I say Joshilyn Jackson is the Contemporary South's Flannery O'Connor, and she writes the best opening lines in fiction.
I have loved Joshilyn Jackson since I bought Gods in Alabama in an airport years ago. She had me at the first line. She is sharp-witted and a master at character creation.
She's written a domestic thriller. And don't think for a minute that I am not counting the minutes for this one.
Amy is your basic suburban nightmare; you know the one, the perfect mom with the sweet family who bakes cookies and never misses yoga and helps her best friend run their local book club.
Everything is Reese Witherspoon perfect until Angelica Roux shows up for bookclub one night. She is sultry and charming, and everyone seems to be entranced by her except Amy. Amy is not having it.
But the real kicker is that Angelica knows the truth about Amy and what she once did. So, Amy has to go into Alexis Colby mode to protect herself and the life she has curated. Amy and Angelica will start a suburban war that will excavate the secrets of hidden pasts.
Amazon calls it "a diabolically entertaining tale of betrayal, deception, temptation, and love filled with dark twists leavened by Joshilyn Jackson's trademark humor."
Listen, anything diabolical is worth the read.
So come on ladies, grab a bottle of Cupcake Pinot Grigio and throw on your Tory Burch thongs, it's time to hit the country club pool with some diabolical suburban drama.
