First Sentence: Teddy, you would have been proud of me.
Somewhat agoraphobic Em Moore was part of a writing team focused on the biographies of the famous. Now that her partner, Teddy, is dead from a single-person automobile crash, it is up to Em to finish the book on film director Garrett Malcolm. It takes all her resolve, but Em travels to Cape Cod and finds Malcolm is more than just a story; he’s a very appealing man, with secrets. Em tries to learn more about his late wife and about his connection to alcoholic actor Brooklyn Pierce. In the meantime, Detective Snow isn’t ready to sign off on Teddy’s death as accidental.
One of the most important elements of a story is the character. Are they interesting? Can you empathize with them. In the case of Em, the answer to the first is “yes”. However, for me, the answer to the second is “no”, which is a shame. It’s not necessary to particularly like a character, which is a good thing in this case. Although the descriptions of her panic attacks and insecurities were compelling but they weren’t enough to keep her interesting and, after a time, became quite tiring.
Perhaps it was partly due to the story being told in first person with very long passages of narrative and very little dialogue that caused the story to feel very, very slow. What’s worse is that most of what dialogue there is, is internal and directed toward the dead Teddy. Garrett was the most interesting character, exemplifying all the ego, and fickleness ascribed to that persona, correctly or not. Unfortunately, of Detective Snow, we see almost nothing.
The setting is wonderful, and there were good description and pieces of historical information. However, I suspect unless you know the area, details of driving Route 2 to Storrow Drive or around Fresh Pond Circle wouldn’t mean much to most readers unless they had a map. Descriptions should allow the reader to see, hear, feel and smell a location. There was sadly little of that.
“The Perfect Ghost” isn’t without merit. It did keep me interested enough to read through to the end without putting it aside. For me, the “surprise” ending wasn’t particularly surprising, but it was nice to have my suspicion confirmed. Ms. Barnes is a good writer, her early Michael Sprague and Carlotta Carlyle books are proof of that, and it is nice to see her back. I am very interested to see what she’ll write next.
THE PERFECT GHOST (Novel/Mys-Em Moore-Cape Cod, MA-Contemp) – Okay
Barnes, Linda – Standalone
Minotaur Books, 2013