equitable air time for the professional game. Better referees for the women’s games. There’s not nearly enough being done to study actual injuries that women players face (not some mythical injury cause by playing near a trans woman). And that’s just a start. But that’s not what the FA and SFA are focusing on; they’re focusing on being cruel to the most vulnerable of players.

I want to play football. I love the game. And I think everyone who wants to play it should have the opportunity to play it. Preventing trans women from playing while lying about the risks they pose is bigotry and hatred, pure and simple. There was no need for them to take this action now, and the fact that they chose to do it shows their true colors.

So FA and SFA, let’s be real. What you care about most is publicity and money, and you love the chance to look like you’re doing something when you’re really not doing anything to improve the game. Welcome to the Asshole Hall of Fame. And fuck you.

Note: I am a qualified football referee, so if there are any folks out there setting up or running trans-inclusive leagues and you need a ref, please get in touch because I’d be happy to ref matches for you.

Saturday

26

April 2025

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I Who Have Never Known Men by Jacqueline Harpman

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Four Stars

Best for:
Those who enjoy more philosophical works of fiction. Those who don’t need every question answered.

** Spoilers Below **

In a nutshell:
Our unnamed narrator is a teen girl who finds herself locked in a windowless jail with 39 women. She recalls nothing of her life before arriving here, and this book follows her life.

Worth quoting:
“They’d wanted something all their lives, but now they had it, they didn’t recognise it.”

“What does having lived mean once you are no longer alive?”

Why I chose it:
This book, though original written in the 1990s, has been everywhere I look in the UK, so I finally decided to read it.

Review:
As I said above – spoilers. Because I want to talk about all parts of this book.

First off, we never find out the why of anything in this novel, and that is such strong choice. Much like some of my other favorite books where something unexpected and fairly inexplicable sets off the entire story, we never learn why the women (and the hundreds of others the discover over the years) were kept captive. We don’t know where they are, if they are even still on Earth. We don’t know what the incident was that led to their capture. And we don’t know how the hell the lights are still on after 40 some years…

The book is broken into three parts. The first is when this group of 40 women are living in the cage. The narrator talks about their daily life, and about how they have literally nothing they can do. They are watched by three male guards at a time, who do not speak to them. They are provided basic clothing, very basic food and cooking supplies, and bedding. They do not have privacy ever, including when using the toilet. This goes on for years, with no knowledge of why. So much of this section got me thinking about how one would survive when there is no understanding of why one is even there, and no contact with others. The cruelty of just keeping someone in a cage. It got me thinking about people put in detention in the US for ‘immigration violations’ – just stuck in a limbo where they have no idea where they might be kept, what will happen next. No way to fight back.

The second part comes when the women accidentally gain their freedom. A siren sounds and the guards bolt, and they just so happen to have been in the process of opening the cage for another reason, and they leave the keys. So the second part focuses on the women gaining their freedom, but realizing almost immediately that they are both all alone and that no one is coming back to either save or harm them. They organise themselves and realise that their basic needs will be met, as there is plenty of food to last literal years. But of course they explore, and eventually come across another cage. And another. And no guards. And no survivors, because no one else has the serendipity of the timing of the siren and access to keys.

The third part looks at life once the narrator is the sole remaining survivor. As she was youngest by a lot, over the decades the others die, eventually leaving her completely alone to wander until she, too, dies.

Author Harpman does an incredible job of telling all of this from the perspective of someone who has no frame of reference to ‘before times.’ She can’t read, she doesn’t know math, but more importantly, she doesn’t know human connection. She recoils from physical touch and don’t quite understand why people would be asking questions about things (in the beginning). Once she becomes closer to the rest of the women, the narrator starts to recognise the value of knowledge for knowledge’s sake. She is always wanting to explore further, walk faster. She wants to learn about the world before she knew it, but also learn practical things.

Once the last of her fellow prisoners dies, she’s excited to be alone, to have the full freedom she’s craved her whole life. And this all creates the space to ask the questions related to what it is to be alive, and what is humanity. Obviously humanity is cruelty, given the cages these women (and later, men, we discover) are kept in, and the fact that someone, or some people, created a world with nothing but these cages in bunkers underground. But humanity is also community, and having a purpose, even if that purpose is to find a way to pass the time before death arrives.

Is this a bleak story? Sort of? But it’s also a beautiful story about how people adjust to the life they have, and try to make the best out of it.

Monday

21

April 2025

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The House of My Mother by Shari Franke

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Four Stars

Best for:
Those interested in hearing the first-hand accounts of children who grew up in the realm of ‘Mommy Blogging.’ Those interested in how someone can recover from public and private emotional abuse.

In a nutshell:
Shari Franke grew up as the eldest daughter in the ‘Eight Passengers’ YouTube channel run by her mother, Ruby Franke. Ruby is now in prison, and Shari is telling her own story.

Worth quoting:
“In this family, the only safe emotion was no emotion at all.”

Why I chose it:
I was vaguely aware of the Ruby Franke situation, and recently watched the Netflix documentary about it (which Shari participated in). I thought it would be good to hear the story more directly from Shari herself.

Review:
Today is a bank holiday where I live, and I had no plans, so basically other than a break for a couple of chores that required my attention, I listened to this book all day.

Shari Franke is the oldest of six children, and the daughter of Ruby and Kevin (who Shari refers to by their first names throughout, and not as ‘mom’ and ‘dad’), originally known for their very popular YouTube channel that documented the lives of the Mormon family. However, as Shari details, the camera showed a very curated version of life, with Ruby in reality serving as a cold, narcissistic parent focused on making their family look perfect.

And while I think that’s what most folks are aware of if they know about the family at all, much of the focus of Shari’s book is on the abuse that followed even more intensely when Ruby got the family involved in ‘ConnecXions,’ a cult run by Jodi Hildebrandt. Yes, the recording and posting of minor children without their informed consent is creepy (and I genuinely don’t understand the appeal of those channels), but the bizarre controlling behavior stemming from Jodi’s cult is what ultimately leads to Ruby’s downfall and the breakdown of the family.

Ruby is a cruel woman, an abusive woman, and a controlling woman. She spoke to her children and her husband in such a formal, stilted way, weaponizing therapy language and saying things like she ‘invites’ someone to leave the house or ‘invites’ someone to do work on themselves. It’s disturbing, and I can’t imagine using that language to speak with someone one allegedly loves. And I’m certain that there are many parents like Ruby, who see their children not as individuals with rights and feelings and hopes of their own, but purely as extensions of their parents who should submit to their control in all ways.

So gross.

Shari has gone through a lot, but she speaks of it with such empathy and maturity. The final chapter looks at how Shari thinks Ruby got to be where she is, and it’s not a clinical examination, but one that shows Shari has so much compassion for others. I found it especially astute when she discusses what Ruby’s life might have been like if she hadn’t been told that the only avenue available to her was being a mother.

Shari’s maturity and compassion also shown by the fact that she doesn’t name her minor siblings, and doesn’t detail what Ruby did to them, because she wants them to have the control back over their own stories. She speaks with a maturity that I cannot fathom for someone her age who has experienced what she has. And I appreciate how much she relies on her faith. I am not a Christian, and I know that (like pretty much every religion), the LDS church has some serious issues, and even in the book we learn about times when the people in the church let Shari down, but clearly she finds strength, and comfort, and support in her experience of her faith, and that seems to be what kept her going through everything.

Saturday

19

April 2025

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Sunrise on the Reaping by Suzanne Collins

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Best for:
Fans of the Hunger Games series.

In a nutshell:
This is the story of Haymitch Abernathy’s Hunger Games. The 50th one, the second quarter quell.

Worth quoting:
N/A

Why I chose it:
I heard good things about it.

Review:
I didn’t read the last prequel, and couldn’t get through the movie – I just didn’t find it to be a good film. Maybe the book was better? But when I saw that this was getting good word of mouth, I knew I wanted to read it.

I don’t want to spoil too much for those who go into it like I did – completely unknowing. But I do appreciate a few things. First, this book is still brutal. I don’t enjoy reading descriptions of the murder of children; Collins however manages to make those deaths serve the purpose of the book. The Capital is a cruel place, and the cruelty is the whole point.

I think Collins does a great job of developing Haymitch’s back story and personality. I get why the mentor version we meet is the way he is. And she also weaves in the stories of others we’ve met before, explaining some relationships and how people end up the way they end up in the later books.

The things that stood out the most to me were the discussions about what people accept, and when people fight back. There are conversations between Plutarch and Haymitch that are so relevant now. The US is dealing with fascism, children continue to be murdered in Gaza, and the UK just this past week had a horrible ruling that takes away rights of some of the most marginalised people in society. What are we willing to do about it? What can we do about it? Not just the collective we, but us as individuals? What sacrifices should we be expected and willing to make? And why do we have to make the sacrifices when the powerful are the ones making things so very bad?

It’s not a hopeful book in the traditional sense, but the hope in it comes from the community, and the ability for each person to play a small part, pushing towards a greater good. And this is not a spoiler – but obviously whatever Haymitch and his community work do in the 50th hunger games doesn’t stop them – there’s a 74th, and a 75th. But it’s a step. And an important one. Sometimes things don’t get better overnight.

Saturday

19

April 2025

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The Ministry of Time by Kaliane Bradley

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Four Stars

Best for:
Those who enjoy a little bit of science fiction and a lot of philosophy.

In a nutshell:
The UK government has a time machine, but instead of traveling into the future, they’ve decided to travel to the past to bring four people to current time to see how they can integrate into the modern era.

Worth quoting:
“Who thinks their job is on the side of right? They fed us all poison from a bottle marked ‘prestige’ and we developed a high tolerance for bitterness.”

“Fitzjames had once asked him how he could approach life-threatening peril and minor annoyances with the same mildness and he’d shrugged. ‘It doesn’t improve my mood to catastrophise, so I don’t.’”

“An underrated symptom of inherited trauma is how socially awkward it is to live with.”

Why I chose it:
I’ve seen it in stores, and then it was the choice for a book subscription I’m in, so figured it was time to read it.

Review:
Ah, what a great read. I read it while on vacation and so was able to inhale it over the course of just a few days.

The book is told mostly from the perspective of the narrator, who I’ll call the Bridge. There are actually five bridges, one assigned to each of the five people brought from the past, including during the plague in the 1600s, as well as the trenches of World War 1. The Bridge who narrates this book is assigned to Graham Gore, a naval man who died in an arctic expedition. Except before he can die, he is saved and brought to the near future, as part of a test to see how people handle moving through time.

The science fiction of it all isn’t the main focus of the book, which I appreciate. Instead, the focus is on all the different aspects of what it is like for people who are brought from their time to now. What are the ethics of this? How does it impact different people? And what happens to the relationships they form in their new reality?

I love books like this. It’s not the same, but it reminded me a bit of ‘The Measure.’ And the writing? The writing is SO GOOD. There’s so much humor, and also humanity, in Bradley’s writing. The ending wasn’t my favorite, which is why this isn’t five stars, but it’s not a bad ending, if that makes sense. Just took away a bit from the rest of the book. But still, so, so good.

Saturday

19

April 2025

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Clear by Carys Davies

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4 Stars

Best for:
Those who enjoy a quiet, intimate tale.

In a nutshell:
John is contracted to travel to a remote Scottish island to remove the last inhabitant so that the landlord can use the land to raise sheep.

Worth quoting:
N/A

Why I chose it:
This book is very popular in Scotland at the moment, where I live. I took it with me on a trip to the Outer Hebrides, as that just seemed appropriate.

Review:
This book is a slow burn. While the backdrop is the highland clearances, the focus is on one individual, John, who is a minister trying to raise money for his new church. He and his site do not have a lot of funds, so he takes on a job of traveling to a remote Scottish to bring back the only remaining inhabitant, a man named Ivar who doesn’t speak much English.

While there, John has a fall, and Ivar takes him in. Meanwhile, John’s wife Mary decides that perhaps the job John has taken isn’t safe, and chooses to make the journey out to join him.

So much of the story is describing the land, and the lives of John, Mary, and Ivar. It’s about different relationships, against the backdrop of the cruelty of the clearances. It’s about how to communicate when you don’t speak the same language. And it’s about understanding and making changes for the people you care for.

Monday

31

March 2025

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All the Missing Girls by Megan Miranda

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Three Stars

Best for:
Those who like a bit of creative license with their storytelling.

In a nutshell:
Nicolette is back home to help prepare her dad’s home for sale. Her dad’s memory is going, but he keeps saying things that make other think he knows about someone who went missing ten years ago.

Worth quoting:
N/A

Why I chose it:
I liked another work by this author.

Review:
I was into this book at the start, then was skeptical, but by the end I was mostly on board. The entire book is told from Nicolette’s perspective. She is engaged to Ethan, a wealthy attorney in Philadelphia, but she heads back home. Her dad is in a memory care facility, and her brother Dan needs some help getting the family home ready to sell. Nic’s ex boyfriend Travis is helping with some repairs on the house.

We learn by the second day she’s there that Travis’s girlfriend Anabelle has gone missing, which brings up the past – ten years earlier, Nic’s best friend went missing and was never found. Her father starts making strange comments, and the police are interested.

At this point we jump forward two weeks. And each chapter after that is a day before – so day 14, day 13, day 12, etc. Nic tells us something, then a chapter later we find out how that might be relevant, and what information she might not have fully shared. It was annoying at first, but after I got into it and accepted that I wasn’t going to get the whole story the way I thought I would, it was mostly an entertaining read. Not a huge fan of the ending, but it works.

Sunday

23

March 2025

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The Last to Vanish by Megan Miranda

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4 Stars

Best for:
Fans of claustrophobic mysteries with possibly unreliable narrators and reasonable twists.

In a nutshell:
Abby works at in a town where seven people have gone missing in four separate incidents over the years. The sibling of the latest to disappear has arrived at the Inn where she works, and he has questions.

Worth quoting:
Nothing stood out.

Why I chose it:
When I was visiting my parents last month, my mother recommended this as something I’d like.

Review:
This was an interesting mystery. It had that small town feel that I enjoy in mysteries – much like the Icelandic books I’ve read, where everything takes place in one town, and where everyone knows everyone else’s business.

Abby works at the inn owned by her now-deceased uncle and his wife. She’s been there for ten years, so not a local. She arrived right around when someone went missing – the fifth, after a group of four guys went missing over a decade earlier. The town is right at the edge of the Appalachian trail, so the assumption is that everyone who has gone missing met their end from a fall on the trail.

But four months ago, a reporter came to town, looking into the six disappearances. Then he went missing, and now his brother has shown up at the inn, wanting answers.

The author does a great job of holding back information without it being silly once it is revealed – nothing is truly out of the blue. She also plays around a bit with the narrator – is she reliable, is she telling us everything she knows? The author also creates a very specific feeling with the town and its inhabitants – how some people can never be considered a ‘local’ no matter how long they live there, how people can close ranks to protect their own, how some are always suspicious of others.

I enjoyed this one enough to seek out other books by the author – just downloaded one to read this week.