For as long as you all have known me, you can count on the fact that there are very few psychological murder thrillers on my bookshelves and TBR pile. You’ve heard it a thousand times- I have a super imagination, and these kind of books give me nightmares and all around CREEP. ME. OUT.
When I heard about The Woman in the Window, I was determined that I wasn’t going to read it, but so many on bookstagram said that it wasn’t too scary, so when I accidentally perused Barnes & Noble a few weeks ago, I decided to give the $5 bargain a chance.
In the novel, Anna Fox is a psychologist who has been housebound for almost a year due to agorophobia. She spends most days alone in her house, drinking bottles of wine, watching old black and white movies, and creeping on the neighbors with her older model Nikon. Though she receives help from her live-on tenant, her therapists, and an array of medicines, she still has trouble coming to terms that her family has left her, and she is alone. She also cannot handle the overwhelming feeling that comes with leaving the safety of her home’s walls.
When new neighbors, the Russells, move in, it’s a source of new entertainment for Anna. Eventually, she even makes friends with Jane Russell and her son, Ethan, when they introduce themselves and visit. However, Anna notices that something isn’t right with them- and soon assumes that Mr. Russell is an abusive husband and father. Feeling protective, Anna keeps an eye on the family- only to witness a brutal attack on Jane. Unfortunately, nobody believes what the crazy neighbor saw- so Anna sets out to find the truth.
I actually enjoyed this novel a lot more than I expected to, but it still wasn’t my cup of tea. I had issues with Anna- I wasn’t sure if I liked her or even sympathized with her, despite her horrific past. I also struggled with the pacing of the novel- it seemed to get slow in many places, though it worked with the storyline of Anna’s wine and pills stupors. Nevertheless, Finn shocked me with the ending of the novel, and I definitely didn’t see her revelation coming, nor the truth behind the attack.
Therefore, this book landed squarely in the middle of the yay or nay scale. It’s not bad at all, and for a wimp like me, very mild. However, I wouldn’t say I was completely absorbed in the read or invested in the characters until the very ending. If you’ve been curious and it sounds like something you’re into, give it a shot. If not, I think it would be safe to pass.