Book Review – The Gathering
Massively intelligent family drama. That is the words that come to mind at the finish of this book.
I didn’t love this book, but I don’t think you are supposed to love this kind of story. Even so, I enjoyed the glimpses of being Irish from the inside. The author also being Irish, I believed it.
The main character is 39-year-old Veronica Hegarty, who is one in a family of twelve children, and her closest brother, Liam, has just died. He is her closest brother in both age and in sibling relationship, and he has just committed suicide. The book is not as ugly as all that could be, nor is it as clean as the distinction of alive or dead. The family is dysfunctional, but in that sober, everyone is an adult looking back at things sort of way. I will avoid spoiling the plot, but it’s clear from the back cover of the book that something happened that set other things in motion.
There was a couple of poignant moments for me, but it was more the facts than the actual words or expression of feeling; this book isn’t at any point very tender. Perhaps this was the intended effect. It’s intriguing for that, I must admit.
I would have enjoyed this book more, I think, if it had had a little more action, not in the car chase sort of sense, but maybe in a clever turn of events that you sometimes find in dramatic books like these. In summary, if you are a relationship-monger you will enjoy this novel. For me, I’m just somewhat happy that it didn’t give me back stage passes to a sob fest.