May 20, 10
Read in May, 2010
I've just emerged from my annual bath in the sticky goodness of a 700-page Penny Vincenzi novel. The woman is a writing machine! Which, as usual, results in a lot of repetition and awkward sentences and ridiculous dialogue. For example, in the first 100 pages, four people are described as "turning gray" (two with exhaustion, one with fright, one with anger), which is an awful lot of gray people who aren't actually corpses. And there's a major plot problem: our heroine, the gorgeous, brilliant, and terribly virtuous Cassia, cheats on her husband with her lover, then cheats on her lover with an old flame, and we're supposed to cheer her on. Yeah, not so much. But really, none of this matters because once you start reading you can't stop until you finally finish the last page, gray with exhaustion.