Yesterday I finished reading Oyinkan Braithwaite’s My Sister The Serial Killer, and I enjoyed every minute of it.
First because I have always wondered way back when I used to read a lot of #JamesPatterson books what it would be like to read a book featuring a serial killer in our climes, that is convincing enough. This book delivered that flawlessly.
My Sister The Serial Killer tells the story of two sisters, one a beautiful psychopath with an emotional disconnect and probably bipolar(or something worse) , the other a protective accomplice with OCD. Story starts off after the murder of the third victim, and a roller coaster of events that involves covering up, betrayal, heartbreak etc unfolds from there.
One of my favourite things about this book is how descriptive the author Oyinkan is. Yes, detailed description is one of the key elements of good prose/fiction but Oyinkan’s ability is almost uncanny. I found my self easily grasping many of the things she described and even trying some gestures out to get a very clear picture of the scenarios painted. Even more evident was her wit, sarcasm and humour. In one of the most hilarious parts for me, the main character of the book Korede from whose perspective we see things described her beautiful sister Ayoola as a ‘Bratz doll, while she in comparison looked like a voodoo figurine.’ I really really laughed out loud for that one. Such is the author’s writing prowess.
My only issue which really is more of a sentiment is that I didn’t like how it ended. It was too soon, too fast and I wanted something more to happen. But I’m hoping there are at least two sequels to fully lock down the story and tie some of the loose ends for me.
Overall I thoroughly enjoyed digging into this book and I’ve emerged richer in vocabulary too.
As the weekend is upon us, I recommend you get a copy, binge read it and let the author take you on a ride into a world of murder and suspense, away from the hustle and bustle of modern life and digital. You’ll enjoy every minute of it!
