I received a copy of this book from the author in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts and opinions expressed here are my own.
If you’re following me on Twitter, I tweeted about this book a few days back. Here’s the tweet in question:
If, like yours truly, you reacted with “what even”, don’t worry. We’ll get to this in a minute.
Two hikers in the mountains of northern Utah accidentally discover the frozen body of Democratic senator and presidential candidate, Robert Wayne “Skipper” Goodman — missing since his private jet crashed mysteriously en route to Washington nine months earlier.
Even as the esteemed senator’s family hastily arranges for the body’s return to California, the local coroner — with whom the senator’s remains have been temporarily entrusted — cannot resist the temptation to probe the most famous guest to ever cross his table. During a hurried, though noninvasive examination, an X-ray reveals a tiny brass key clutched tightly in the senator’s left fist. The doctor’s insatiable curiosity overrules his better judgment and he keeps the seemingly insignificant item as a memento.
In Washington, news of Goodman’s discovery results in the immediate assassination of the chairman of the Senate Intelligence Committee, the man with whom Goodman had hastily scheduled a meeting the day his private jet went down. Within moments of the murder, Colonel James Merkett — the man sworn to protect the secret of the key — races to Utah to contain the “Goodman problem” before it can spread any further.
Anxious to see her father after having been gone for a week, Lela Summers is horrified to discover that several people in her small town have died while she was out of touch. When she learns that all the deaths occurred within hours of Skipper Goodman’s body arriving at the coroner’s office, she and her closest friend, Marie Matthews, search that office for any clue that may shed some light on events they believe are connected by more than mere coincidence.
Cleverly hidden within the clinic, the two young women find a small brass key. Within moments of its discovery, Lela and Marie are in a frantic flight to save their very lives, pursued with a vengeance by a group of ruthless men with a single collective thought: protect the secret at all cost. To them, it’s worth killing for, but is it also a secret worth dying for?
The women soon realize that their only prayer of seeing another sunrise is to learn the meaning of the key before the men pursuing them add two more corpses to a rapidly growing body count.
What none of them knows is that Marie Matthews is a woman with deadly secrets of her own.
An Evil Wind is actually a good book. It has just the right amount of suspense, deranged killers, and political intrigue to be a good 80s blockbuster action movie. The story is good, but that’s all I’m going to give this book. The writing is decent but there were quite a few typos in the copy I received. The characters–including MC Marie Matthews–were not fleshed out well. But this book is entirely plot-driven and you’ll be racing to finish it despite certain, ahem, weirdness.
Take a good look at my tweet. Take a good look at the photo attached. And now don’t tell me you wouldn’t call it weird too. When you’re writing about a
woman character being ambushed by a bunch of gun-wielding suits, you don’t try and make it sexy. And what even is “seductive regularity”?
Here’s a followup:
“It [blood] had stained both cups of her bra where they and her generous cleavage met before…”
No. Just don’t. It doesn’t help that the main character is a woman. There are instances such as these throughout the book, leading me to question if some men know how to write a woman at all.
At one point in the book, Marie has room service with a guy in her bra and panties because “the hair dryer made [her] too hot to get dressed yet”.
You know what this proves? It’s not just women this author doesn’t understand, it’s hair dryers too! Hair dryers can get you a little hot around the neck sometimes but not enough to not get dressed. Hey man, if you want the main characters to go at it, get them to go at it instead of making crazy assumptions about hair dryers.
In conclusion, An Evil Wind is:
- A good book in terms of the political intrigue, suspense, and plot.
- Just sad because of the way women are written in it.
3 out of 5. It lost the 2 stars just because of the way women are written it it.
That’s my review. How pissed off are you right now? Do you have any “male authors writing women” quotes? Let me know in the comments!
To all those asking, yes I’m back from my vacation. It’s taken me a week but I should get back to my usual posting schedule: posts on Sundays and any odd weekday I finish a book. And any day inspiration strikes.
For people asking me for le funnies, look for a satirical post on male authors writing women tomorrow! 😉