This novel is advertised as "a chilling tale of survival and redemption" and as "the intensely personal story of a young girl's coming of age." Neither claim is true, and if you pick up this book assuming the jacket copy is accurately portraying what you'll find in this novel, you'll be sadly disappointed, or perhaps incredibly frustrated. But if you put aside the false advertising, and evaluate the story for what it is, the frustration and disappointment disappear.
"Hard Twisted" is an artistic rendering of the TRUE STORY of a thirteen-year-old girl who suffered through an INCREDIBLE amount of hardship, first at the hands of her homeless, violent, and alcoholic father, and then at the hands of her father's murderer. The story begins in 1934, and follows the protagonist, the 13-year-old Lucile "Lottie" Garrett through a year of her life in captivity with a murdering ex-con who beheaded her father, kidnapped her, and for the next year of her life, the reader witnesses this man repeatedly rape her, beat her, impregnate her, leave her to the wolves when she miscarries her baby, eventually murder two men in front of her, and then land both of them in prison soon after.
In real life, Lottie Garrett was tried as a juvenile in the state of Texas and "convicted of associating with a known criminal." It was assumed she should have been aware that this murdering psychopath was already an ex-con, even though Lottie's father was a homeless man, and he and his daughter had been homeless for two years prior to meeting this killer. No one ever told Lottie that this man had spent years in prison, nor was she ever aware that he had killed her father before landing in jail. And yet, after her year as this pedophile's victim, Lottie was sentenced to seven years in prison.
Just take that in for a moment. A child who has known nothing but hardship and abuse, and spends a year living through all kinds of horrors with her father's murderer (the killer cut off her father's head with an ax, and then hid the body)-- this girl of 14 is put in prison for SEVEN YEARS. Why? Because she told the truth about what happened to her during her year with this killer, and, as stated, it was decided she "should have known" the psychopath who abducted her was a criminal, despite the fact that he lied to her and threatened her the entire time she was with him.
Throughout the novel, we are not privy to Lottie's thoughts or emotions, which is why this book cannot be classified as a "coming of age" tale. To advertise any story as such, the protagonist must grow up in some fashion. In this novel, while Lottie does miscarry a child in the story, very few details are given about the miscarriage, and almost no details are given about her changing body. Even less information is shared concerning her thoughts and emotions throughout the entire story, and by the time she gives her testimony in court, it is clear that Lottie Garrett is as confused and childish in her thinking as she was at the beginning of the book. She has gained no new clarity about herself or her relationship with her kidnapper. She has not grown up, or come of age, in any way that I could determine. And she doesn't reflect on her prison sentence at all, whether she views this as a terrible injustice or not.
Throughout the novel, Lottie Garrett possesses the intelligence and vivacity of a cow munching grain in a slaughterhouse, waiting for her turn to be bludgeoned, skinned, and rendered to pieces. Lottie is largely a vapid shell who serves the purpose of blinking stupidly out at the world, and through her eyes, an omniscient (and infinitely more intelligent) narrator provides the reader with beautiful sentences describing the scenery. Those beautiful sentences are the reason to read the book. This author, C. Joseph Greaves, is often compared to Cormac McCarthy, and here is an example of the prose in Hard Twisted, a scene involving Lottie and her kidnapper, many days before he murders her father: "They ate corn bread and Karo syrup straight from the pan, her head floating in the amber lamplight and the whiskey and the heat from the open firebox." (p. 30)
Here is another example, this time of the killer's father: "H.P. Palmer was a superannuated facsimile of his son, cord-thin and clear-eyed, his aquiline face fissured and deeply tanned."
Suffice it to say, Lottie Garrett could never describe anyone using the words "superannuated," "facsimile," aquiline," or "fissured," as she would have NO IDEA what those words mean. She is 13 and homeless when the story begins, has been raised on the Bible, and expresses herself with the crude and stunted vocabulary and grammar of an unschooled southerner.
Lottie Garrett is a passive observer of her own story, and most of the action of the novel takes place away from her, where the narrator can't describe what is happening in scene.
It was a challenge to decide how many stars to give this book. My personal enjoyment of the tale made this novel a 2-star book for me, as vapid and passive protagonists do not inspire me to turn pages, and overall, I was frustrated by Lottie. I couldn't understand what she was thinking or what she was feeling, so her dull-witted passivity was hard to stomach.
But I think this is the very point the author was trying to communicate. Most children who are denied an education, beaten and abused throughout childhood, and then kidnapped by a pedophile rapist murderer and forced through a year of incredible cruelty, would probably react the same way Lottie does-- clinging to the lies being fed to her, and never even realizing she could run away.
I think sharing this story is a very noble intention, and the prose is beautifully written. So that is why I rounded up with my stars, and gave the book 4 stars total. I admire authors who attempt to make art from something as brutal and ugly and tragic as the life of this child.
That said, I would like to add one more comment concerning this book. On p.209, "the parson Sunshine Smith" pays a visit to Lottie, and I read in the author's note that Sunshine Smith was also a real person. In the novel, Sunshine Smith pays a visit to Lottie along with two "Navajo elders," and their weird and appalling visit prompts her miscarriage to begin. Lottie doesn't blame her miscarriage on the bizarre and frightening things these men do to her right before blood begins to pour from between her legs, but I sure did. The cause-and-effect seemed obvious, and these men seemed evil and sadistic as a result. I don't know if the author intended me to be so disgusted by these three men, but I was. They only occupy 4 pages in the book, so their presence is brief, but extremely shocking, and as horrifying to me as the fact that Lottie was sentenced to seven years in prison by the state of Texas.