Sometimes you (I) read a book that makes your brain feel too small – in the best possible way. A book that makes one marvel at the cleverness and aspire to do better, think more originally, try harder.
Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn is just such a book. I’m afraid this is not going to be a very useful précis – just an enthusiastic recommendation with no explanation to back it up. This is because it’s one of those books that, the less you know about it in advance, the better. I don’t want to spoil it for you so all I will say is ‘keep your ears closed and read it immediately’.
I will also say that the woman is a genius and I will be surprised if I read a better book this year.
I was intrigued and beguiled and shocked and shaken – all those things one should be after reading such a great rollercoaster of a book. So I immediately picked up her previous works – Sharp Objects and Dark Places.
I finished Sharp Objects last night and I was knocked sideways. I still don’t think I have recovered fully this morning. It wasn’t as fiendish as Gone Girl, in many ways, but I think it will stay with me for longer. I am now, it is fair to say, mildly obsessed.
I picked up Dark Places last night but realised I couldn’t embark upon it so soon after the last. So, at the time of writing, I am planning to start in earnest tonight. You may not see me again for a while. Wish me luck.