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Reporter Camille Preaker, fresh from a brief stay in a psychiatric facility, has a difficult assignment ahead of her: she must return to her small hometown to cover the murders of two preteen girls. Camille hasn't spoken to her neurotic, hypochondriac mothe... r in years, or to her half-sister, a beautiful thirteen-year-old with an eerie grip on the town, whom she barely knows. Camille now finds herself identifying with the young victims—a little too strongly—in her old bedroom in her family's Victorian mansion. She must solve the psychological puzzle of her own past if she is to get the story—and survive this homecoming—as she is plagued by her own demons.
Sometimes I think illness sits inside every woman, waiting for the right moment to bloom. I have known so many sick women all my life. Women with chronic pain, with ever-gestating diseases. Women with conditions. Men, sure, they have bone snaps, they have backaches, they have a surgery or two, yank out a tonsil, insert a shiny plastic hip. Women get consumed.
There was nothing I wanted to do more than be unconscious again, wrapped in black, gone away. I was raw. I felt swollen with potential tears, like a water balloon filled to burst. Begging for a pin prick.
Sharp Objects is a gripping novel that sucks the reader into this small town mentality, where the misfit is tormented, young girls grow up too fast and the whole sorry bunch is in deep denial. Each word will sear on your skin and leave more than a lasting impression.
Read this if you like Michael Dibdin's Aurelio Zen novels ( Dead Lagoon and Cabal) as the twisty plots are reminiscent. You may have enjoyed Donna Leon's Fatal Remedies and if this is more your bag, then you should probably give Sharp Objects a try.
At one point, this dance on the dark side was hardly bearable for me, Flynn proving there is no safety from some things, even for the reader. This is an impressive, disturbing tale from a fearless writer.