This is the first Caroline O’Donoghue I’ve read, so I wasn’t 100% sure what to expect, but the premise and the writers who had blurbed the book peaked my interest enough to pick it up.
Ultimately, I’m still not really sure how I felt about this book. Charlotte was unlikable, raw, a complete mess, jealous and totally relatable. I loved her, even all the messy parts. Her love for her father was evident, and her longing to find a home when hers was falling apart was something I thought was beautifully done. I really felt for Charlie, I wanted her to catch a break.
Her relationship with Laura was the heart of this story, I don’t think it was meant to be, but for me it was. Charlie’s battle with her complicated feelings for Laura ring so true for so many friendships. Seeing someone you love thrive and grow while you seem to only stumble and flounder through life is equal parts painful and joyous. Their love for each other, even when things were terrible between them, carried me through this story. I could have read a whole book just about them and their friendship. The commentary of a gay woman with a straight best friend, the agony of the love that might have been had it been different, of Laura just getting it so wrong and hurting Charlie where it would be most painful, was unflinchingly real.
The mystery at the centre of the story, what happened to those children, kept me guessing but I think that was more out of confusion than anything else. O’Donoghue painted Ireland and Clip vividly, the small town characters who know everything and yet nothing at all were vibrant. But the whole time I felt like the story kept building to something that never quite paid off. The unravelling of the story felt unsatisfying, rushed at the end when it became clear that no great unveiling would actually happen. Though in a way, this mirrored Charlie’s story too. She went to Ireland and to Clip searching for answers, for family, built up this image of what the place her father had told her stories about would be like, and in the end it wasn’t what she imagined at all - better or worse, it didn’t matter. Charlie didn’t find herself or anything beyond the long buried secrets of a small community.
What I did like was the last chapter that left us with the promise of that unveiling of the truth, that Charlie and now Maria, were waiting until the right moment to pursue justice. It was frustrating to not be part of that story in the end, but the knowledge that Charlie intended to finish it was enough.
Overall, Scenes of a Graphic Nature was enjoyable, Caroline O’Donoghue’s writing was strong, though the sprinkling of pop culture references did make me cringe, her ability to write relationships really is the strength. Charlie’s relationships with Laura, her father and her mother were, for me, undoubtedly the best parts of this book.