In January of this year, I was desperate to read a book.
I didn’t exactly know what book, except that it had to be a thriller (preferably domestic)–between editing and my own writing, I have extremely limited time to read for pleasure, and I read almost exclusively thrillers. It also had to be set in the Yukon. Retiring in Whitehorse (or fleeing immediately to, depending on the day I’m having) has become a dream of mine. Every year I reread a couple of Kelley Armstrong’s Rockton books in anticipation of her newest release in that series, but one can only read those so many times before needing more Yukon murder books.
At some point, The Silent Places* just bloomed in my head about 95% formed, including the ending.
So I dove in and wrote the Yukon murder book I wanted to read.
I’m pretty sure my search history put me on some government watchdog lists but someday over drinks I can tell you a lot about how to get a fake identity in Canada and the loopholes that can make it surprisingly easy (none of which actually made it into the book).
I am super happy to have the book out there. Nervous, of course, because in many ways it’s vastly different from everything else I’ve published. In other ways, though, it’s very much on brand. It’s still a book about monsters, they’re all just human.
It’s my sincerest hope that you enjoy it.
It’s been nearly a year since Imogen Sharp’s husband Nick went missing—and a year of everyone in the Yukon village of Red Fox Lake whispering that she killed him.
With interest in the case rising again as the anniversary of his disappearance approaches, a journalist comes to town and sparks new rumours. Did Nick take his own life without leaving a note? Did he leave of his own volition? Or did his would-be widow have something to do with it as everyone believes?
When the story reaches national news and Imogen’s photo is plastered everywhere, something darker than local rumours comes to her door. Because five years ago Imogen Sharp didn’t exist, and now even the most remote place in Canada can no longer be her refuge.
“Tightly paced, laser-focused, and scorchingly honest–I want to give this book to every woman I know.” – Lilith Saintcrow, NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING AUTHOR
* Initially the file was called Silent River. The title was almost Strange Things Done but there’s already a Yukon murder book with that name. The Silent Places was also taken from a Robert Service poem though, in this case “The Call of the Wild”.
** I will have signed print copies available eventually, both on their own and as part of gift boxes with some other pretty things, but not for a couple more weeks unfortunately.