The Four Winds by Kristin Hannah
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Let me preface this review with a couple things:
1. Kristin Hannah is hands down my favorite author! This woman’s stories are gorgeously written, heart-wrenching, and so vividly executed. I just adore her.
2. The Nightingale is my favorite book of all time.
3. Favorite author + author of favorite book = very excited for The Four Winds
Now, all of that being said, here’s the let down. This was not my favorite Kristin Hannah novel. It wasn’t even in my top 5. It was beautifully written (as always). This woman knows how to string words together in a way that makes people feel something. And I particularly liked being immersed in the Dust Bowl during the Great Depression era. But the story itself dragged and dragged and dragged. Perhaps this was intentional to make the reader feel the monotony, despair, and hopelessness the migrants felt during this period. Mission accomplished. Once I got closer to the end, I felt the story start to pick up (yay!) but it took a somewhat strange direction and then ended rather abruptly. The story didn’t feel resolved and I didn’t love the direction it took toward the end.
All in all, I liked this one but did not love it. I won’t be raving about it like I have with so many other of Hannah’s works. I’m confident that her following will continue to sing her praises though even if The Four Winds isn’t their favorite book in her collection.
-I received an advanced copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. Thank you to NetGalley, Kristin Hannah, and St. Martin’s Press for the opportunity to review.-
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