With Carrie Rubin’s new book, The Bone Curse, coming out shortly, I’m a little (a lot) behind the times with this review, but it’s better late than never to spend time with such a gem.
Eating Bull is Carrie Rubin’s sophomore effort, a thriller centering on overweight Jeremy Barton (unaffectionately known as “Eating Bull”) and a serial killer with a real obesity hang-up. The prose is clean and stays out of the way of an absorbing plot while the characters draw you in. From the day-to-day struggles of Jeremy’s mom, Connie, who’s just trying to make ends meet and do the right thing for her son, to the public health advocate, Sue, who’s determined to hold all responsible parties accountable for their role in enabling an overweight America, the reader is left with the sense that these are real people.
With its original premise, Eating Bull comes with a message, but like all good fiction, it’s encapsulated in an electrifying story. This is a timeless novel because the same guilt and pressure that Jeremy faces attack each of us in different ways. Carrie’s taken what could have been a run-of-the-mill thriller and put her own mark on it, which is what any good author does.
I was sad to see this one end, but I’m sincerely looking forward to strapping in for another Carrie Rubin thrill ride!