Book group met last night and we had a good discussion about Crow Lake.
About fifty percent liked the book, and fifty percent did not.
Last year we read, by this same author, The Other Side of the Bridge. It met nearly
unanimous approval. It read quickly and kept our interest—and we liked the setting
of northern Canada.
In my opinion, this writer has only one story to tell, with variation, and now has told
two variations. Each book deals with families living in stark unpopulated areas, and each
plot deals with some sort of internal family problem. The author uses foreshadowing to
great extent to keep the reader guessing and reading.
With this method, the “Bridge” book worked well. With Crow Lake, incessant foreshadowing of some impending doom worked less well, especially at the end of the book when the reader might have said, huh? That’s what all the gloom and doom were about?
I read along, hoping for a bit of joy along the way, but the tone was mired in a minor key
from the get-go.
The book was the author’s first novel, received good reviews, and led to wide publication. So it’s possible I am just finding fault—-but it will be some time before I decide to read another variation of the same bleak story in a third volume. One bleak story keeps me happy for quite a while!