Razorblade Tears – S.A. Cosby

Razorblade Tears is my second book by S.A. Cosby (All the Sinners Bleed). It’s a straightforward revenge thriller that grabs you by the throat immediately and shakes the living daylights out of you until the end.

Ike Randolph and Buddy Lee Jenkins have very little in common with each other except for the fact that Ike’s son, Isiah, fell in love with Buddy Lee’s son, Derek. Neither man had a solid relationship with their son for reasons that are more complicated than their sexual orientation. Ike spent several years in prison when Isiah was younger. Buddy Lee also spent time in prison. Ike has been out for a few years now, and has built a successful lawncare business; Buddy Lee lives in a rundown trailer and drinks too much. Ike is Black and married to his high school sweetheart; Buddy Lee is white and divorced.

Then their sons are murdered. And when it doesn’t look like the police intend to solve the crime, Ike and Buddy Lee join forces to find out what happened to them and make it right. And by make it right, I mean cause bodily harm to anyone involved.

It is often the case, and certainly true for Ike and Buddy Lee, that we only realize how much we love someone when they are gone. I mean, sure, these fathers loved their sons, but they also couldn’t abide the fact of their homosexuality. Their deaths stir up all sorts of unresolved feelings and also calls into question the validity of those feelings. Buddy Lee gets there a little quicker than Ike:

Derek was different. Whatever rot that lived in the roots of the Jenkins family tree had bypassed Derek. His son was so full of positive potential it had made him glow like a shooting star from the day he was born. He had accomplished more in his twenty-seven years than most of the entire Jenkins bloodline had in a generation.

Once the men start to ask questions about their sons, they find themselves in the crosshairs of a gang of bikers, and someone powerful further up the food chain. Ike and Buddy Lee are not without skills and they find themselves in some truly terrifying situations. Their partnership grows from wary colleagues to something like friendship as they take a wrecking ball to the mystery surrounding their sons’ deaths.

Razorblade Tears is violent, funny, heartfelt and a total page turner. It asks a lot of questions, not the least of which is what happens to a person who is not allowed to be their authentic selves. You will be rooting for these middle-aged men from start to finish.

The Safest Lies – Megan Miranda

Seventeen-year-old Kelsey and her mother live in a fortress of a house; it even has a safe room in the basement. Kelsey has always felt safe there and, in fact, “The black iron gates used to be [her] favorite thing about the house.” She acknowledges that her life isn’t like the lives of her classmates. For starters, her mother hasn’t left the house in 17 years. For another, she has to meet with Jan.

Seeing Jan was part of my mother’s deal to keep me. Jan was assigned by the state. I’ve come to rely on her, but I also don’t totally trust her, because she reports to someone else, who decides my fate. My mother relies on her even more, and trusts her even less.

Although previously homeschooled, Kelsey now attends high school and on her way home one day she has a car accident. Ryan, classmate and local volunteer firefighter, is first on the scene and “saves” her from certain death. His heroism lands the pair in the paper and that’s when Kelsey’s life starts to unravel.

She does something she shouldn’t and sneaks out of the house one night to see Ryan receive a medal for saving her life. When she returns home, she discovers the gate at the front unlocked, and when she makes her way inside, her mother is missing. It’s a big deal because, remember, mom hasn’t been outside in 17 years.

Megan Miranda’s YA thriller The Safest Lies is pretty much what you’d expect from a book of this type. A plucky heroine, a solid love interest, a couple red herrings, a mystery and enough action to propel the plot forward. I was pretty invested when there seemed to be stakes (who are the shadowy figures lurking around and I guess that safe room will come in handy after all, eh?) It doesn’t necessarily wrap up as satisfactorily or as believably as I might have hoped, but as a seasoned thriller reader, that’s to be expected.

Teens probably won’t be able to turn the pages fast enough.

This Book Will Bury Me – Ashley Winstead

On the plus side, Ashley Winstead’s latest novel This Book will Bury Me is a page turner. On the negative side, the book doesn’t hang together and I didn’t finish it feeling satisfied. This is the fourth book I have read by this author. I had similar feelings about her debut, In My Dreams I Hold a Knife, and then I really liked The Last Housewife and Midnight is the Darkest Hour.

Janeway Sharp, a college student, receives horrible news: her father has died. She returns home to be with her mother and try to process this unexpected and devastating loss. She doesn’t quite know how to manage her grief and then one night she stumbles upon an online group of armchair true crime detectives and gets sucked down the rabbit hole.

Soon she is helping a small group of people (Mistress, Citizen, Lightly, and Goku) solve a murder, an activity that provides both satisfaction and distraction. Jane earns the title of “savant” because she can apparently see things/details that others miss. That’s lucky for her, I guess.

When a terrible crime takes place in Idaho, the group immediately jumps on it, eventually deciding to meet up there so they can be boots on the ground. Lightly, a former cop, has a connection in the FBI and suddenly they find themselves special consultants. If Idaho seems like a very specific place for a murder, that’s because this case is essentially the Idaho college murders which took the lives of four students and for which Bryan Kohberger was recently sentenced to life without parole.

Suddenly Jane finds herself sharing a house with people she had only known online and they become a family of sorts — just a family with a shared true crime obsession. They follow the clues, turn over rocks, and insinuate themselves into the lives of people connected to the case. All of this is ethically grey, of course, but Jane isn’t so naive as to not realize it is. Still, she’s determined to find out what happened.

The book is not without its controversy because of its similarity to the Idaho murders. All of this makes for a quick narrative and I didn’t really have a problem with it. My issues had more to do with the subplot of Jane’s father. Jane decides to do some digging, to find out about the person she felt the closest to, but whom she doesn’t feel she knows anything about. There were some things about her father that were revealed that didn’t really go anywhere and felt more like a distraction than a meaningful part of the novel’s narrative.

I also questioned some of the things that happened at the end of the book, as the narrative wrapped up. It seemed sort of implausible to me and left me feeling sort of meh about the whole thing when all was said and done.

Still, for anyone who has ever found a community online, or true crime junkies – you’d probably enjoy this book.

I Have Some Questions For You – Rebecca Makkai

It took me forever to read Rebecca Makkai’s novel I Have Some Questions For You, but that does not speak to the book’s subject matter or quality – both of which are terrific, and should have been right up my alley.

Bodie Kane, a film professor and podcaster, is offered the opportunity to teach a mini-semester (two weeks) on podcasting at Granby School, the private New England high school she spent four not altogether happy years of her life. Her feelings about Granby are further complicated by her memories of Thalia Keith, her roommate who was murdered during their senior year. Omar Evans, the school’s athletic trainer, is currently serving life in prison for the crime, despite maintaining his innocence. Bodie is somewhat reluctant to return but, she “wanted to see if I could do it–if, despite my nerves, my almost adolescent panic, I was ready to measure myself against the girl who’d slouched her way through Granby.”

One of the students in her class wants to re-examine the crime, and Bodie finds herself sucked back into the past. As her student, Britt, takes another look at the scant evidence used to convict Omar, Bodie begins to consider the crime and the people involved from the distance of the 23 years which have passed since she graduated.

I Have Some Questions for You is not a thriller in the commercial sense of the word. It is written in the first person, almost like a letter to one of Bodie’s former teachers, a person she becomes increasing suspicious of as time goes on. It’s slow moving, especially in part one. There are also other things going on in Bodie’s life, an ex-husband who is accused of inappropriate sexual advances and the Twitter fallout which wraps its ugly arms around Bodie, Covid, and a stalled relationship with a handsome lawyer. The second half definitely picks up.

I think I found it slow going just because of the way I read it–a pause in the middle while I visited my kids–and so it’s definitely not a question of the book’s pedigree. I finished feeling wholly satisfied. It’s a compelling, well-written mystery with lots to say about our fascination with true crime, the fetishization of victims and how, sometimes, justice just isn’t served.

Await Your Reply – Dan Chaon

Here’s a weird reading situation: I started and finished Dan Chaon’s novel Await Your Reply without really understanding what I was reading. The novel follows three different stories, all of them compelling enough to keep me reading but when I turned the last page my reaction was “huh?”

In one story, recent high school graduate, Lucy, runs off with her handsome history teacher, George Orson. It makes sense for her to go; her parents are dead and she isn’t close to her older sister, Patricia. “And so: why not? They would make a clean break.” George has promised her a remarkable life, but first a stop in Nebraska, where George becomes secretive and evasive.

In another story, Miles is on the hunt for his twin brother, Hayden, who has been missing for a decade. Hayden’s most recent letter to Miles is filled with dire warnings about “the police, and any government official, FBI, CIA, even local government.” Miles knows his brother has had some mental health problems, and he could just ignore the letter when it comes, but he can’t do that, especially when Hayden tells him that he “may never hear from [him] again.”

Finally, there’s Ryan and his father, Jay. The novel opens with the two of them traveling to the hospital.

On the seat beside him, in between him and his father, Ryan’s severed hand is resting on a bed of ice in an eight-quart Styrofoam cooler.

Ryan has only recently been reunited with his father and that reunion caused Ryan to give up the life and parents he once had. Jay is kind of a dope-smoking deadbeat who makes his living by stealing people’s identities and drags Ryan into this life, too.

So, what do these stories have to do with each other? It feels like absolutely nothing, yet my brain kept trying to fit the pieces together. The book’s unique structure makes it almost impossible to discern whether or not these narratives are running concurrently or one after the other. The book has a lot to say about identity and whether or not we should be content to live just one version of ourselves. I dunno. I found this book flummoxing, but I kept reading and I would still say I enjoyed the read even if most of it flew over my head.

Come With Me – Ronald Malfi

Part ghost story, part serial killer story and part story about grief, new-to-me author Ronald Malfi’s novel Come With Me reminded me of the work of authors like Peter Straub and Thomas H. Cook, both fine authors imho.

Aaron Decker, a translator, and his wife, Allison, a reporter for a community newspaper, are happily married. They live a quiet life, but their happiness is upended when Allison is tragically killed. It is only after she is gone that Aaron discovers a receipt from a motel stay that Allison hadn’t told him about. Was she having an affair?

I’m of the opinion that when it comes to secrets, there is no end to what we don’t know about a person. Even the person who sleeps next to us and shares our lives.

Aaron can’t help himself; he has to go looking and what he discovers takes him on a journey through the back roads of his wife’s childhood and towards a serial killer.

Come With Me is written as though Aaron is talking to Allison and it appears Allison is communicating with Aaron from beyond the grave. Lights flick on. Songs offer clues. Fragments of conversations that previously made no sense click into place. Aaron discovers surprising secrets about his wife and soon he finds that he has no choice but to finish what she had started before her death,

I really enjoyed this book. It isn’t horror, and it isn’t a straight up thriller, either. It’s not a page turner, although I did very much look forward to diving into it every chance I could. There’s definitely some creepy moments and definitely some suspense, but I compared Malfi to Straub and Cook because both of those writers penned literary mysteries/ghost stories. Thoughtful and slow moving. I hope the comparison is understood as the compliment I intend it to be.

I will definitely be checking out more work by this author.

The Paris Apartment – Lucy Foley

Jess needs to get out of Dodge (Dodge being London) and so she reaches out to her older half-brother Ben to see if she can come stay with him in Paris. But when she arrives in Paris, he’s not responding to her buzzing up to his flat, nor is he answering her calls. Jess is desperate because she’s broke, doesn’t speak the language, and doesn’t know anyone in Paris.

Lucy Foley’s novel The Paris Apartment has a similar structure to the only other Foley novel I’ve read The Guest List. In both novels, multiple characters have an opportunity to share their insight or, as is often the case, misdirect the reader. In The Paris Apartment, Jess encounters Sophie and her husband Jacques, the owners of the building who live in the penthouse. Then, there’s Nick, Ben’s university friend and the reason Ben was able to land such swanky digs. Mimi, an artist, lives with her roommate Camille; Antoine lives with his wife, Dominique, on the first floor. And then there’s the Concierge, an older woman who lives in a tiny cabin in the corner of the courtyard, tasked with keeping an eye on the building, and its inhabitants.

It becomes clear to Jess that these people are hiding something and her determination to find out what happened to Ben outweighs any fear she has for her safety. Ben is the only family she has and although a part of her resents his success (they share a mother, who died when they were quite young and both children were fostered out; Ben fared a little bit better than Jess and has had a more successful life), she also loves him.

There’s lots of misdirection and red herrings in Foley’s book and your level of enjoyment will depend on how much you care for Jess and finding out what exactly happened in the Paris apartment. The story is okay, albeit a little slow, particularly at the beginning. If you haven’t read a lot of this type of story before, this would be an okay place to start. Otherwise, I wouldn’t bother.

Just Like Home – Sarah Gailey

Despite the fact that they have been estranged for several years, when 30-something Vera Crowder’s mother, Daphne, asks her to come home because she is dying, Vera packs up her less-than-stellar life and heads home to the house that was both heaven and hell.

Her father, Francis Crowder, had built the house long before she was born, back when his marriage to Vera’s mother was new. Back before everything else happened, before everyone knew his name. He’d built it with his two strong hands, built it right in the middle of his square patch of green land, built two stories above the ground and dug one below.

It is really Vera’s complicated feelings for her father that drive her back home, “that, and the impossible reality of her mother’s voice on the phone, rippling with sickness.”

Home is now a bit of a circus. In order to make ends meet, Daphne has been renting out the garden shed to artists, writers, and lookie-loos hoping to be inspired by Francis Crowder’s madness. The latest inhabitant is James Duvall, an artist who feels he has a special right to be there because his father had written the definitive book about Francis’s crimes. Vera hates him on sight.

As a child, Vera was convinced that something nefarious was happening in Crowder house, particular in the basement where she was often awoken by “wet slapping noises” coming from down there. Francis kept the basement locked and Vera was given strict instructions to never go down there.

Generally speaking, her relationship with her father is easier than her relationship with her mother.

He’s a big wall of clean soap with curly brown hair that’s thinning in back, a crooked smile with a chipped tooth in front, big ropy muscles in his arms from cutting lumber all day. He’ll scoop Vera up close into a hug after he’s checked the bed and the closet and the curtains and the corners. He’ll tell her that no monsters are there. He’ll check twice.

Just Like Home is a novel about family as much as it’s about anything. And I was wholly invested in watching the family dynamics play out; Vera’s growing understanding (but strangely not horror) of what her father was up to, the erosion of her relationship with her mother. It also examines the weird cult of leeches who feed off the misfortune of others. Vera isn’t particularly likeable, although she is somehow sympathetic.

Then there’s that ending. I was all in until that. Still, worth a read.

The Stopped Heart – Julie Myerson

Julie Myerson’s novel The Stopped Heart clocks in at 500 pages and so while not especially easy to hold up in bed, which is where I do a lot of my reading, I was wholly invested in the story and its dual timelines.

In the present day, Mary and her husband, Graham, have left their lives in the city and moved to a little cottage in Suffolk. It’s clear that something traumatic has happened in their lives to necessitate this move, but the details of that event will take some time to be revealed. The cottage, filled with what Graham hopes will be “possibilities” freaks Mary out a little bit from the start. She sees things and hears things but the truth is that grief has made her a little punch drunk.

Many decades earlier, Eliza lives with her parents and younger siblings on this very property, which was once a working farm. Her life consists of helping her mother and caring for her brothers and sisters, but everything changes the night of the big storm that topples an old elm beside the cottage. “The night he came, a storm. Just like him, it seemed to come from nowhere,” Eliza recalls.

The tree misses the newcomer by inches and suddenly he’s been invited into the house.

His hair was bright red, the reddest I’d ever seen on any person. Thick on top, but shaved short around the sides and over the ears. His face was rough and bitter. He had the look of someone who’d just walked out of a room where bad things had happened.

His name is James Dix and he will change 13-year-old Eliza’s life.

Myerson’s book runs on these parallel tracks, pulling the reader along to places I definitely did not want to go. For example, I figured out relatively early on what haunted Mary, even without knowing the exact details. Her grief was palpable and exhausting and explained her isolation and her strange friendship with the husband of a neighbour Graham befriends and with whom they occasionally have dinner. Why is Mary telling Eddie these things when she should be sharing them with Graham?

Eliza’s story is even more compelling actually. Although he seems to have cast a spell on everyone, she doesn’t like James. He unnerves her and when he looks at her it’s “into the very center of [her] eyes and he smiled as if he had just turned over a card and found he’d won a great fat prize.” She is right to be wary.

I think this book would fit squarely in the grief horror category. That’s a story that explores themes of grief and loss, and includes supernatural elements. It’s beautifully written, the characters are compelling and there are some very creepy moments. I might have left Eddie out of the whole thing and Graham’s daughter from his first marriage, Ruby, is a distraction, but otherwise, this was a surprisingly great read that I plucked from my tbr shelf where it has been languishing for many years.

A Step Past Darkness – Vera Kurian

It’s 1995 in the small Pennsylvania town of Wesley Falls when six classmates (but not friends) are grouped together for a summer Capstone project. There’s Jia Kwon, whose mother owns the local gem and astrology store and who has the gift of sight; Padma Subramanian, the only other Asian in the small town; Maddy Wesley, beautiful, popular and mean; Kelly Boyle, relatively new at the school and trying to fit in; James Curry, Kelly’s childhood bestie and perpetual outsider, and Casey Cooper, superstar football player.

While there are some alliances in the group, there are also some animosities. Nevertheless, they decide to head to the long abandoned Devil’s Peak coal mine for a school-wide party. James has been in the boarded-up mine several times and when there’s a cave-in, he tries to lead them to safety. But on the way to the Heart of the mine, the group witnesses something horrific – something horrific enough that they swear each other to secrecy and which, in fact, causes them to go their separate ways. They don’t see each for twenty years, when a murder in Wesley Falls reunites them.

Vera Kurian’s novel A Step Past Darkness is, in the author’s own words “an homage to Stephen King’s IT— I have always been taken with its focus on friendship, kids being in over their heads, and the return to a place that both is and isn’t home.” Before I read this in the acknowledgments, I was certainly getting those Derry, Maine vibes. There’s no Pennywise in Kurian’s book, but there is the creepy Pastor Jim Preiss of Golden Praise, the town’s mega church.

Priess is a much beloved figure in the church, an enigmatic character who worked his flock into a lather when he delivered his sermons. From Casey’s point of view, he was the only thing worth paying attention to during the church services. “On more than one occasion, Casey had seen someone pass out. He had to admit, that was kind of badass.”

Golden Praise is a strange place, though. Cult-like. Maddy belongs to the group Circle Girls, “An elite corps of girls who floated through the halls of school, each wearing a small silver circular pin inset with a gem. […]Being a Circle Girl had to do with some combination of popularity in Golden Praise’s Youth Fellowship and a purity promise.” Certain members of the Wesley Falls community are elders at the church. And the church has eyes everywhere.

I was wholly invested in these characters (and some, but not all, parts of their story.) It’s a long book, but I eagerly returned to Wesley Falls and had no trouble turning the pages. It’s not IT, a book I read when it first came out and which holds a special place in my heart, but it’s definitely worth the investment of time and I would certainly read more from this author.