Thursday, December 5, 2019

Book Review: Losing Cadence by Laura Lovett

‘What had drawn me to this quiet, intense guy was the compassion he demonstrated.’

Canadian author Laura Lovett has successfully written books in the academic and business world. She is a practicing psychologist and an entrepreneur, and now turns her talents to writing novels. LOSING CADENCE is her impressive debut psychological thriller. Laura lives in Calgary, Alberta.

Though there are many authors who write successful psychological thrillers, few of them are actually practicing psychologists. That career decision enhances the credibility of Laura’s novel. We never feel as though w are being lead through a maze of psychological terms or states for the sake of drama, but instead because the author understands the etiology of mental dysfunction, has dealt with permutations of her writing’s devising, and therefore ads a dimension of credibility to what may some seem diversions of ‘madness’. 

Setting the mood for this thriller takes no more than a paragraph – ‘“We’re home, my love.” The husky voice seemed distant, yet vaguely familiar. I heard only faint sounds amidst the dark fog that swirled around in my mind. I didn’t know where I was, as my eyes remained clamped shut. My body felt limp and desperately weak. I tried to pull my heavy eyelids apart, but to no avail. I willed my mouth to open, to utter a sound. Nothing. My tongue was heavy in my mouth. Everything was black. I’m going to be sick, I thought. “My love, the love of my life, my Cadence,” uttered a deep male voice in my ear. “I’m going to carry you, my love.” I felt warm arms around me, lifting me out into the rain. I shivered fiercely from the bitter cold. Was it night? There was no light through my closed eyelids. I tried again to open my mouth, to ask where I was, but the words would not form. Who was he? My nausea materialized into violent vomiting. I could feel the man’s strong arms holding me up, bracing me. My body heaved and convulsed, and I felt as though I was breaking into pieces. “It’s okay, darling, you’ll feel better soon,” said the deep voice over and over as I heaved for what felt like an eternity. Then everything went black again.... I woke up slowly, sensing that I was tucked into a soft bed. This time my eyes were able to open a fraction. Shapes swam before my eyes, the images vague and blurry. I could see white all around me: white bed, white walls, white door. I tried to move, but my body refused to cooperate. I knew, somewhere in the back of my mind, that I was heavily drugged.’

And the plot synopsis moves us into the darkness that s to become tale – ‘When Cadence Weaverly graduates from high school, she thinks it’s for the best that she and her boyfriend, Richard White, take separate paths: she to Julliard and he back to Harvard. Ten years later, she has an ideal job and a wonderful fiancĂ©, Christian. She is building the life of her dreams—until the day Richard resurfaces out of the blue, abducts her from her San Francisco apartment, and returns her to his mansion where he holds her captive. Cadence can hardly believe her ears when Richard professes his undying love and reveals his plans to build a life together. Terrified to fight back for fear he will have Christian murdered, Cadence must determine how to reason with a mentally unstable man who is obsessed with making her his forever. But even if she manages to escape, will she ever really be free of the man who hunts her heart? A young woman must rely on perseverance, courage, and inner strength to survive after she is kidnapped by her deranged ex-boyfriend.’

Terrifying concept exceptionally well told by a new author whose future in her new realm feels assured.

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