Blood Up North
Cass lives with her grandmother, Tilly, a tobacco-chewing, crusty old lady who raised Cass and her brother Jack after their mother died, perhaps at the hands of their father, Vick. The tiny town in northern Minnesota where they live is as dreary as Cass’s life. She works part-time in the town bar, a real dive. Drugs and alcohol pretty much fuel the town. Jack shows up with a bag full of money and a tale of drug runners pursuing him. Cass does what she can to save him, but when Vick shows up acting all nice, she realizes things don’t quite add up. Can she figure things out in time to save her brother and herself?
Fredrick Soukup has created a cast of largely uninteresting, nasty characters to populate this desolate tale. Cass has a few redeeming qualities, but she is the only one. The writing is okay, but the author often uses vocabulary that doesn’t fit the narrative, pulling the reader out of the story. Like Titus Andronicus, the stage is littered with bodies and drenched in blood by the end, and if that’s what a reader likes in a book, this is the book for them.
|Page Count||224 pages|
|Publisher||Vine Leaves Press|
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|Category||Mystery, Crime & Thriller|