- from The Secret Place, by Tana French (Viking, 2014)
"You forget what it was like. You'd swear on your life you never will, but year by year it falls away. How your temperature ran off the mercury, your heart galloped flat-out and never needed to rest, everything was pitched on the edge of shattering glass. How wanting something was like dying of thirst. How your skin was too fine to keep out any of the million things flooding by; every color boiled bright enough to scald you, any second of any day could send you soaring or rip you to bloody shreds."Ach. The magic and the rush and the bittersweet and the agony of adolescent friendships, with a touch of the supernatural and suspense doled out in perfect measure. Loved every moment.
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I borrowed my copy of The Secret Place from my local library.
I have a Tana French novel at home -- haven't read her yet but everyone swoons over her! This is a lovely sentence -- we'll see if I can stand the tension (I'm such a wuss abt thrillers!).
ReplyDeleteOh I do hope you enjoy. Yes, the tension was great in this one, but it was more of the psychological excavation of past events kind, and less of the what will jump out at me and who's next kind - a different kind of suspense :D
DeleteThat last sentence of your opinion - best thing to hear!
ReplyDeleteyes, an absorbing read is a wonderful find - popping over to check out your latest discoveries!
DeleteI enjoyed your review, Jennifer. You added a nice personal touch to it.
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