Newest pet peeve: When the marketing department in a publishing house decides it would be a great idea to promote just about any new psychological thriller as "The NEW Gone Girl" to sell the hell out of it. This seems unfair to me. If a person loved Gone Girl-they could be disappointed, and if they hated Gone Girl-they might not give it a chance.
I loved Gone Girl! I loved THE SILENT WIFE! THE SILENT WIFE is NOT Gone Girl. Yes, there are a few similarities. A toxic marriage, husband and wife narrators, and unlikable (for most readers) main characters, but to me this is where the similarities end.
Chicago in Autumn.
"Him" Todd (the husband) -A despicable man in his mid-40s, a perpetual cheater who has zero self-awareness, and uses his childhood traumas as an excuse to do whatever he pleases no matter who it hurts. (the typical 40 year old man really).....kidding.
"Her" Jodi (the wife) -A non-confrontational part-time psychologist, part-time Martha Stewart-esque housewife-who because of childhood trauma, has learned to bury anything unpleasant so deep that it is like it never happened.
After 20 years in a "common law marriage" Todd knocks up his best friends daughter and decides to leave Jodi completely penniless. Jodi decides Todd should die.
As usual I read quite a few reviews before writing mine, and as usual I am going to disagree with a lot of them. Cause that's how I roooollllll......or maybe it is because I have no idea what I am talking about. I just don't get why some reviewers have to like the people they are reading about, to like a book. Did you like Betty Jane Hudson or Blanche in Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? How about Reality T.V's Richard Hatch on Survivor, some of you I am sure watched..and loved to hate. So what is so different about fiction novels? I adore books with flawed characters! I loved to hate Todd in THE SILENT WIFE. I loved every shake of my head when I read his thoughts, and every time I caught myself rolling my eyes at his stupidity. He was real. I hated that he was real, but sadly enough I have met more men like him than I care to mention, and I loved Jodi! I sympathized with Jodi. It was completely believable to me that she would turn out to be exactly as she is because of her past and regardless of her profession (I am the daughter of a psychiatrist-and believe me speaking from experience, they don't say psychiatrists have the craziest families for no reason.)
This is a wonderful debut fiction novel from Susan Harrison, and I was very sad to read- in an article about her death in April/2013- that it will also be her last.