"It was only meant to be a brief detour. But then Lauren finds herself trapped in a town called Lost on the edge of a desert, filled with things abandoned, broken and thrown away. And when she tries to escape, impassible dust storms and something unexplainable lead her back to Lost again and again. The residents she meets there tell her she's going to have to figure out just what she's missing--and what she's running from--before she can leave. So now Lauren's on a new search for a purpose and a destiny. And maybe, just maybe, she'll be found..."--
I have never read any of Sarah Beth Durst's novels before, so I found myself in a strange new world. A place where the unreal has the capacity to seem as real as the air we breathe, but where we have the capacity to fix ourselves if only we find what was Lost. A place that, strangely, I didn't really want to leave - where the place was just as alive as the people within it. A story that had me looking up the sequel, ready and willing to buy it immediately (having forgotten that this is a new book). It's unusual that I feel this way about a book, especially with money being tight right now.
While I had never read any of her books before, Lost has me convinced that I must rectify that shortcoming immediately in order to experience more of the strange and fascinating worlds she has created.
