Gathering Dark by Candice Fox is a fast paced, keeps-you-guessing, suspense thriller featuring a main character who has been put into the worst scenario possible and who is now trying to deal with it and get her life back. Then the other main character is a cop who is also put in a bad situation, but her situation just keeps getting worse.
Blair was going to be a new mother when she was convicted of murdering her neighbor. Jessica is the cop who put Blair away ten years ago for the murder. Now, Jessica is being questioned by her coworkers but also begins questioning herself in Blair’s murder case. Had she jumped for a conviction without really looking at the evidence? Is she just looking for false clues to make herself feel justified? There are many other players in both women’s lives and some of them are more powerful than others. With each new chapter you are brought closer to these women, but your understanding of the truth gets more skewed.
I give this book 4 out of 5 stars. It was a slow read at the beginning trying to organize who is who, as the chapters alternate between Blair and Jessica. Although the plot seems somewhat predictable, the author has thrown in enough loops to make you question who is really at fault here. I would recommend this book to readers who like reading about the twists and turns of truth and suspense.
This week is Engineers Week, dedicated to the field of engineering and inspiring people to become involved in the field. We’re joining in the celebrations by dedicating this week to everything engineering in fictional worlds.
Who is your favourite fictional engineer?
While most engineers like to use their skills for good, some of them don’t; which “mad scientist” engineer caught your attention?
In fandoms, engineering expands into new (and usually weird) fields; what one would you like to learn?
More importantly; who’s teaching the class?
Famous engineers are often depicted in fandoms, which has been your favourite portrayal?
Which fictional engineers would you like to see team up for a mega engineering project?
Well, this will be quick: Up until probably my mid-twenties I honestly thought an engineer was someone who drove a train. Okay, laugh all you want. You would love to know that I was super confused when my best friend told me her husband drove trains in Boston; he was hired to be an engineer. My son wanted to be a mechanical engineer. He would have been great.
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Marcus knew his plans to take Billy to the rodeo were solid and it would be a great day with his son. He had everything prepared and the only thing left to do was pick Billy up at his mother’s house. After the flawless pick-up, the two were on their way to the rodeo at the old arena downtown. Billy loved the time with his dad and knew the rodeo was going to be a great place to go. Unfortunately, Marcus spent most of the time looking for Billy who got lost in the shuffle at the entry gates. He had never felt this kind of fear in his life; luckily Billy was a bright kid and knew to sit in one place until he was found.
My personality is truly who I am. I think I have a problem downplaying my successes. Perhaps I don’t know where the cut off is between pride and arrogance. In my head I don’t care what other people think of me but when it comes to it I am always thinking, “I wonder what they think?”. I believe it all comes down to confidence. I need more confidence in myself and my decisions, not caring if people don’t agree, just being okay because my decisions are okay with me!
Does ‘methodical order and sequencing’ really matter?
It totally depends on what you are doing. I am a bit OCD about things so if something is supposed to be in a certain order then put it in order. I have to step back if someone is not doing “the right thing”.
Given the choice which historiographical era could you live in comfortably if you had to go back ‘in time’ and why do you think you could?
I’m so not knowledgeable about historiographical eras but according to what I found on the web I would probably be happiest in the Modern Age. I love how so many things in art were expressed during this time. I think I would love being educated by one of those fabulous artists.
What type of advertising really ticks you off as in – it doesn’t matter what the product is … because of the way it is actually advertised you become instantly annoyed and hostile with the medium? … this is NOT a political campaign question!
The one absolutely worst commercial that makes me so mad is for Liberty Mutual Insurance. It shows kids on Christmas morning and the first kid opens his gift which is the insurance. The second kid gets asked what he got and he says just a bike and kicks his bike. I think this sends such a bad message to kids. Do you know how many kids would kill to have a new bike? With the pandemic I am sure there were kids in this country that didn’t get a thing. It is such a bad message it makes me sick.
What topics or passions could you write freely and knowledgeably on for say 3000 words if you had to?
I think I could write freely about what I think kids should be learning from a very young age. I have strong opinions about what children should be exposed to and think that a lot of the issues in young people is that they think they are the centers of tiny universes. There isn’t always a feeling like we are all part of a big world.
What could you NOT do for money – given the obvious – so this is not about harming yourself or harming or murdering others – so aside from that side of things – what could you not just do for cash?
I could never be in a room full of spiders. I could never eat snails.
When was the last time that you read something and it touched you in some deep dark way?
I’m not sure if I have an answer for this….
How did you murder that person and how did you get rid of the body?
I slipped a little poison from the rat poison into the delicious dinner I made. After he died I drove out to docks and pushed his body off the dock. After that I threw extra chum into the water to attract as many fish as possible to eat the body.
He woke up, feeling more groggy than he had ever felt, not sure why he would feel so poorly. He thought about the night before and realized he could recall showing up at Lindon’s Bistro and getting seated, but nothing else. His whole body was shaking; was there a draft in here? Dexter raised his hand to his head and realized for the first time that all of his hair was gone. What? Where was his hair? Who would shave his head and why? Standing up and slowly walking toward the mirror Dexter could barely recognize his own reflection. Never before had he been without his brown curls. Who did this?
Marcy looked out over the trees feeling the morning air, crisp and clean, filling her nostrils. It had finally become a reality. Her dream to live in the mountains with only the earth and Dexter, her dog, to keep her busy was finally a reality.
Marcy hadn’t realized the beauty that lay before her on her bedroom balcony. Leaning on the railing to look down into the valley, Marcy felt a wiggle and heard a short snap before falling to the ground below. Would someone find her? The world darkened around her.
I have had so much going on lately that I have had the urge to give up on my pastimes, my hobbies, the things I enjoy. I think it is my body’s and mind’s reaction to stress. Sort of a depressive state. I realized tonight that I won’t ever really live in my home again. I am moving on…not necessarily my choice but something I must do. I know I have so much to be thankful for, that I feel guilty feeling so down. I often wonder if people feel the way that I do; like my life is always in some sort of limbo. I mean, does life ever feel comfortable, like there isn’t anything that has to get done?