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The Blinds by Adam Sternbergh


“A thrilling Western unlike any you’ve read before.” (Vulture)

“Sternbergh shows again why he is one of the most inventive thriller writers working today.” (Booklist (starred review))

“A tense, broiling, 21st-century Western with a crafty premise.” (Kirkus Reviews (starred review))

“The newest release from the riveting Adam Sternbergh.” (Popsugar)

“A quick-paced story of crime and deception.” (Dallas Morning News)

“[An] exciting new thriller. . . . This book doesn’t pull any punches.” (Bookish)

“Guilt, memory, and redemption swirl through this inventive science fiction-based thriller.” (Publishers Weekly)

“Adam Sternbergh is a genre-bender of the highest caliber. Part thriller, part Western, part pulpy whodunit, The Blinds is a propulsive and meaningful meditation on redemption and loss. It’s witty, electrifying, vivid, and thoroughly original.” (Dennis Lehane, author of Since We Fell)

“The Blinds is brilliantly original. Fast-paced, ranging, and inventive, Adam Sternbergh’s restless imagination once again conjures characters and scenarios with heartbreaking insight, peril, and startling stakes. Readers take heed; this is a hell of a ride.” (Smith Henderson, author of Fourth of July Creek)

“Adam Sternbergh tops my list of drop-everything-and-read novelists. With hints of Charles Willeford and Philip K. Dick, and rendered with achingly beautiful prose, The Blinds plucks the strings of Sternbergh’s favored themes-identity, loss, meta-reality-creating a symphony of noirish grit and improbable grace.” (Gregg Hurwitz, author of The Nowhere Man)

“The Blinds is a wild, fever-dream of a novel. Posing questions about the power-and peril-of running from the past, Sternbergh’s vivid vision and the people he brings to life will haunt you long after you turn the shocking final pages.” (Julia Dahl, author of Invisible City and Conviction)


So your in a program to readjust to life, things have been very rocky you want to forget, you have been handed a golden ticket to a way out, the real fix you have been advised by some new official guy from the bureau.
The train leaves for Caesura the towns official name sounds like a caesar salad, strange name, in more ways than one your told its your best option and so with that little push you jump on board. The brochure read:

“Will I remember what I did?
You won’t.
But will I know that I’ve forgotten it?
You will.
So I’ll know I did something bad, but I won’t know what it was.
You’ll know you made the decision to come to this place.”(Excerpt)

The journey is long this place is in apiece of land in Texas in the middle of nowhere, you really start being awed its behind a fourteen-foot fence.
Once gone through the little introductions one guy, the Sheriff, you don’t think such a small place would need one, says


“There is, however, no Internet access,” he continues. “There are no personal phone calls in or out, and no personal mail. You will not be in contact with anyone from your past under any circumstances. Because, simply put, if we have access to the outside world, that means the outside world has access to us. Which is exactly what we are striving to avoid.”

“Caesura is not just a new home but part of a holistic program designed to ensure both your security and your future well-being in a larger sense.”

“Does anyone here know what Caesura means? The word itself?” No one answers. “Caesura,” he continues, “means a pause. A break. And that’s what this is. You have entered this program voluntarily. This was not only to secure your cooperation and testimony, it was to ensure your protection and provide you with a break in your lives, a pause, a new start, which you have chosen freely to undertake. We encourage you to approach life here in that spirit. Now, if there are no more—”

This is the Blinds.” Cooper leaves those words to linger in the air as well. Then he points to his arm patch. “It may say ‘Caesura’ on the badges, but the Blinds is what everyone here calls it. Because we don’t see the outside world, and they don’t see us, not anymore. So this town’s continued existence—our survival—depends on shared principles, mutual interests, and trust, just like any community. Except in this community, when those principles are compromised, people get hurt. People die. Understood?”

Now that little minds eye mentions what the **** no internet what forsaken place really is this!

The author has done a swell drop in contorting the daily lives of a few in this distant place called The Blinds/Caesura he has the stage set and slowly he lets you have a peak behind the scenes that stage curtain lifting until it all comes calling down and you get to understand why this is the place may be the best for the very complicated characters, a kind of pause, time out from suburbia. The writing clear and potent the scenes visceral and cinematic. I started thinking about some crime dramas like Fargo and True Detective where you have similar compelling and intricate plots and strange towns like movie and tv series Westworld.





Reviewed by Lou Pendergrast on 02 August 2017