Sure! Shared it with my husband as soon as I was done!!
As usual with this author ... It was the ending! Never fails to surprise me!
An avid reader, demanding of the story, characters and narrator. Mysteries and historical fiction are my favorites.
I admire Harlan Coben as the father of the Myron Bolitar novels. I am in love with Myron Bolitar and consider the repeat characters (Myron's parents, business partners, for example) to be among the best drawn of any series I've read. Additionally, I was always taken on an emotional roller coaster ride by Coben in the Bolitar books.
But this story comes nowhere near that level of excellence.
It is an OK story. I figured out "who dunnit" at the beginning of the book, but I didn't care. I had no investment in either the heroine (Megan) or the detective (Broome) or the old lover (Ray) or the killer. I was somewhat interested in Barbie and Ken - those characters went farthest towards engaging me.
It may not be fair to compare this book to the Myron Bolitar books, but I have to. That is the standard Coben has set.
And I strongly object to the publisher's comments:
"Master of domestic suspense Harlan Coben delivers his trademark
combination of pause-resistant thrills and unrivaled insight ..."
This was NOT Coben's trademark at all.
I suggest you spend your money on a different book.
I have enjoyed most of Harlan Coben's books, but this is deefinitely not one of his finst hours. OK, but out of touch with his other stuff, and a bit (lot!) unreal.
Love, love, love Harlan Coben. He has always been one author you could depend on for an excellent story line, fantastic characters and plenty of twists and turns in the plot. "Stay Close" flopped. The premise of this mystery is of an ex-stripper turned soccer mom. A crime took place and Megan goes back to her roots and finds herself involved than she anticipated.
Problem on my part is I didn't really care about the characters. Megan was boring. She was a boring mom, boring wife and a boring stripper. Her husband is boring. The detective is unlikable. The two serial killers are unbelievably creepy with a love for Jesus thrown in for good measure. What the heck? If Mr. Coben's name wasn't written on the jacket I would swear I was reading one of those "I-publish-8-books-a-year-and-none-of-them-are-worth-reading" writers. I managed to finish as I was hoping it would get better. Unfortunately it didn't. Very disappointed, Mr. Coben. Usually you don't resort to the sleezy scripts so prevalent with others in your field.
I love Coben books. But this was not in anyway as good as any of his other books. Don't waste your money - there are better picks. Try The Lifeboat.....excellent read.
Intense, spellbinding, addictive.
Brick is an awesome reader/narrator...he keeps the listener's ateention with great voice inflection...
How and when the investigator learned the killer's identification.
An awesome book.
I chose this one in spite of the narrator. Can't stand Scott Brick. His overblown style is like beating your head against a wall. It feels so good when it stops.
"She PLACED.....her SHOE.....on her....LEFT foot."
Sounds like the announcer for a three-ring circus.
Coben is an erratic writer. Some books...not so good. Some great. This is one of the great ones.
I collect spores, molds, and fungus.
This isn't about the psychology of suburban living... it's a run-of-the-mill serial killer story and it's not that good. Boring book, poor story development.
Yes, get Scott to calm down.
No. I read or listen to every Harlan Coben published. But this one, I gave up because Scott Brick tried to over dramatize every sentence from the opening. It got annoying.
He must think that reading a novel is like turning it into a one man Shakespeare play. Give the characters character, but let us listen. Don't overwhelm us with breath taking drama in every sentence of the book. It gets tiresome. Like, just read the book dude.
No, I gave it up after 30 minutes. I am going to buy the book instead.
Tell Scott Brick that he has a great voice, bit it is an Audio Book.
It just didn't matter anymore. I'd already endured about 30 minutes of denouement, and anything else anyone said about it all, offered any more explanation, it was going to be unbearable, so I quit.
I dunno. I usually love Harlan Coben, I love Scott Brick narrating the Nelson DeMille books, but something wasn't working here.
Some of it was technical. There are three main characters who get about equal hunks of the story. Two are men, one is a woman. For the woman, Brick uses his trademark whispery voice, so you can tell when the story is about her. But for the two men, he didn't differentiate in their voices. That was a problem for me because over and over and over, the story would move from one man's tale to the other, with no break of any kind. No new chapter, no break in narration, no pause of any kind, so there was nothing to tell the listener that other man's story was now the subject. I thought it was very confusing. I never knew who's story was being advanced -- many times, I too far in to make backtracking the iPod a good idea. Finally I just let it go and gleaned what I could about whomever they were talking about.
It might have been me. Several other things niggled at me. For one thing, I have a pathological dislike for people who use the phrase, "Do you know what I mean?" after every sentence, sort of as a verbal pause. And here, ALL these characters were uttering that little ditty, assuming, I guess, that their thoughts were so deep, so profound, so full of EXISTENTIAL MEANING that no one could be expected to understand. Feh! Clearly not dialogue worthy of Coben.
Then too, this was another example of a tough-guy writer exposing his soft underbelly and trying to write romance. I think it comes off a bit weird -- I disliked it for the same reasons I really didn't like William Kent Krueger's "Northwest Angle". Loved every other one of Krueger's books, but when he went all soft and syrupy, dipping into analyzing the nature of love, he lost me. When I buy his books, I want action, danger and death -- not romance. I feel the same about Coben. Wish he'd stick to what he does so well, leave the soul searching angst to Nora Roberts.
I realize this book is attractive to many women -- no spoiler here, I won't tell you why. But it isn't for ALL women -- it sure wasn't for me.