Mr. Mercedes, Stephen King

Mr. MercedesDespite the fact that Stephen King is one of my favorite authors (as a person), I have only read a shameful amount of his fiction. I frequently watch his interviews and appearances on YouTube, and once heard him talking about a story he was working on; a retired detective is being mocked by one of the criminals he never caught on the job. The idea gripped me immediately. That work-in-progress turned out to be Mr. Mercedes. The one book expanded into a trilogy, and embarrassingly I never started Mr. Mercedes until long after the last book in the series had been published 😬

The novel opens with the scene of the crime – on a misty early morning, a madman drives a Mercedes into a crowd of people waiting in line for a job fair. It then fast forwards to find retired detective Bill Hodges doing nothing more exciting than watching daytime television and contemplating the thought of taking his own life, when a typewritten letter is delivered out of the blue. It is from the Mercedes killer, still at large, taunting him. Bouncing perspective between Bill and the Mercedes Killer, the novel is a non-stop crime thriller I found hard to put down.

Although I wouldn’t call this book a member of the ‘Horror’ genre, it is probably the most disturbing book I have personally ever read. Being inside the head of a serial killer is a freaky place to be, as you can imagine. **spoiler**At one point I thought I may have to put it down, as I have a sensitivity to cruelty to animals, but I pushed through and luckily the dog was not poisoned and brutally murdered. Somehow finding that his mother was instead didn’t bother me as much. (It’s the fact that animals are helpless and completely at the mercy of their caregivers is why, in case you are thinking I’m a monster for thinking that) **end spoiler**

Even though this book is part of a trilogy, I feel this novel stands alone very well. That is to say, it doesn’t leave off on a cliffhanger; there is a satisfying and complete ending, which I appreciate very much. There’s nothing worse than a cliffhanger ending. Or a violently abrupt ending (I’m looking at you Margaret Atwood), but this book doesn’t have that, so let’s move on.

Thrillers (especially crime thrillers) aren’t my preferred genre of novel to read, but every once in awhile a really good one can be quite satisfying. If you’re looking for something that fits the bill and is really well written, I recommend it! I’ve borrowed the next two books, Finders Keepers and End of Watch, from a friend, and I plan to read them later this summer. Stay tuned!!

E.