Eh. The only reason I’m giving this 3 stars instead of fewer is because of how good of a writer T. R. Pearson is. Had the author been just any other person, I think I would’ve marked this as ditched and left it at that. But damn, Pearson has a way of spinning a sentence and painting a picture that makes it a little difficult to fault him for a boring novel. Note: a LITTLE difficult. Because aside from Pearson’s writing, the actual novel itself is just ok. It starts out slow, gets interesting in the beginning of the middle, and then slows down again. Maybe I don’t care for mafia books, and Blue Ridge isn’t described as a mafia-esque book, so I went into it with different expectations. Unfortunately, my expectations weren’t met, and while sometimes that can be good, this time it was just disappointing. Once the mafia connection was introduced, and Paul started pulling around with them, everything went downhill.
The most interesting character is Kit Carson, and she barely gets any attention in comparison to Ray and Paul, two cousins who are both boring and mean nothing. Ray and Paul’s stories don’t even connect together to show why it’s important to include both arcs. Blue Ridge could have focused entirely on just one of their stories, and in all honesty, the only story worth focusing on was Kit’s.
I wish I could say this is a quick read since it’s only a little over 100 pages, and I read it in under 24 hours, but it felt like it took me a week to plod through the first 2/3 before I decided to skim the rest. Skimming felt like it took another week to get through. Overall, I don’t recommend this book. I think Pearson is a hell of a writer, but if his other books are like this one, he might be one I’ll pass on in the future, though I’m certainly not opposed to trying another of his books.