Book Review: “Sharp Objects” by Gillian Flynn

Atmospheric characterisation and narration. *** (3.5)

It’s dark, gritty, and at times, uncomfortable. But that’s what Gillian Flynn creates purposefully and brilliantly through her atmospheric characterisation and narration.

Of course, I wasn’t introduced to Gillian Flynn until I read Gone Girl, which by the way, I loved. It instantly became one of my favourite books. I wanted more from her. This is when I was attracted to Sharp Objects. Her debut novel.

We are introduced to a Camille Preaker, a young journalist trying to make a better life for herself. Her sister Marian died at a young age and Camille has been battling her own demons. Her family is hurting and so is Camille, but she wants to focus on her career. That is until she’s sent back to her hometown to report on the death of a girl in Wind Gap, Missouri, her hometown. Another girl is missing, and this is thought by her boss, Curry, to be a big story told by a local.

This is not a detective mystery where we follow the police. Law enforcement doesn’t exist in this story.

Camille is investigator, reporter and resident. It’s dark, it’s gritty, it’s disturbing, it’s creepy. This is all achieved, in my opinion, from the characterisation.

The story itself is painfully slow. I actually found myself telling my better half repeatedly, ‘nothing has happened’. The last 85% though is where EVERYTHING happens. It came and went as quick as a box of Krispy Kreme donuts!

To conclude, I enjoyed the way the story was told but I thought the book was way too slow.

*** (3.5 stars)

Sharp Objects Gillian Flynn

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Mobile Phone VS Book!!

Recently, I came back from a weeks holiday in Santorini (Greece). This is my story and plea to never let books die out.

Whilst on holiday, I had a little accident. On the FIRST day, that’s right the first bloody day, I decided to have a dip in the swimming pool. As I stepped into the chilling chlorinated waters, I realised that my pocket was rather bulky. I felt my pocket and thought ‘there’s something hard in this pocket.’ Now I know what you’re thinking (dirty minded people) Let me make this clear… there were a lot of older women with EVERYTHING on show whilst they tanned so it isn’t… let’s say a part of my body. But as I forced my hand into my pocket, I yanked out my phone, covered in water.

‘Great, my life is ruined.’ I thought as I sulked back to my sun bed. I even went to the trouble of placing my phone in some Uncle Ben’s Rice to soak up the water. It didn’t work so it meant that I would have to cope an entire week without my phone.

Admittedly, it was fine, I did not miss my phone. Instead, I spent all my holiday reading.
I read a few books. I read Eeny Meeny by M. J. Arlidge (Average) , A Tap on The Window by Linwood Barclay (A very good book) and most of Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn (Boring at first, better in the second half.).
As I read, I realised that I actually missed reading. With University, Writing and part time work, I never really get to sit down and just read whatever I want to and this holiday gave me that opportunity.
I honestly felt happier reading than if I was on my phone crushing candy, sending selfies or Tweeting about my day to people who simply don’t really care.

So lets all hail books because they’re amazing. Never let them become extinct. Peace.

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