Review of THE WINTER GHOSTS by KATE MOSSE
Right away I noticed and admired the writing in this short book. While I enjoy Mosse's work sometimes writing quirks, like an abundance of passive voice, distract me a little from the story. None of that here. In fact, the story flows very naturally from beginning to end and, especially considering the wide-margin page-formatting and short chapters, reads in a quick flash. Certainly a contrast to the tomes of LABYRINTH and SEPULCHRE!
As seems to be Mosse's style, the story has a slow, suspenseful build, though arguably slow to a fault. Perhaps as much as the first third can be summarized as: Freddie misses his deceased brother to the point of mental instability. Oh, and he's crashed his car. However, the story (in my mind) doesn't start until he attends a celebration in the town where he's found shelter and the evening takes a strange turn. Then everything moves faster. I won’t say more, because we’re well into the book by that point and I don’t want to spoil it.
In some ways, this is hardly an original story, but Mosse pulls together familiar tropes and specific, unique characters and histories in such a way that everything feels right.