Bloodlines by Lynn Lipinski is an easy, compelling read involving murder in a trailer park, an alcoholic protagonist that has fallen off the wagon and had a black out and a most inconvenient time, drug trafficking, family dysfunction, and the desperation of people on the fringes to fit in.
Parts of the story felt true while other facets seemed to rely on stereotypes, such as the trailer park dweller on social security disability that watches TV and chain-smokes while her husband rots in jail. I also had some difficulty accepting the motivation of the lead character, Zane, and his apparent lack of any judgment. I wanted to scream on more than one occasion "No! Don't do that!" He should have listened to the New Age fortune teller!
There is also a plot line that seemingly attempts to bring a bit of TLC reality programming into the trailer park, which felt like Honey Boo Boo meets Gypsy Sisters at The Duggars’ back yard BBQ.
Despite what I felt were shortcomings in the narrative and characterizations, I liked the book and couldn’t put it down. But who wouldn’t like a book that includes the appearance of a Komodo dragon?
Bloodlines would make a good beach read.
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