There’s a lot going on in “Riverside,” the debut novel written by Brett Burlison. Some of it is good, and some is just passable. I’ll start by saying that, for a first attempt, Burlison has some talent going for him. But, as many first-time writers do, he lets his story overwhelm him, allowing confusion and scrambled details to sneak into his story.
Bobby Patrick struggles with finding his place, letting booze and weed dictate his search. He works as a landscaper and seems satisfied with grubbing around in the dirt. He comes to realize that his girlfriend, Katie, means everything to him and, in fact, the entire story is about him trying to please her in all aspects of their relationship. She also develops a deep love for him, his passionate lovemaking, and the ease they have being with each other. But, into this sweet and sticky alliance, there soon creeps a sinister understory involving past relationships, drug dealers, and betrayal.
I tired quickly of the need for weed and the long, intense conversations. I was never very fond of the characters, even the good-guy cop who was anything but official and straight. His decision to get Bobby involved in police matters was not smart and, as it turns out, validates why ordinary folks need to stay out of dangerous situations. But I was intrigued enough to keep reading. There was something hypnotic about the way the author could string me along, even though I knew exactly how things were going to shake out.
I think Burlison has a bright future and I’ll be watching his progress. He’ll learn to tighten his prose, concepts, and dialogue. The read is not cerebral and, with a little concentration by the reader, becomes more interesting as the book progresses.