E. M. Sinclair

I am a lazy bastard. "Why?" you might ask. Well it's like this. We went for a trip over the weekend to attend my mother's cousin's wedding, and on the way I read a couple of books. I purposely left this one behind, but that's neither here nor there. After returning I decided to finish this one, rationalizing that because I read some other stuff my irritation with this one would be lessened. Clearly I am an idiot, and need to have my head examined. Anyway, so after deciding to finish this book even though the writing is juvenile - nay, scratch that; it's more like multiple personality disorder. Every few chapters the writing style changes. We see first that childish form of prose then as the novel progresses the writing changes to a more formal style, and finally towards the end we see a change to more "YA" author style (you know, the open approachable, dialogue heavy way of writing.) At any rate this greatly disturbed my enjoyment. After all who wants to change the way they have to read every couple of pages? Next up on the chopping block: the plot. Or the lack thereof. My God! Was there an editor even involved? Confusing, and befuddling does not even begin to describe what went on here. Jumping around, throwing new characters in without fully describing existing ones, adding weird creatures that are human (but not?). I just couldn't understand the story. I'm not relegating this one to the one-star Hall of Shame, but it comes awfully close. The only good thing about this book, is that it's free. And I'm definitely not checking out the sequels.

As to why I classified myself as lazy? Well it took me three days to review the book; and even then only because I had nothing better to do and I was bored.… (más)