THE PULLER is the debut novel by Michael Hodges. It appears that I am in the minority of readers in regards to this book, after reading some of the "rave reviews" that others left. Honestly, my frustration with this novel wasn't because of the author's writing, it was more on how the book was put together...
After the first chapter, I had a "suspicion" on where the story was going to go--that was bad enough; I don't like to be able to predict the ending so early on. However, what really bothered me about the book was the continuous repetition about the woods, different animals/bushes/trees, fly fishing, ext. Literally over 100 pages of description before anything remotely "interesting" happens. While I am a big proponent of the importance of atmosphere in a novel, this was simply overdoing it completely. Especially when you consider that much of it felt like the exact same things I had read on the previous pages, with a slightly different organization of the words.
Then, it started to get interesting. I did begin to enjoy it once things took off, but there were too many returns to the emotional past of the main character, Matt (which we were told about numerous times already--I sympathized with him, but didn't need to be hit over the head with the reason for it on every other page). And again, the detailed descriptions of fishing, different plants/animals, etc., got old after the first mention.
As for the ending, well, I'd predicted that long before, so I can't say that it added anything to my enjoyment. I DID appreciate the message that the author was conveying, however; I feel that it could have been done much more effectively with less redundancy, and more "forward momentum". There were quite a few errors in my kindle version, but I feel this was more the fault of an editor, and did not detract from my rating on account of this.
Overall, this is only my personal opinion/experience with this novel, and as many other reviewers seemed to love it, I would still say that readers who like the synopsis should give it a chance. Everyone's taste differs.