…is a steaming pile of crap. So far, anyway, and I’ve read 200 pages. It’s a monster too – over 600 pages and it’s looking like it’s going to be 600 pages of suck.
I really loved this series – right up through Obsidian Butterfly. The last two books had problems – serious problems – but were still more fun than not. But this! In the 200 pages I’ve read so far, there has been one – one! – short passage about the murders the damned book is supposed to be about and one – one! – new development that I will spoiler box Anita forms a second Triumvirate with Nathaniel and Damian, intersecting her original Triumvirate with Jean Claude and Richard. and that I saw coming in the last book anyway. The whole rest has been tedious, tiresome, damn-near-unreadable drone about Anita’s messy personal life intercut with tedious, tiresome, damn-near-unreadable kinky sex.
I’ve still got 400+ pages to slog through – maybe it’ll pick up. Maybe that’s why this one is so much longer – maybe Hamilton decided to cram all the personal angst and kinky sex she’s been poisoning the series with into one self-indulgent mass at the beginning of this book and then get back to business as was usual in the first 9 books. Hey, I’m an optimist.
I’m just glad I didn’t pay full price – I got a 30% store discount, plus 10% with my Barnes and Noble discount card, plus an extra 15% off with a coupon). So I paid around 13 bucks plus tax for the ‘privilege’ of gazing into Ms. Hamilton’s navel.