I really wanted to love it, but it felt frustrating at times.
The concept itself seems like a combination of all the things I enjoy in fiction: Twin-Peaks-like town, horror, surrealism, interesting characters, female rage...needless to say, I was really excited to pick this book up on Amazon. While reading, however, I found myself struggling to like it as much as I wanted to. There were two big reasons as to why:
1. Main characters - probably the most surprising one for me. From the description alone, I was under the impression that the characters would be the shining point of the story, but I found them hard to stomach (pun intended). Blossom came out as mary-suish and unrealistic. I love it when characters are written like actual people that could exist somewhere in the world, but Blossom felt like a figment of imagination that could only appear in a fictional story right from the start; as if her sole role was to be a beautiful, mysterious and unsettling plot-device. Speaking of beautiful - the descriptions of her flawless looks got tiring very quickly, and by the end of the book I found myself rolling my eyes on yet another one of those. I wish there was more to Blossom aside from that - something that would ground her; make her more interesting and realistic.
Henry, on the other hand, felt extremely stereotypical. A grumpy detective who smokes a ton of cigarettes, drinks alcohol, has a dark past and seems rather antisocial. There is nothing unique about him, and I found it hard to sympathize with him throught the story. The fact that he decided to shamelessly go after a high-schooler (who has a traumatic experience with men, on top of that) - no matter the circumstances - made him even less tolerable in my eyes. He came off as unlikable to me, and I kept on questioning his detective skills - because let's be honest, in the context of the case at hand, Blossom was a walking red flag. It leads me to...
2. Predictability - the killer's identity was pretty much apparent from the start, and it felt frustrating to watch the detectives ignore every single sign they got. Pink ribbons? Check. The fact that the victims were somehow tied to Blossom? Check. The fact that she inserted herself into investigation? Check. Her weird behaviour? Check.
The mystery/investigation portion of the story was flat and irritating - there were quite a few times when I wanted to scream at the detectives because of that. The moment when Henry finds the pictures in the end of the story left no impact on me.
That being said, there were also some things I liked about "Blossom". I think the author is amazing when it comes to descriptions - the way she writes about food, for example, is so suggestive I found myself craving for everything the characters were eating. Same with characters themselves, as well as places - I could easily imagine the way they looked. I generally enjoyed the thematic role of food in the story - I think it was a very interesting idea. The cover image is simply stunning, I absolutely love the imaginery.