A Twisted Ladder by Rhodi Hawk

Publication Date: September 1st, 2009
Format: Paperback, 544 pages
Tor/Forge
RATING: 4 out of 5 Stars


SUMMARY

Psychologist Madeleine LeBlanc has spent her whole career trying to determine the cause of her father’s schizophrenia. She always felt that she could unravel its origins and cure the man who left her and her brother, Marc, to practically raise themselves on the Louisiana Bayou. But when Marc takes his own life on a fishing boat in the middle of Bayou Black, Madeleine embarks on a journey into her family history—to a time when the antebellum era was crumbling, and the line between servant and master was starting to fade. And the more she pries the more she reveals her family’s dark past, rife with conjured demons and river magic gone awry. Madeleine’s only hope to save herself is to face the ghosts of the past, the dangers of the present, and the twisted ladder that links them all together.


This review will be short and sweet.

What would you do if you have the power of persuasion? No – I’m not talking about using your feminine wiles to get what you want from your man. I’m talking about power of suggestion. Literally, telling someone to do your will. Imagine the possibilities. Or in this book’s case, imagine how many people you could kill.

Set in Louisiana, A Twisted Ladder tells a story of generations of voodoo and madness. LeBlanc’s family has a history spanning decades of manipulation, murder and mysticism. It will puzzle you, will make you doubt exactly when a person’s ability becomes lunacy as shown in pretty much most of the Madeleine’s relatives and even from Madeleine, herself.

It will take you deep into the swamps, tangled in all its deep mysteries and legacies of gore. It will give you a seemingly simple explanation to the mystique of the human mind while incorporating the spiritual essence the region is much more known for.

This was such an interesting change from my usual fare; creepy, and as the title suggests, twisted. But not in the way most of us relates to the word. It’s twisted in a way that author intertwined everyone’s stories into one dark serving of psychological goodness.

Rhodi Hawk was like that wicked relative you know who’d enticed you to come inside a room only to leave you there alone scared shitless in the darkness.