Jump on a Dead Horse and Ride It Around; Book Review -- The Sanatorium

Since I recently read that "blogging is dead," I thought this would be a good time to start. Ignore all the generic posts that came with the page template, I'll eventually scavenge them for parts and delete them.

I just finished reading Sarah Pearse's debut novel, The Sanatorium. What's with all the thrillers set in the snowy alps all of a sudden? I've read 3 in the last few months.

Still, I'd recommend it if you enjoy the current style of mystery / thriller hybrid. (Mysteries typically start with a body and you have to figure out who did it, thrillers take you through a thrill ride with the potential for the Hero/Heroine to end up being the body at the end. These new hybrids include Lucy Foley's The Guest List, Sarah A. Denzil's You Are Invited, and Ruth Ware's outstanding One by One.)

The Sanatorium is well written, intriguing, good pace. However, I'm not sure it made sense when it was all revealed and wrapped up, and the short epilogue left me scratching my head, wondering, WTF? Possibly it's a cynical setup for a sequel, which I suppose I'd read.

I give it a thumbs up.