I wish there were some type of alert on my Audible account to never purchase a book again by this "author" or any book read by Ginger Cucolo. What a waste of money. John Summit did no more research for this book than to read newspaper articles about the stories. This is a completely amateurish attempt at a book.
Then we get to the narration and this is another ridiculous aspect of this "book". This woman has got to be the most annoying reader that I have ever experienced... she does not seem to know where to end sentences or how to use inflection and she repeatedly pauses in places that make no sense. Also, the unusual twang of her voice gave me a headache.
I don't think I have ever written a review for a book before, but in this case, I felt it was necessary. Doesn't anyone at audible monitor the quality of their offerings before attempting to sell them?
Actually research the topics and dig deeper. Offer the reader information that is not already widely known.
Anger at John Summit, Ginger Cucolo and Audible for calling this a book.
The Narrator has a very odd speaking pattern that became increasingly intolerable for me. She reads almost every sentence as an interrogative sentence. Her voice goes up at the end of each sentence as if she is asking a question even when she is reading a fact. So, possibly, I may have enjoyed this book slightly more if it had been read by another narrator.
All scenes having to do with psychic readings should have been ommitted. As the genre implies, a true crime novel should be made up of known facts. The endless droning on about the numerous psychic readings the author attended was nonsensical and did not add to the story in any way at all. There is not one "fact" that was offered during any psychic reading that aided the author in finding the answer to her question "Who Killed My Daughter". The readings of these transcripts from the psychic were boring and pointless to this listener and detracted from the story.
This book is completely one sided...giving the ex-husband of this convicted murderer a soap box to stand on. I really got the impression that the writer decided to save himself research time and just stick to the guy (ex-husband) who spilled his guts to him. I think a more investigative type approach would have been less annoying than continually hearing about Carl (the ex) and his excuses why he wasn't a dead beat dad.
Also, the narrator was bizarre. He constantly changed into strange impersonations of how he felt the character might speak (Usally some type of twang). This was completely annoying and off putting.
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