Started Early, Took My Dog is a very weird, slightly annoying book. I am not recommending it. I am saving you from seeing the author's name and thinking, "Oh her writing is so good. I'll pick this one."
Indeed, I was at our library's book sale, perusing titles, and saw Kate Atkinson's name. "Why yes, this will be worth a dollar." Um, nah.
Atkinson's writing is really good and she kept me turning pages because I wanted to know what the heck was going on. Tracy Waterhouse, a security guard, makes a crazy mad purchase. Tilly, an elderly actress on the brink of her own disaster, is a witness. Jackson Brodie, a detective, finds people.
cover blurb Variously accompanied, pursued, or haunted by neglected dogs, unwanted children, and keepers of dark secrets, soon all three will learn that the past is never history - and that no good deed goes unpunished.
Sounds intriguing? Nah - just confusing and I didn't really like these people. That's a problem.
Sorry, Kate - you might be a brilliant writer, but this was in the bargain bin for a reason.