They always call depression the blues, but I would’ve been happy to waken to a periwinkle outlook. Depression to me is urine yellow. Washed out, exhausted miles of weak piss.
Whew. Sharp Objects is a heavy, heavy book. I’m going to need quite a few light reads after this one. I was reading this book, simultaneously horrified and yet intrigued and needing to know what happened. This book is absolutely not for the faint-hearted.
QUICK SYNOPSIS: A reporter returns to her hometown to try and get a story on two missing/murdered girls. While she is following this story, she uncovers the story of her past that she thought she left behind.
I think Stephen King put it best in his quote on the back of my edition of Sharp Objects. “I found myself dreading the last thirty pages or so but was helpless to stop turning them. Then, after the lights were out, the story just stayed there in my head, coiled and hissing. An admirably nasty piece of work.” I winced and cringed through the end of this book, then closed it and sat there and just stared at the floor for a while digesting the story. I’m still not recovered!
I read this book because I started watching the show (here’s a sneak peek of the show if you haven’t already seen it) and I absolutely couldn’t wait to see who committed the murders and what happened. The shows first two episodes are eerie and very well done, in my opinion, after reading the book. I’m very impressed in how they executed the episodes so far, and I can’t wait to see what they do with the rest of it.
So, if I had to describe this book in one word, I would say: haunting. If you are looking for a book with a lot of heavy subject matter that will stick with you for a while, look no further and go read this book now. I’m sure I’ll be thinking about this book for a while. I only rated it down one star because it was a little too heavy for me. The subject matter was wicked and dark, and reading about my home state in this light was, well, quite terrifying. Luckily, I’m writing safely from a different state now. Ha!