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Clarke Wainikka's novel "Cedar Dolls" has all the necessary ingredients for a page-turning mystery that readers delve into when the night calls for cryptic deception. The plot of the story is familiar for fans of mystery which makes for a fun read. Research has been done and Wainikka writes about pain, family, religion, and spirituality from a place of understanding with respect.


Over the last few months, many of us were curious about the secret skeletons that disintegrated to ash at the back of our family closets. Quite a few of us have shaken apples from our family tree, and the characters in "Cedar Dolls" remind us that fear of the unknown can be conquered...even if only in an alagorical sense. Clarke Wainikka has a genius way of setting that tone within the first few chapters of this novel. Her scene descriptions immediately thrust readers into the pages immersing us into the place our protagonist reluctantly calls home.


We’re introduced to Gwen and her motley crew. The conversation Wainikka has written feels natural between Gwen and the supporting character, even in those awkward silences that get filled with sips of tea. Character development, however, was not as strong compared to her previous work. The friends and neighbors are all familiar because they are the Everyman. The childhood friends Gwen has grown to accept, relationships she now regrets, the siblings she pretends to understand, and the parents who she fears made me feel deja vu for multiple reasons. The most interesting characters are never allowed to flourish because so much time was spent on troupes that didn’t reveal anything we wouldn’t expect them to reveal. The minor characters were more diverse, interesting, complex, but their motives were not given time to develop or an opportunity to help the story out of third gear.


Rushing the end was to blame for much of the novel's flatness. Like Twin Peaks, once the big reveal occurred, I was curious about what other wild directions the story could take. A few intriguing subplots crept in (Celeste, the Wiccans, the soot woman, sins of the father) but the primary plot dominated with one very long scene that expanded on facts the reader already knew. Those more interesting subplots felt like darlings that Wainikka couldn’t stand to kill, and I’m hopeful that this novel is just the beginning. Though it did suffer from a lack of nuisance, "Cedar Dolls" was enjoyable, nonetheless.  


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Prologue

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This is an island of witches.

In the beginning, there was one family with two sisters who lived on the farthest tip of the peninsula with their mother and father. The first sister, Helen, was a pure soul who believed with such vigor in the bible and in the Lord that she baptized herself in the darkness of the lake every morning. The second sister, Lucille, was a prophet, a medium, and a witch.

The Circle Bell peninsula—so skinny, long and detached from society that it was often referred to as an island—had only one road. Lucille was cast down that road, thrown to the ground by her father, mother and sister because of her talk of spirits. Holding a cross deep in her palm, Helen thrust it towards her sister.

“You are not welcome here anymore, witch.”

“Aye. Be gone for ye has infected our ears with devil speak.” The father stepped forward, his boots kicking small stones into Lucille’s face. She crawled backwards, the skin of her hands digging into the gravel road, carrying her away from her family.

“The Lord has seen you as you are and he rejects you.” Helen moved the wooden cross up to the sky and back down, shoving it into the face of her sister. “Crawl back down to Hell, Satan’s whore!”

Lucille stood up from the ground, palms bleeding, and her face covered in a thin layer of dust.

“Today you make the decision to cast me out-”

“Child of the devil!” Helen interrupted.

“Speaker to the dead!” Her father screamed.

“Today you make the decision to cast me out…” Lucille began again, yelling over the cries of her family. “You send me to darkness because of fear. Your fear. You tremble before the power of the underworld, before spirits. Is it not the Lord that has given us these spirits to converse with? He has given me this unforeseen competency to speak beyond worlds, and you renounce me for it. You will be punished. You will send for me. When the days are full of torment and your fields have burned, you will send for me.”

Lucille turned away. The wind blew hard; the cedar trees rattling together like their branches were made of loose bones. The smell of the lake carried in the air, floating and latching onto the wool of their clothes.

She walked down the road, the screams of her sister and father still at her back.

It took her only an hour to reach the end of the peninsula. Then she turned around, heading back to the woods of Circle Bell. Her feet ached. Her stomach groaned. Her fingers, numbed from the wind.

Far in the thick of the woods but close to the rock-covered beach, she found a small hunting shack and a man inside. In exchange for her body, he fed her roasted fish and let her sleep on the shack floor.

In the night, she slit his throat.

With his knife, she built, mutilated and consumed.

Decades passed in the small hunting shack, in her new home. Lucille recruited young women like her and taught them the ways of the seeing. And as she predicted, her father came to her, seeking her counsel and remedies for the cancer that filled his wife. Lucille, merciful and tired, gave her father her best medicine. She gave him all that she had remaining, knowing her followers would suffer.

When the medicine didn’t work and Lucille's mother succumbed to her illness regardless, her father and her sister headed down the road, stakes, knives and fire in hand. 


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Clarke Wainikka
Clarke Wainikka shared an update on Cedar Dollsalmost 4 years ago
almost 4 years ago
Hey Reedsy! I am giving away TWO signed paperback copies of my upcoming thriller CEDAR DOLLS. You can enter through my Facebook, Instagram or both! https://linktr.ee/clarkewainikka
Clarke Wainikka
Clarke Wainikka shared an update on Cedar Dollsalmost 4 years ago
almost 4 years ago
You can now claim of an Advanced Review Copy of the upcoming thriller, CEDAR DOLLS. Coming on May 18th, you won't want to miss this psychological thriller and gothic mystery! Think Shirley Jackson's Haunting of Hill House meets Flynn's Sharp Objects with a hint of King's Carrie. I'm very excited for readers to get their hands on this one!

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About the author

Winnipeg-based author Clarke Wainikka is the creator of compelling dark fiction thrillers and mysteries such as Cedar Dolls and All Junkies Float. Her captivating writing style was fortified through many years of teaching English and assisting ESL students with writing challenges. view profile

Published on May 18, 2021

80000 words

Contains graphic explicit content ⚠️

Genre:Psychological Thriller

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