I know that I stand alone int his review, but I just really didn't see the interest in this book. The subject material (a wedding and an incident of homicide through domestic violence) is something unfortunately happens regularly. Every 9 second in America a woman is physically assualted, so what would make an author think that a Sat. in a snow storm in the middle of winter would be any different. That being said, it is still an interesting premise that I could enjoy reading from a fictional standpoint if the material held my interest, had intrigue in it or at least captured my attention long enough to care what happened next. although this book is filled with details, it is a simple story that I did not think captured my interest to care what happened next, it seemed predictable to me. I have read Vinegar Hill and enjoyed it so I was captured by the writing of Ansay, but not this time. I don't know if I am interested in trying another one again until my TBR is minimal. Take this review for what it is worth, many other loved this book so I could have just read it at the wrong time to embrace it.
Less grim than some of the author's work, it nonetheless retains a gritty feel. The story is of a wedding, beginning as the bride dresses and ending at the midnight toast at the reception. Along the way we explore the families and closest acquaintances of the couple as well as the hearts and histories of the bride and groom, as the night with accompanying heavy snows goes on. Ansay is a master of imagery - I'll retain the image of the bride in her mother's too-hastily altereed gown with the pearls dropping off at every move for a long time.
Deeply absorbing and well written -- love, marriage, passion, wonder, tragedy weave together seamlessly. Ansay is an amazing writer.
Maybe it's a mystery. Maybe it's a love story. Whatever type of book it is, I couldn't put it down until I found out what happened in the end.
Very smooth autopsy of a wedding, held together by the lovely images and the slow swelling train wreck....