Nobody True

Nope. Couldn't do it.

Great opening line: "I wasn't there when I died."

Then Herbert proceeds to eschew any forward motion with the plot, spending about the first hundred pages—a solid fifth of the book—dragging the reader through James True's entire freaking life, from childhood to current job...and not in an entertaining way.

And when he finishes that, he gives far more information than any reader would ever need on the inner workings of an ad agency.

It literally takes him thirteen chapters to finally get back round to not being in his body when he died. And by then?

...Yeah, I just didn't care.

DNF, no rating.

I absolutely loved this book!

I didn't know what to expect but I loved the damned to earth storyline as his ghost couldn't move on until he found out who the serial killer was and what he / she had to do with his death.

James's writing made me feel the pain for James True's wife and daughter and even read like a movie, making me gasp at certain moments and want to get onto the next page to see what could possibly happen next.

A murder mystery where the victum is tracking thier own killer. Enough twists and turns in the plot to keep you guessing right to the last chapter. It's a perfect combination, but it's hard to say that I enjoyed it. It is a very good story, but unsettling so enjoyment isn't quite the right word. Well worth reading when you want your skin to crawl.

Pretentious shock fiction - good for firelighters.

Fabulous