I picked this up from the library. It's a memoir by a journalist regarding a drunk driving accident and the aftermath effects on her family. The topic was a hard one, but the author presented it in such an honest way, I couldn't put it down.

I love this author's non-fiction books. This is I believe his first foray into fiction.
It is set in 1905 on a small island in the North Atlantic. There is a single cottage on the island from which all of its past inhabitants have disappeared without a trace. A group of scientists and mentalists go to the island to try to definitively solve the cottage's secrets.
It's sort of Agatha Christy meets Ursula K. Le Guinn. A bit of a ghost story, a bit of science fiction, and a lot creepy. The author only released it as an audiobook, because he says that ghost stories should be heard aloud. I borrowed it from my library.
I gave this one a try. First few pages: on the first day at a family's beach rental the toilet overflows during which wife slips injuring knee while accidentally hitting husband with curtain rod giving him the beginning of a black eye...also during which it becomes clear that husband forgot to load car with suitcase containing everyone's bathing suits...they go to beach store to buy new bathing suits for family (tell me why this family of middle age parents and two young adult children [plus son's girlfriend] didn't each pack their own suitcase but had all of their bathing suits in same bag?)...next morning they proceed to bakery because husband got wrong bread for breakfast... Geez, I am bored to tears with the minutia of my own life, I don't find other peoples' entertaining, at least not this one. I read a chapter or two, another page or two in the middle, another paragraph toward the end, and gave up as it seemed obvious that it wasn't going to get better. Or maybe I was just in a grumpy mood. DNF.
























