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“It was growing dark, and somehow the shadows made it feel as if all the trees had taken a collective step towards the house, edging in to shut out the sky.”
Ruth Ware, In a Dark, Dark Wood

This was my first audiobook of the year!

Well, mostly an audiobook. I read the last few chapters of the actual book via kindle.

I was buddy reading this with Carrie from The Bookworm that Vlogs, and it also fulfilled my challenge for the week, “pick a book with a repeated word in the title.”

Nora has been invited to the bachelorette party of her childhood friend Clare, who she hasn’t seen in ten years. She drives out to the cabin in the woods that the party is being held at for the weekend, reuniting with old friends and other acquaintances of Clare’s. While there, tragedy strikes and Nora finds that not all things can be secret forever.

So I feel like I enjoyed the audiobook version of this more than I enjoyed the actual book version of it.

The book is told in flashbacks, from the present to the past of what happened during that weekend. The writing itself is strong, and the imagery and setting provided by the author is really great.

The characters are fairly well done as well. Nora, the protagonist, is someone who I enjoyed the audiobook version of but when reading from her perspective I started finding it hard to enjoy seeing the story told from. Some of the others were also a bit stereotyped and felt a bit overused.

“I don’t know if you know what it’s like being chosen by someone like Clare. It’s as though a warm searchlight has picked you out and bathed you in its sunshine. You feel at once exposed, and flattered. Everyone looks at you, and you can see them wondering, Why her?”― Ruth Ware, In a Dark, Dark Wood

The plot itself was interesting enough, if a bit predictable, and there was one main conflict that felt a little too dragged out and wasn’t really that compelling, but for a first book the writing was strong and ultimately it was an enjoyable book to finish late in the night.


“The night was drawing in, and the house felt more and more like a glass cage, blasting its light blindly out into the dusk, like a lantern in the dark. I imagined a thousand moths circling and shivering, drawn inexorably to its glow, only to perish against the cold inhospitable glass.”
Ruth Ware, In a Dark, Dark Wood


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