Confused and disoriented, Georgina Ferrars awakens in the small room in Thegannon House, a remote asylum in England. She has no memory of the past few weeks. The doctor, Maynard Straker, tells her that she admitted herself under the name Lucy Ashton, then suffered a seizure. When she insists he has mistaken her for someone else, Dr. straker sends a telegram to her uncle, who replies that Georgina Ferrars is at home with him in London.
This novel is fucking crazy full of suspense, mystery, and straight up bizarre. I loved it. Throughout the story I could not help but yell at the book. I couldn’t figure out what was going on. I, indeed, forgot to re-read the synopsis before I started on the novel. I had read it when I first purchased the thing two or three months ago. I read reviews on Amazon and Goodreads before I even thought of buying it. I take my time when buying because I really do not want to waste my time starting something that plain out sucks balls. As you know I have quit reading novels before finishing.
Anyway, I did think that Georgina Ferrars and Lucia Ashton’s characters were really developed and interesting. The way the author, John Harwood, went into detail about their past and had the characters in conversation discussing them instead of just pulling a Stephen King and using up pages and pages of description told in third person. Characters such as Emily, Georgina’s cousin, really did not go into detail what-so-ever. It was confusing at times, remembering that she was a cousin. Frederic Mordaunt, Georgina’s love interest throughout the novel was very interesting, as well. He was mysterious and just fucking strange. He reminded me of some Emo asshat that needed to get a grip and stop pouting. But in the end, he came out a hero.
So what did I take away from this awesome, fucking book. Don’t lie about who you are EVER and do not end up in a asylum in the 1800’s, EVER!!!
4 1/2 out of 5 stars for sure. And no, I haven’t figured out which symbol I want to use for the stars.