Bad Mommy by Tarryn Fisher

“I can make you part of something great and beautiful and still portray you as the ugly thing you are”

badmommy_amazon_ibooks Tarryn Fisher does what Tarryn Fisher does best – she plays with your psyche and makes you think.

If you plan on reading and interpreting this book literally, you might feel letdown. This book has so much symbolism in it and the best thing about TF books is that they are so fun to dissect afterwards.

The first few chapters of the book felt a bit disconnected and I was on edge to see where it will pick up. It’s so confusing and tiresome to be inside the head of a crazy. But once it picked up, there’s no putting it down. Tarryn played with the mind and emotions and allowed us to take apart the raw, ugly and flawed mold of her characters.

Her characters can be me.

They can also be you.

And that’s what creeps me out.

How many friends do we have? How many people do we know? Do we really know them to the core? Do we know them, truly? Will be trust them with everything and everyone we hold dear?

At the end of the book, I cannot say who was worse, Fig or Darius. I cannot choose between a sociopath and a psychopath and what creeps me out is that these kinds of people are those who look normal, who seem normal and those usually just within our vicinity.

Fig is a leech and legit crazy. She sees something she wants, competes to have what she wants then aims to replace the person she sees is undeserving of what she has. She is complex, demented, careful and thorough. She makes plans and executes them to her liking.

On the other hand, Darius is a master manipulator, a cheat and a liar. He has awareness of his actions but still pushes through without taking ownership. She professes love but destroys and hurts them to serve his own agenda. I always try to see something redeeming when I read about villains, but there’s nothing for these two. The worst thing is that their kind do not show any form of remorse and not even the least bit apologetic for their actions.

Lastly, my favorite POV, Jolene.

Jolene is the writer, Jolene is Bad Mommy.

** And no, this is not a spoiler, you will learn this almost immediately.

She has a ginormous and welcoming heart which sometimes prevents her from recognizing and accepting truths. Her biggest weapon was her heart but it was also her biggest weakness.

This book made me think how many people I have encountered and if any of them have been sociopathic, psychotic or both. I’ve said that I had a Fig before, not as destructive as our Bad Mommy’s Fig but this story made me realize that Figs are real and should not be ignored.

Don’t ask me what genre this is. My answer will always be the same. Tarryn’s books exist on a whole different genre for themselves. Writing wise, it’s exceptional and captivating. You have to really look deeper to see the mind games and psychological flaws of these characters.

I devour Tarryn’s books because you won’t find like books anywhere. She’s the only one. Her books and stories are never normal, sometimes uncomfortable, mostly thought provoking but always, ALWAYS consuming. Her words will always push you to your mind’s limits and will really make you think and understand. People will say that it wasn’t what they expected and that’s basically it. The moment Tarryn writes books that we HAVE EXPECTED, then that’s not Tarryn anymore.

Now what are you waiting for. Bad Mommy and Fig, they’re both waiting.

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Stars - 4

Review Headings -  Blurb

When Fig Coxbury buys a house on West Barrett Street, it’s not because she likes the neighborhood, or even because she likes the house. It’s because everything she desires is next door: The husband, the child, and the life that belongs to someone else.


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