I keep trying to come up for a better adjective for this story than raw
, and I can't do it. (The book's not unpolished; that's quite different.) It's a three-in-the-morning, diner-coffee, grit-spit-and-grime ragged tired running lonely scared book.
And it manages to work through all the storytelling possible problems associated with a protagonist who sees what's coming, and finishes up with a huge
I liked it. Right at the end, there, I loved it a little bit.
Will check out the next one.