Apparently. I had nothing to read on my break tonight. Usually I read non-fiction, unless my mental health is poor (which it has been over the winter); so I decided to read a couple of pages of one of John Sandford's "Prey" series. I knew nothing about John Sandford, I just wanted a few minutes distraction. This was trippy.
The book starts with some armed robbers who start out heading toward my old neighborhood in the Twin Cities, and they end up robbing a place one mile from where I grew up and lived most of my life. This was kinda weird for me because as I am reading I am visualizing the setting very vividly as I know every block of it.
Then it shifts to a jailbreak in a town down the road from where I am now in Wisconsin, and the crooks end up hiding out in an abandoned trailer on a hill 40 minutes west of Colfax WI. My family owns an abandoned trailer on a hill 40 minutes west of Colfax. But so far it's all imagination and coincidence. Fun!
But then it got more concrete. Soon there enters a minor character that is the Dunn County sheriff circa 1996. Now the man who was actually Dunn Co. sheriff in 1996 was born and raised in the house that I now live in. In fact the bedroom that he had as a kid is my bedroom now. So I'm 50 pages into this book and I'm kinda trippin'. Needless to say I'm hooked, I'm gonna read the whole series, and I pretty much expect that I myself am gonna show up in one of these books before long.
Cheap thrills, yes, but pretty fun. I've read books in which I knew the setting before, but these Sandford books were #1 best sellers.