«I have left my obsession consumed my soul"

Three parts, consisting of episodes and interspersed with short interludes make up this unusual and surprising novel.
It all starts so entirely conventional, a good thriller, with the codes of the genre, which leads us to the following of a man whose wife committed suicide sest in search of the truth. From the first lines, we hooked and we thirst for understanding.
The main character, a widowed writer who is raising her only son is addicted to Rivertin, a powerful antidepressant because he suffers from post traumatic stress and danxiété, then to say that it is not always in reality and that his mental health is failing, it ny has not quun. Dailleurs, WHEN IT decides darrêter this medicine too strong and begin weaning, he sometimes felt odd sensations, to think and to imagine owned hear voices but this is due to his psychosis is treatable and it is not it?

The first part of the novel is rather traditional, well-written and compelling. It accompanies the poor man in his depression and his Dorgueil start to react and wait to see how it will extricate themselves. The present and the past sintercalent, Mon explaining other. And this is an interlude, bizarre, but short, so we loublie quickly although one wonders how it can be well connected to the rest of the plot.

Welcome to the second part of this album! There, your certainties, your bearings are shattered You leave behind a few pages Do you miss something? Forgot a detail? Read too fast? Are you at the same time, in the real or limaginaire in the contemporary world or in the memories of the characters?
"And we're supposed to believe that a man as his own therapist warned that it might confuse reality and fiction. We are supposed to believe that this man was looking for the truth? "
We sinterroge, how the author he will bounce back? We explain all this? We are baffled but still enthralled, bewitched by content. We continue to read, convinced that all is sexpliquer, that logic will again appeared and quon laugh at SETRE left handle for a few paragraphs.

This book speaks DEFFET butterfly ("A simple flapping wings of a butterfly can it set off a tornado on the other side of the world?"), Of falling dominoes that causes calculated or no effects, redemption, of love, desire to discover the truth until lobsession. James Renner addresses these topics dune original way, walking the reader between different individuals all connected by an ineffable thread. Each has two fixed ideas, obsessions that haunt him, which govern its daily, sometimes cutting the world and its familiar, perhaps at the risk of losing, losing. That the "feeds" and did exist.
"It is a perversion, it falls of a need for control."
The writing is vivid, sharp dialogues, you realize very quickly that every word, every event, every detail is important, as lorsquun huge puzzle is taking place before our eyes, revealing a landscape which is not necessarily navait thought. The set abyss are skillfully conducted, revealing thoughts with intelligence and is beautifully upstream author of reflection.

Jai literally devoured this book, wondering how the author would regularly be asked to write the last word (although, as usual, I washed read first). I must emphasize that the unusual side of the text my pleasant surprise, I'm not bothered me and I took great pleasure in reading.