…you are reading a murder mystery and during the reveal of the sociopath behind the evil doings you realize it sounds an awful lot like someone with whom you are acquainted.
And so, then what?
This actually happened to me today. I’ve been reading “In the Woods” by Tana French (and if you haven’t read it but intend to, you might want to skip what I have to say here so that I don’t ruin it for you) and in the end it turns out that the murder was done by someone who’d been drawn in and manipulated by a sociopath. Except as I was reading the description of this person – this woman who had taken everyone in – I kept thinking “My God, that sounds just like ________!”
Not that the person of whom I was thinking has committed murder or led anyone to their death, but it was still chilling.
I’m not quite sure what to do with this lightbulb moment.