My eyes hurt. Seriously. Once I downloaded Marrow, there was no putting it down. It pulled me in quick with some Donald Ray Pollock-esque prose. The kind that makes you sick to your stomach and angry but powerless to look away (not that I wanted to anyway!). It’s the kind of storytelling that makes feel for a character and forgive their flaws . . . or maybe cheer them on as they murder the people who certainly deserve it. It’s a personal, visceral, reaction of course.
Murder. Such a strong word? Is what Margo the Murderess really does? Murder? The terms Margo uses her activities (poetic justice, eye for an eye), they’re just as accurate. Not going to lie, I love books with a taste for vengeance and I was looking forward to this one . How could I not with a description like this (from Amazon):
“In the Bone there is a house. In the house there is a girl. In the girl there is a darkness. Margo is not like other girls. She lives in a derelict neighborhood called the Bone, in a cursed house, with her cursed mother, who hasn’t spoken to her in over two years. She lives her days feeling invisible. It’s not until she develops a friendship with her wheelchair-bound neighbor, Judah Grant, that things begin to change. When neighborhood girl, seven-year-old Neveah Anthony, goes missing, Judah sets out to help Margo uncover what happened to her. What Margo finds changes her, and with a new perspective on life, she’s determined to find evil and punish it–targeting rapists and child molesters, one by one. But hunting evil is dangerous, and Margo risks losing everything, including her own soul.”