Books rarely have me on the edge of my seat, biting my nails, but with Gone Girl, I was doing just that.
When Amy Elliott Dunne goes missing on her wedding anniversary, her husband Nick goes on a hunt to find out what happened to her, who took her... And what they want.
Throughout this book I was gritting my teeth in anticipation, skipping meals, avoiding all human contact and yes, taking minimal bathroom breaks because I didn't want to put the book down.
I ate, breathed and slept Gone Girl. I tossed and turned contemplating what else could possibly occur and how this blasted book could end.
It frustrated me beyond belief, but I was hooked.
Then I got to the end. I'm not positively sure if I actually screamed, but I can tell you that I ranted and raved for a good half hour or so after I finished the last page. I told my friends about it, grabbing them by the shirtsleeves saying "You HAVE to read this book!"
Without spoiling anything (because believe me, you're not going to want to hear ANY spoilers from this book) it probably has to be one of the most irritating, frustrating and memorable endings to a book I've ever read.
That being said, Gone Girl is teetering on the edge of being one of my favorite books in the world. It's suspenseful, written beautifully and, dang, did it have me hooked.
I've hated books (okay, not hated, but I've been very upset) because of my favorite character dying or getting their heart broken. But this...
Oh my gosh.
I'm recommending this book to EVERYONE and I truly wish the author would just send me a box of Gone Girls, so I can hand them out to my friends and complete strangers.