Way back in time–approximately in November–I received a novel too late to do it justice on the day I was supposed to chat it up. However, Robert Liparulo did kind of issue me a challenge to read his first novel, Comes A Horseman even though I wanted to chicken out, not being a thriller kinda gal.
Okay, Bob. I finished it today. Yeah, I know, I took my jolly sweet time letting it get to the top of the TBR stack. After reading the first two chapters I knew I wasn’t gonna keep going while hubby was working out of town. I needed to be sure somebody was in the house to keep the axe murderer off me. Chicken, I know.
Bob did a lot of things right in this novel. In fact, pretty much anything I didn’t like I’ll chalk up to the genre. The characters made sense. They developed, changed, grew. They had definite imperfections, ones that were important to the development of the plot.
And Liparulo certainly has heard the same advice I have: When it is all dark and your main characters know they are going to fail, keep heaping it on so they don’t really stand a chance. And yet, the seeds for their eventual win had been planted early on.
There were a few bits of info I would have liked planted earlier, but perhaps word count issues forced some tightening up. For example–if you’ve read the book–I would have liked to see the idea of the secret hideaway in Brady’s basement mentioned in an earlier scene rather than just where they NEED it. It kinda felt info-dumped in there, but it was a short info-dump so I lived through it.