**SPOILER** We talked about this a bit and I had a different reaction to the end. I dislike when authors try to put a motive to a serial killer. If we say something like, “he was abused as a kid,” well there are all kinds of people who are abused as kids who don’t become serial killers. There’s something wrong in the mind of a person who chooses to do this, something we don’t have explanations for. As far as I know, people like Jeffrey Dahmer and Ted Bundy didn’t have motivations for what they did. Now, on the other hand, if it’s a premeditated murder or a single situation where someone acts in the heat of the moment, those are different types of situations. But to assign a “motive” to something like a serial killing is just the humans way of trying to force an explanation for something we don’t have explanations for.
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And the most interesting thing for me on this is that I never cared why, I was so caught up in the action of the plot and the characters themselves. I think that’s the thing that really indicated to me why I loved this book so much…I was truly caught up in the beauty of every element of it.
I’m so excited to have finally started reading Ian Rankin!! Yay!
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