So, onto Hold The Dark by William Giraldi. Read about 20 pages of this before bed, and left me unable to settle for ages. Haven’t a clue where this is going to go really, only that I expect it to deepen in terms of its matter-of-fact brutality and unflinching blackness. As a father of two young children, certain aspects are quite hard to read, but that’s more indicative of my sensitive constitution than anything else. Scared to pick it up again, in so many ways, but already feel myself reaching for it…