So, um, I tried to read this. I really did. I don’t know if it’s “paranormal romance overload” or the fact that I’d just finished reading material from two incredibly good writers (Sarah Monette and Elizabeth Bear), but I had no patience for the fluff. Overall, I gave the book a 2/10.
i did get through “The Exterminator’s Daughter” Meg Cabot. I don’t intend to read anything else by her. Yes, it was better than oral surgery, but I wish I’d spent the time cleaning the sink or something. To her credit, I did have a “laugh out loud” moment early on, when she used the phrase “tramp stamp.” I hadn’t heard that before, and I love it (although “arse antlers” is probably still my favorite).
Lauren Myracle warns readers that “The Corsage” is based on “ .” That story scared the bejeezus out of me when I was 6, and I should have known that it was still firmly imprinted in my mind. I couldn’t get far enough in Myracle’s homage to learn the consequences of the first wish. I remember, right around then, how much I really, really hate the original story. Yes, it’s well-written, and Myracle isn’t bad. Unfortunately, I couldn’t summon up any interest in her characters to keep me reading, and without that, I certainly wasn’t going to read for the spook factor.
“Madison Avery and the Dim Reaper” by Kim Harrison was dull, dull, dull, and did I mention dull? Spoiled brat whining. There ya go. I don’t know where the “plot,” if there was one, was going. I didn’t care. If she got murdered by the guy she danced with after being nasty to her prom date, yawn.
And that, dear reader, is where I stopped. If Michelle Jaffe’s “Kiss and Tell” or “Hell on Earth” by Stephenie Meyer are great works of literature, I missed out. If I had absolutely nothing else with which to amuse myself, I might read them. Happily, that isn’t the case at the moment!
Dear Publishers: Stop now. Really. The world does not need Preschool Graduation From Hell, First Babies From Hell, or Mid-life Crisis From Hell. Thank you.