Atmospheric, gloomy, brooding, and kind of slow although it’s probably called for, for the kind of story it is telling. It’s just that I’m probably no longer in the mood for too much teenage angst. I get it though. The author is trying to be true to the 90s setting. The drug abuse, too much sex, teenagers in a small town lacking creative ways to fill their time and ending up bored or depressed and I appreciate her efforts as well as her solid writing.
But there just seems to be so many things going on in the plot that it seemed to have lost its focus. And I guess this isn’t just the kind of thriller I’m looking for. Had I read this earlier, I probably would have liked it better.