Hollie
Oh, this was not my favorite, I'm afraid. Sharp Objects is skillfully written but the story is much darker than I'd normally go for (I read it for a book club), and the heroine just struggled throughout - I never felt happy for her and I had trouble relating to her, so, in the end, it felt like witnessing the life of someone I cared for but couldn't connect with just unravel, in truly awful ways, while I could do nothing but watch. I didn't enjoy it. Like the many descriptions of vomiting in the story, reading it felt like tasting bile for hours.
I didn't like any of the characters (except her editor back in Chicago). The small town's inhabitants are pretty uniformly characterized as uneducated, troubled, and driven to alcoholism, addiction, and escapism. I found this whole side of the book to be fairly insulting to small towns. Every character was a negative stereotype of unsophisticated, small-minded, gossipy people. It made it hard to care when you finally find out who did it.
Unable to relate to main character.