The Line That Held Us

This book started off strong, was pretty sluggish at the mid-way point, and ended in damn near amazingland. Yeah, you've been there.

“Blurred lines” a Coen bros film. That's what this book should be called. Almost everything was two sides of the same coin and it was super worthwhile.

Protagonist vs. Antagonist? Blurry.
Right vs. Wrong? Blurry.
Piety vs. Perversion? Blurry.

Perhaps the shining accomplishment of this tale was the gorgeous scene setting. Every leaf sagged under the the dew of Joy's love of Jackson County. I kid you not, I have not often been so totally transported to a story's locale like I was with this one. What's more? Joy found a way to make even the landscape a chatacter in the story. He used it to provide exposition and to set tone and to inspire feeling and it was wonderful.

Fair warning: It's a bit dark-ish.