In suspense as a narrative setting, in thrillers as a fertile literary space is where they are harvested the most common seasonal bestsellers, each author makes their works a unique distinctive.
Shari lapena he invented the domestic thriller or at least made it more popular. What of JS Monroe It is the thriller from guilt, from remorse, close to madness due to dislocation born by absolute fatality. And come on, it's not difficult to try to label something like that...
The point is that in that strange edge of who discovers the wild side of life, Monroe builds efficient plots, which go directly to that guessable panic behind the fragility of our well-being (it manifests fragility today in the post-Covid era). AND the suspense then takes on the magnitude of the threatening, of that morbid fear that in turn warns you to put your beards to soak ...
Little by little the novels of this English author are arriving in Spain behind his illustrious compatriots ian rankin o John connolly. And the truth is that in that efficiency of his plots mentioned above, nothing more appropriate than that sinister melody of a questionable reality that surrounds us with its light and growing shadows. Even our identity can be called into question when you paint coarse.
Is not that reading Monroe points to sinister self-fulfilling prophecy, but it is also true that once the peephole from which to observe his characters in their tense situations is discovered, nothing is the same again ...
Top recommended novels by JS Monroe
Forget me
Nothing is what it seems or perhaps what it seems is what it should be, it's just that you are unable to realize it. In this kind of labyrinth novels the twists tune with that notion of our memory as something certainly strange, capable of recreating precisely a scene from childhood but also skillful at hiding the answer to the simple question about what we have eaten today. Memory plays with us. And nothing more literary in suspense than that idea.
Not that the argument is new. But Monroe brings his notion of the unreal as a new truth transmuted by doom or by some sinister plan charged with destroying your life. It can be a paranoia about to take your reason forever or the consummation of a most unsuspected revenge.
She is outside at the door. He got on the train after a difficult week at work. Her purse was stolen and her identity with it. His whole life was in there: passport, wallet, house keys ... When he wanted to report the theft, his mind was blank. He couldn't even remember her name.
He says he lives in your house. Now he is in front of the front door of Tony and Laura's house. She is sure he lives there. But they have never seen her in their life. Would you let her in
find me
Jar senses that he must continue looking for his girlfriend, who has officially died under the waters of the pier. He was so connected to her that it is impossible for him to understand why Sara decided to get out of the way. After his disappearance, and with the verdict of justice already decanted towards suicide, Jar still lives in that timeless time, waiting to meet again with his beloved Sara.
As a reader, in Jar's obsession you begin to share the same vain hope, hoping that the boy's visions, his going into total neurosis will ultimately turn into something positive. That's why the arrival of an email ends up marking a drumbeat in Jar's heart as well as in yours. The constant hallucination of a living Sara seems to point to an enigmatic and hopeful resolution. All you have to do is launch yourself with faith in search of the girl.
I do not know, this novel, somehow hooks you from a very close aspect. It is as if one of those disappearances that appear on the news suddenly takes refuge inside you, with the perspective of someone involved directly under Jar's skin.
And you hope that fiction is more benevolent this time than reality usually is. That's why you keep reading, heartbroken by the thriller but hopeful in the reconciling power of literature, where the bad, the perverse, the worst, can be suddenly struck down by a ray of light.
It will be or will it not be. Jar will do everything on his part, and you will accompany him as if you were accompanying a loved one whom you initially intended to free from his torment and whom you later invite to launch into the mystery of that email.
