There are three thing I look for in a novel, three things that, in my opinion, make a book good: 1) good, crisp writing where the story moves along and doesn’t drag 2) an interesting story with unexpected plot twists and turns and 3) likeable characters. Or at least characters I can relate to on some level.
The Poacher’s Son is the first novel I’d read by Paul Doiron. In my opinion, this novel had only one of the three essentials. I did not finish this book. I got halfway through and gave up.
While I cant say the writing was anything extraordinary or masterful, it was a fast moving book.
That’s the only positive thing I can say.
The plot seemed interesting, something different. A young game warden, new on the job, learns that his father is wanted for murder of a cop. Okay, that’s different. However, I read half the book, about 165 pages of 320 or so and honestly, not much happened. No surprises, no twists, no turns.
Lastly, characters I can relate to on some level is a big thing for me. I’ve read many novels where even if the story itself isn’t that great, I’ll read the entire novel simply because I like the hero, I connect to him or her, I identify with him or her and, in a way, feel I, too, have something vested in the outcome. I cant stand when authors create a bland boring protagonist that we root for simply because they are the protagonist.
In The Poacher’s Son, not only did I feel nothing for the main character, but I actually thought the guy was kind of a jerk.
***spoiler***
One premise I found completely unbelievable is the basic underlying theme. Mike Bowditch’s father is accused of murder and our hero is determined, come hell or high water, to prove his father is innocent. Okay, that’s cool. However…why?
We are told, through memory and flashbacks, that the kid’s father was a real a**hole. He was an alcoholic, verbally abusive and almost physically abusive. The guy was just a crappy father. So much so, that Mike’s mom took her son and left at 9 years-old. Mike is now 24 and in the last 15 years, he’s had very little interaction with his father. And what he had was not good.
So, why, why, WHY, is Mike so adamant that his father, who’s an abusive alcoholic, didn’t take the life of this cop? It makes no sense.
Secondly, there is one scene when Mike is debating having his ex-wife come over. He mulls it over but decides not to because he knows that if she comes over, they will get drunk, have sex and that will only complicate things. He decides not to call her.
That night, Mike returns home to see his ex-wife waiting for him. He invites her in. They have dinner. They get drunk. They end up having sex. At no point does Mike even try to ask her to leave or avoid having sex with her. What made me dislike the protagonist is that, in the morning, after sleeping with his ex, he, for some reason is angry at her. He treats her like a cheap hooker and kicks her out. Classy guy.
***end spoiler***
I may eventually try this author again but that wont be for a while. If I do, he’ll have to grab me
early. I read a little more than half this book but gave up because I simply didn’t care what happened.