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Memento Mori


Loved it! 😍

A psychological thriller that swoops between a troubled mind and the behaviour it causes. Definitely stays with you.

There are some thrillers, psychological or otherwise, that creep into your head and stay there until you finish them, finally sure everyone is tucked in and somewhat safe. This is one of these books. It’s insidious, reaching tentacle-like into the reader’s thoughts, much like some of King’s more cerebral stories, where the sense of creeping evil colours every background.

Gaby’s life, growing up in the Petri dish of her father’s experiments, remains murky until the end of the book. Meanwhile, mysterious people drop into her adult life, telling her she doesn’t know herself or her father, and hinting at psychopathology. Meanwhile, Gaby still is suffering gaps in her everyday memories. Are they due to her medication, now discontinued? Or has she been taking it? The pill bottles rattle, are empty, are refilled, vanish.

Somehow, people have cameras everywhere that communicate with each other in mere seconds. I don’t live in the UK, land of a thousand cameras, but even then this seemed a bit over-the-top. That said, the combination of this and the uncomfortableness of Gaby’s fishbowl office added tremendous tension. Who is watching? From where? To what purpose? It’s especially chilling given Gaby’s memory gaps. Someone knows what she does in them, even if she doesn’t.

She is very confused and conflicted, and indeed, who wouldn’t be, given that every single person she encounters is laden with mysterious messages and half truths, which, as is common in the genre, are only hinted at in parts. This, as well as Gaby’s endless self-examination and talk, could become tiresome, but there’s just enough going on to keep the reader pulled inexorably through to the end of the book.

There’s a lot of Gaby’s father’s philosophy inserted through the book, and most of this is patently psychopathic. This makes it difficult to swallow, or comprehend. I was a naughty reader and skipped over some of the italicized sections, but then, I skipped ALL the Elvish singing in Tolkien, so you know what kind of reader I am...

I didn’t seem to miss much in either case, and remained glued to the story.

It’s a thick read, and demands some attention - definitely not one of those light, racing to the climax thrillers. It is worth the effort, however.

The ending was both expected and well-prepared, as the clues were piled up all along. Martin plays honestly with her readers, and gives just the right number of hints to make the “aha!” moment satisfying. There were one or two loose ends I couldn’t explain, but I suspect a second reading would provide them. This is a book you could read twice. In fact, if you’ll just excuse me....

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An avid reader of all genres except romance. Published writer of humour and short fiction/non-fiction. Currently working on a fiction trilogy: Recycled Virgin is out now on Amazon; Deceiving the Devil will be published in June 2020.

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About the author

Debrah writes literary fiction and psychological thrillers under two pennames. She started writing ten years ago after the death of her husband, and self-published her first book in 2013. Since then she has been awarded BRAG Medallions for books in both genres, with non-fiction books in print too. view profile

Published on June 01, 2020

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110000 words

Contains mild explicit content ⚠️

Genre: Psychological Thriller

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