What I'm Reading
American Psycho is the modern equivalent of The Great Gatsby, where money is king and shallow appearances are the only thing that matter. Where Gatsby focuses on the American Jazz era, Psycho is the Yuppie (Young, Upwardly-mobile Professional) decade of the 1980s, set in Wall Street, New York, at the time of the great economic boom.
The title of this psychological thriller suggests that this is a tale of domestic abuse or something weird. The 'perfect' one-dimensional husband is, obviously, too good to be true (he even looks like George Clooney) and we quickly realise that he is something more sinister.
A Christmas murder story. How exciting!
Hurley is a lovely writer. He has an original eye when it comes to imagery that doesn't jump out nor strain to be different (my favourite was the comparison between a dead man's eyes and mushrooms!).
If a child has been missing for a decade, how would he cope being back with his family? This novel is about that.
The best self-help book on this topic ever. As simple as that.
This psychological thriller looks at the power of cult and belief and how some people will exploit other people's obsessions. It covers the tale of a missing woman who is part of a UFO cult, but it doesn't feature any aliens or space travel. Thank goodness.
This is gripping. I read it inside one sitting. The hard part is now explaining why. Gillian Flynn has something but I'm not sure what it is. However, it certainly worked on me.