The diary is a pretty fast paced read – I killed it it two sittings – the diary format meaning that every entry leaves on a cliff-hanger before the next one and the speed at which Laura descends into a life of drugs and sexual experience is a dark and cavernous ride. If I had one disappointment with the book, it was simply a personal one in that I missed Agent Dale Cooper from the series – a character only brought in to investigate Laura’s death of course and so never a part of her diary and past. A journal interspersed with Laura’s poetry, this is enticing stuff as the reader plows for clues, for secrets to be spilled that will lead to the identity of her killer. The diary starts off in July 1984, when seemingly sweet and innocent Laura Palmer was 12 years old and, knowing the fate that befell her, gives a kind of ‘Lovely Bones’ feel to the diary entries. Almost as surreal as watching the classic television show the author’s father, this great little book was a delight and a very strange tombe to read.įrom the very first page I was transported back to the world of Twin Peaks with every mention of each and every character giving me flashbacks to all those years ago, sitting round at my then girlfriend’s (now wife’s) mother’s house with her and my now brother-in-law devouring every ounce of the episodes as we consumed lots of cherry pie and damn fine coffee.
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