The only reason I read this book is because it's written by a Dine author, and it takes place in Albuquerque. Other than that I wouldn't have been interested in a story about a woman who sees dead people, and uses this unusual gift while doing her job as a crime scene photographer for the Albuquerque Police Department. I was very creeped out by this book for many reasons. First, I have had many Navajo friends over the years, and the number one thing about Navajos I have learned is that they go completely nuts about any mention of death, ghosts, corpses, blood, spirits, bones, or any other thing that has to do with any concept of a body not being alive. Saying they are terrified of death is a big oversimplification, but even this book doesn't want to crack open the whys and whens of Navajo culture. I'm going to take a cue from the author and simply say: Navajos are terrified of death. So to read a book written by a Navajo, about a Navajo who sees ghosts everywhere was very unsettling. I would also say that while Pueblo people don't get as freaked out by the above mentioned things as Navajos do, we do give proper respect and wariness to them. So reading about Native ghosts, as well as graphic descriptions of dead bodies, etc. wasn't fun, and was the reason it took me so long to get through this book. The second reason I was creeped out was because the vast majority of this book is about the Albuquerque Police Department, which is a terrifying cesspool of anger, cruelty, and brutality that unfortunately rule our city. The APD exists only to arrest poor people for stealing a pair of socks, and shoot anyone experiencing a mental illness. They are currently under the supervision of the Department of Justice after seventy years of terrorizing non-police civilians, but they show a complete unwillingness to change their ways. So reading about the happy little cops skipping around town was annoying.
However, I was determined to see what happened, so I kept reading, and by the end I have a grudging respect for this book. It makes the "good" cops a little too good for my taste, but it excellently portrays what the majority of law enforcement of Albuquerque is, and there are even mentions of the systematic racism within the APD that have been there going back generations. It was interesting read a blurred version of Albuquerque (clearly the book takes place at least ten years ago), from the Gold Street Cafe to the Hotel Parq Central, especially because most of it took place very close to the neighborhood I have lived for the past seven years. The chapters alternate between the past and the present, so you see the main character, Rita, grow up with her grandmother on the Navajo reservation, as well as the life she has made in Albuquerque. In her childhood she struggles with the ghosts she can't stop seeing, even as her grandmother, and the medicine man, Mr. Bitsilly, warn her of the consequences over and over, and even as other traumatic events build up her in life, including the death of her beloved cousin. When Rita's job with APD uncovers a particularly angry and vengeful ghost she has no choice but to track down the killer, and uncover corruption and murder at the police department.
I did think there was too much going on, and a lot of things that didn't feel necessary. The deep, dark details of every crime scene that Rita photographs for example. I don't have a weak stomach, but I had to keep putting the book aside every few pages. It was a lot to read about. Also, I didn't know what to think about Gloria's character. She was the older cousin of Rita, and sometimes I could see where she fit in the story, and sometimes I thought she was a waste of time. The ghosts are not very well explained either, although I am happy to be left in the dark about it. I couldn't tell if Rita just saw all the ghosts, or just the ones who haven't passed, or what. And the fact that the vengeful ghost, Erma, could cause effects that other ghosts couldn't was very well explained either.
The ghosts and police genre isn't my cup of tea, so I didn't love this book. However, it really wasn't bad, and although I am a little leery of some of the things mentioned in this book that have to do with Dine culture, I will leave it to people who are of that culture to critique it. I would recommend this to fans of Winter Counts, and I hope there will be more books from Ramona Emerson. Also, if you can, check out her films!