Is it Me? Or is it the Book?

I just finished reading "Swimsuit" by James Patterson and Maxine Paetro. I usually like Patterson's books, except for his Alex Cross series, however, I'm not sure about this one.

Either I'm getting old (don't anybody say a word about my age...I'm warning you) and just don't need graphic scenes to entertain me, or his work is becoming more...I can't quite come up with the word...maybe intense?

Whichever way it is, I found the beginning of this book disturbing. That's about the only way I can describe it. Once I got into it and wanted to see how it turned out, several more disturbing scenes played out.

When I got about two thirds of the way through the book, I just HAD to read the last few pages to see how it turned out. Otherwise, I was going to have to stop reading it.

I chose to finish the book and I still can't get the gruesome parts out of my head.

So...I'm wondering...is it ME who's changed? Or is it his writing? I know he collaborates with other authors, but surely he has the final say. This was definitely one of my least favorite books of his.

It might be a while before I read another Patterson book.