When reclusive novelist Senna Richards wakes up on her thirty-third birthday, everything has changed. Caged behind an electrical fence, locked in a house in the middle of the snow, Senna is left to decode the clues to find out why she was taken. If she wants her freedom, she has to take a close look at her past. But, her past has a heartbeat…and her kidnapper is nowhere to be found. With her survival hanging by a thread, Senna soon realizes this is a game. A dangerous one. Only the truth can set her free.
*** This review will contain spoilers. Read at your own risk.***
(this is a dark read. Contains situations that may be disturbing to some readers)
If I was granted 3 wishes, 1 of them would be to spend some time in Tarryn Fisher’s head. I’d walk all over her mind, see how it ticks, and how it tocks. I’d walk and I would run and I would probably ask for another wish. To re-enter it again because I don’t think I’d be able to pick through everything and still feel justified that I got what I was looking for. Because truth be told, Ms. Fisher, she’s brilliant. Her words have the essence to sooth you and make you seethe. Make.You.Think.
I feel 0, (zero, zilch, nada) that I silently stalk her on social media.
I’ve seen the faces of Mud Vein. Selfies of emotion. Selfies of pain. Mine is of disbelief and anguish. The utter WTF moments we all have. And I usually have them at the hands of a book. Tarryn gave me a ride to end all rides. Scary roller coasters. The ones that make you wonder if your heart can sustain the next turn, the next loop, the next spin. The anger that I still hold on to. Angry why? Because I know without a shadow of a doubt that I will now be in a book funk. Because really how do you get passed all these rush of emotions???? And none of them happy???
My Mud Vein face:
Most authors, like actors, tend to stick to the same genre and if they try to break through and write against the grain, the fan base, there can be an uproar. Questions will be thrown at you from all directions. WHY? WHAT? HOW? Readers will advise that this book is different from the Love Me With Lies trilogy. It is in a way, 1st because it’s a stand alone (thank you so much for that Ms. Fisher) But the style is still the same. The lesson that you learn through her words are still the same. Ms. Fisher’s knowledge on the complexity of the human heart and brain. She writes humans. Human beings that HATE and LOVE and FEEL. Even when they don’t want to feel and its burning a whole into their whole entire being, the blindness, they still FEEL. Self hate, self loathing. The complex feeling of love. The uniqueness of misplaced love, of doing the “right” thing.
It will make you bleed. It will make your heart hurt. It will frustrate you. It will take your mind to places that you don’t want to go to. It will make you cry.
While it didn’t make me cry, it made me numb. And made me think and ponder. It makes you sit back and really think about your own life.
Fate~Destiny~Soul mates~True Love~1st love~ Death~
“There is a string that connects us that is not visible to the eye.” he said. “Maybe every person has more than one soul that they are connected to, and all over the world there are these invisible strings. ” …….. “Maybe the chances that you’ll find each and every one of your soulmates is slim. But sometimes your lucky enough to stumble across one. And you feel a tug. And it’s not so much a choice to love them through their flaws and through your differences, but rather you love them without even trying. You love their flaws.”
It makes you think “livin my life like it’s golden” should be everyone’s life long mantra.
Because people die. Cancer and AIDs. Shit even driving in a car, a bus or a plane. You take chances with your life every time you step out of your door. You take chances on love. Because no one has a bloody crystal ball in their hands and know how it will end for them. You make the ultimate decision on how you want to live your life and how you are going to react when life throws you those curve balls. Life gives you people who help you and guide you. Pull you up from a black hole that you can spiral down when life gave you those mother fucking lemons.
Its un-put-down-able. From page 1 your gripping your e-reader and wondering how the fuck and why the fuck and what the fuck.
It will make you think long after you are done with it. Think Misery, Children of the Corn, The Shining all mixed up into 287 pages of torture. Of a lesson learned. The hard way.
The book is a slow build, a slow ride into crazy town, a day spent in a zoo watching all these poor captive animals in the heat and humidity. It is sad and heart breaking. It is a thriller. It is not erotic. It is not romantic. It has such a strong message. You have to be willing to see it though. Most people won’t.
I can’t even rate this book. So many moments.
So many missed moments.
Truth and lies.
“People lie. They use you and they lie, all the while feeding you the bullshit about being loyal and never leaving you. No one can make that promise, because life is all about the seasons and seasons change.”
Guess what…… I LIED.
I can totally rate this book. 5 stars to Ms. Fisher who will always always be an automatic buy. She could write about garbage bags. 300 pages of bags and I will always be fascinated on how she would be able to make that work. Cause again she’s just brilliant.