Man, 'The Way It Used to Be' takes me back! I stumbled upon it years ago while browsing a used bookstore, and the title just grabbed me. The author is Carsten Stroud—his name stuck with me because the book had this gritty, nostalgic vibe that felt like a love letter to small-town life. It’s one of those underrated gems that blends mystery with a deep sense of place. Stroud’s other works, like 'Sniper’s Moon,' have a similar raw energy, but this one’s quieter, more introspective. I ended up hunting down his other titles after finishing it, and now I recommend him to anyone who loves atmospheric storytelling.
Funny thing—I later learned Stroud also wrote nonfiction about true crime, which explains the book’s tense undertones. It’s cool how authors cross genres like that. If you pick it up, pay attention to how he describes settings; it’s like the towns become characters themselves. Makes me wanna revisit it now, actually.