I mentioned how much I was loving Robert Galbraith’s mystery novels in my August favorites, but it took me all of September (and most of October) to get through The Silkworm. That’s not to say that this book isn’t engaging: in fact, it’s a page-turner. I’ve just been so busy with school, work, and my internship that I’ve hardly had the chance to read. But that didn’t stop me from staying up late last night to finish The Silkworm.
This book is the second in the Cormoran Strike series, following The Cukoo’s Calling. If the first book is brilliant, the second is exceptionally brilliant. Cormoran and his secretary Robin return to solve the case of a missing author. This novel centers around the obscure work of literary manic Owen Quine, and his collection of friends and enemies. Quine disappears just as his manuscript hits the literary community–and makes quite a splash. His libelous novel, Bombyx Mori, throws accusations at a number of prominent figures. When his distraught wife seeks out detective Cormoran Strike, he smells a rat and takes the case. Quine’s case turns out to be a never-ending rabbit hole of dark twists and grisly surprises.
Robert Galbraith is a pseudonym for J.K. Rowling, of the Harry Potter phenomenon. This series solidified my opinion of Rowling as a literary genius. Her novels are masterfully constructed with cohesive characters. I think The Silkworm might be even better than The Cukoo’s Calling. The Silkworm has more in-depth characterization of the principal characters. There is more suspense all throughout The Silkworm, but it isn’t for the faint of heart. The Silkworm is gritty, but any gore isn’t without purpose, so even a faint-hearted girl like me was willing to stomach it for the thrilling plot.
Have you read any of J.K. Rowling’s mystery novels? What did you think?