Trail of the Lost: The Relentless Search to Bring Home the Missing Hikers of the Pacific Crest Trail
It turns out you can write a book without an ending. The reader experiences a tiny fraction of the weight of the unknown that families of missing hikers face, which is made both understandable and agonizing in this book. Lankford pulls in other (solved) search & rescue stories to try to make up for the three main unsolved cases, and is well placed to inform us of the various agencies, politics, and personalities at play in wilderness missing persons cases and SAR missions.
I'm not sure how I ended up in a fantasy book club, and whether or not I'll stay in the club, but I was a good and social book clubber and read this. It reaffirmed my affinity for most other genres. I don't really understand or care about fantasy, so I won't rate this book. It reminded me of Moby Dick in that we spent a long time on a boat to get to one important point: that we must confront and accept our darkness to be whole humans and therefore live for ourselves, “never in the service of ruin, or pain, or hatred, or the dark.”
I did discover the magic of listening to slow or plodding audiobooks at 1.25 speed, so something good came of this :)
Yes but no. Maybe this is what thriller writers are doing now with twist endings, but I think Lippman chose shock value over layering clues. I know it's not a Golden Age mystery and doesn't have to play by those rules, but I would have appreciated a few more conventions followed.
But also, salute to You're Wrong About!