I am right smack dab in the middle of Tana French’s The Likeness. Sleep is minimal, phone calls are being ignored and meals are being eaten sloppily over the pages.
I am ready to declare – Tana French is my new Dennis LeHane.
And how much do I love that she is/was primarily an actress before turning to writing?
This – THIS – is a book, people. I didn’t think it could get much better than In The Woods but is so, so does. This is a dazzling, grab-you-by-the-shoulders and won’t let go page turner with characters so complex and writing so wickedly good that already I am growing sad to say goodbye, and I have a couple hundred pages left.