Apr 27, 09
Read in April, 2009
I picked up Life Sentences, because I was in the mood for a literary thriller. This book involves a memoir writer, Cassandra, who decides that she is going to tell the story of her childhood friends, one of whom went to jail for killing her infant son (though she never admitted the crime, and no body was ever found). The question seemed to be, "What really happened to the baby?" But, ultimately, the "mystery" at the center of Life Sentences was not the author's point, because there was certainly no heart-pounding resolution or thrilling ride at the end.
I think that I might have liked this book more if I had been looking for a meditation on memory (how much of our self-perception is based in truth?) or a glimpse into the racial politics of the 1960s. Or better yet, I would have liked this book more if the author had made either of those topics more exciting.