I’ve been in a bit of a fiction slump. Lately, nothing between two covers has nagged me to put off chores or order pizza for dinner.
A GROWN UP KIND OF PRETTY, by Joshilyn Jackson, is terrific.
Every fifteen years, trouble comes after the Slocumb women. Now, as their youngest turns fifteen, a whole new kind of commotion is chasing all three generations. Mosey’s desperate to know who used their yard as a make-shift cemetery, and why...
Three characters with very distinctive voices tell a story that gets its kindly hooks into you and drags you off your workaday path at every opportunity, just to find out what happens next. This is a book you’ll take with you to read pages whenever and wherever you’ve got a minute to spare. Don’t put it on the passenger seat while you’re driving or you’ll miss a lot of stoplights going green.
Streamlined storytelling at its best, A GROWN UP KIND OF PRETTY is laugh-out-loud funny, tautly plotted, believable, and satisfying. Who could ask for anything more?