A review by jimbowen0306
The Shape of Night, by Tess Gerritsen

1.0

If ever there was a book that forced me to remember where an author started, this would be it.

In this book, a borderline alcoholic cook book writer descends on a rural/coastal holiday rental to finish writing her cookbook. While there, she convinces herself that the house might be haunted (though it might be the fever dreams of an alcoholic who had reasons to be guilty), gets borderline hot and heavy with dishy local doctor, and investigates 2 suspicious deaths.

Anyone who reads Gerritsen, thinking they’re going to be like the TNT Rizzoli and Isles series. Gerritsen started off as a “romantic thriller” writer. The first Rizzoli and Isles book was one, and it put me off reading any more books in the series (along with the fact that Rizzoli isn’t the focus of the book). This book isn’t any different. Any book where the lead character talks about having “kinky sex” WITH A GHOST isn’t an author I want to read.

This isn’t kink shaming either. You do you. It’s just how are we supposed to tax a chunk of the book seriously if that sort of discussion is happening?