Why this book?
The “girl” in this novel is a young anthropologist (inspired by the real-life Margaret Mead), and the island is New Guinea, 1933. King, a writer’s writer, has crafted a complex page-turner that’s as tight as a drum. It’s a stunner, down to the final perfect sentence, which knocked the breath out of me. I don’t think I’ve read a book in the past five years that compares craft-wise.