The version I read was Into the Grey, but I own Taken Away too.
As usual, I am not going to write what happens in this book because you can always get that somewhere else.
I am a HUGE fan of the Moorehawke trilogy, and when I heard about her new book coming out I preordered it, which is something I hardly ever do. I'm thiking if you are interested in this book, it is highly likely you've read the trilogy and loved it. Now, I have a slight concern for you because this one is very diffeent from the trilogy. I loved it, and I feel like (possibly prematurely) defending it against your potential disappointment. So this review is going to focus on that.
The Moorehawke trilogy was very visual, descriptive without being over the top, and emotional. I LOVED it. It was written in the third person, and along with Kiernan's beautiful and skillful writing, we have had access to pretty much everybody's emotions, thoughts and intentions quite often through their actions, all of which make up of a person to tell you exactly who they are. Now Into The Grey / Taken Away is written in the first person - a fifteen year-old twin boy Patrick. Kiernan's beautiful writing is still there (more of which I'll talk about later), but we get to sit in this one boy's emotions and thoughts quite a bit more than in any other character's. This character being a teenager is definitely more focused on himself and his immediate surroundings not that he doesn't love his family. His fear, anger, frustration and helplessness at a time are very raw and true, while his thoughts and inner dialogues aren't as sophisticated as you may like or have expected from the same author who wrote the trilogy. But it's all part of the authenticity, which I loved. It is a fifteen year-old boy's perspective.
Talking about the authenticity, the book is set in Dublin in 1974. It is too bad I don't know Ireland's history very well, but throughout the book, it maintains a certain colour, tone and atmosphere, which is very subtle and realistic. What I admired the most about this book was how much it's NOT trying to force the story onto readers. It's very subtle. It's almost as if the author wanted to cut a slice of this particular era to present to us with a story of a ghost mixed into it. Not the other way around. That's how much this particular time in history seems to play a role in this book, again in a subtle way.
Her writing is superb as usual, making me cry only 13 pages in and giving me goose bumps 3 pages later. Only she can do that to me. As I said in one of the updates, the first chapter can stand on its own as a short story. That's how visually and tightly written it was.
Another reason why I love Celine Kiernan's books is how she ends a story. It's always, always beautifully done and satisfying. I occasionally wish other writers would pay her to write the ending for them. This ending is no exception. Not forcefully but neatly presented with so much love, and I signed with satisfaction.