On Twitter recently someone asked which author you’d read without seeing either blurb or cover, and my immediate answer was Alex Marwood. I’ve read all of her books, which are standalones, and they’re all utterly brilliant. She’s the queen of beautiful tension – there’s no wham bam drama, just this awful foreboding in the telling. You know something terrible is going to happen (and in fact in this book you know that from Chapter One), but her plotting is subtle and gently leads you through twists, turns and revelations.
Her new book is The Poison Garden, a story that explores what happens when a family emerge from a survivalist cult into the real world after a tragedy. Marwood explores the bewilderment of the returnees, who’ve never really known a life beyond their compound and the stories they were told by their leader. This is set against a family member who’d remained on the outside with no knowledge of her extended family on the inside, and who now has to pick up the pieces and adjust. There’s such skill in both plotting and writing here, and you just feel that horrible sense of what might be to come as you move towards the conclusion. I loved it, but read it way too fast and was very sad to finish it.
Fans of Alex Marwood’s writing might like Alice Clark-Platts’ The Flower Girls (although it’s on a similar theme to Marwood’s debut The Wicked Girls). I would also recommend the late lamented Barbara Vine (Ruth Rendell)’s books – such brilliant psychological thrillers. Savour this book more than I did, I read it far too quickly.
This review is of a NetGalley edition. I purchased all of the previous three Alex Marwood books.