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Book Review: If I Run

   I recently did a post asking what I should write about and, though I didn't get a bunch of feedback, I did get some. One of the suggestions was hearing about books I liked and read recently and "If I Run"  by Terri Blackstock was one of them. In fact, I loved it so much, I finished it in a day. All (roughly) 300 pages. I began reading it when I woke up, and finished it just in time for me to get to bed at a reasonable time of night. Needless to say, it caught my attention.
   If I Run is about a woman named Casey Cox, who's wrongfully accused of murder, and Dylan Roberts, who's hired to find her when she runs from the police.
   I started reading this book as research for writing a novel of mine. Some of the characters suffer from PTSD, and one of the characters in my novel Forsaken suffers from the same thing. I wanted to see how other authors handled writing it, what sorts of things to look out for, and how to write it down on paper. I may have begun the book as a researching author, but I ended as an enthralled reader.
   Casey Cox, the main female character, was an overall amazing character. I felt I could relate to her, and I felt like I was in her head. She also had a sister named Hannah, so that just pulled me into the story right then and there . . .
   This book is written in first person (using words like I and me instead of he or she when referring to the POV characters), and I usually don't like first person, but this book kept me going. The author, Terri Blackstock, kept me guessing all along the way, and I absolutely loved how easily she switched from Casey's head to Dylan's, making them feel real and different from each other, too (something that as an author I find hard to do sometimes).
   The mystery and adventure/suspense at every turn was awesome, and I'd read the book a hundred times over if I got the chance. If you like that kind of book - suspenseful, exciting and interesting with deep characters and an amazing plot - then I'd suggest this book for you.
   I give If I Run an four out of five-star rating!

 
 

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