Deception Point

I’m afraid of being judged because I’ve read Dan Brown. Deception Point. Probably not the best, but I get what all the craze is about. The voice he writes from rings in your head. You can’t put it down. It’s like a leech. Holding on and sucking out as long as it can.

That sounds gross. I can’t believe I just wrote that.

The only reason I picked it up in the first place was to figure out what on earth was so special about this guy’s writing. To broaden my sight in the field of writing. I can’t say I didn’t get my answers. The descriptions are vivid, the characters feel real. The whole plot is well thought out. All the things fall perfectly together. That’s what a person looks for in a good book. But, then again, its not fair for me to judge based on only one example.

its Dan Brown we’re talking about, though. Controversies. The base reason I haven’t even read The Da Vinci Code yet.

The story of deception point is very intelligently woven. I guess that’s what you aim for when writing a thriller. Its almost as if the author himself doesn’t know who the man behind the scenes is. You spent eighty percent of the book thinking its one person, only to find that she was killed by the real one.

I admire the female characters in the story. Rachel, beyond doubt, and the Gabrielle. Even, to some extent, Marjorie Tench.

What I don’t like, though, the seemingly ever-present connection between the presence of empowered women and sex. Why? There can be an absolutely perfect story without anything related to that. Its like a silent call out that that’s all we’re good for.

Ugh. I’m getting stuck in all the weird places.

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