Jenna and I went on a trip this weekend, which, as always, means a chance to get in a lot of reading (and we listened to an audiobook on the drive, which was Slaughterhouse Five).
Two of the books were more than a bit hard to find, involving some haunting of used book stores -- Andrew Pyper's Lost Girls and Jack O'Connell's Box 9. Both are also somewhat cross-genre.
Lost Girls is a ghost story, although, for whatever reason, it's marketed as a mystery novel. Barth Crane is a very unsympathetic lawyer trying to defend a client accused of killing two girls and dumping their bodies in a lake. There's a mild twist in that, contrary to the usual way these books go, his client actually did it. More interesting is the suggestion that there's a vengeful spirit living in the lake who actually trapped the girls, and this spirit begins to haunt Barth as well. But Barth is also completely cracking up from his cocaine usage, lack of sleep, and so on -- maybe the spirit thing is supposed to be a hallucination. The book is a bit coy about it, but I think that, ultimately, Pyper comes down on the side of the ghost being real.
Box 9 is nominally a detective novel; aside from being published by a mystery publisher, and winning an award for best first mystery, it features detectives, drugs, gangs,and all the paraphenalia of an urban mystery. But it doesn't play out much like a mystery -- for one thing, there's no actual crime to solve, as such. Our detectives don't do a whole lot of detecting. Instead, O'Connell is writing about language and communication. It's no accident that the new drug that has swept into this urban environment acts on the language centers of the brain. It makes users understand faster and speak faster -- which, on the face of it would seem to ease communication. Instead, though, users become violent and try to kill each other. It seems that the drug is pointing out the limits of language as a means of communication -- even if time is not an issue, we just can't communicate everything with words.
I'm falling asleep as I write this, so I don't think I'll delve any further into Box 9, which certainly feels like it has a lot to say, more than I can write about here. Also, I'm hoping to tackle the other two books I finished over the weekend in my next post (note to self: that would be The Watchman and Slaughterhouse Five).
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I enjoyed it, some parts were a little scary. I was a little confused at first, but it all worked itself out.
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