I only made it through a little more than one-third of this book, then I skipped the majority, and read the ending.
At this point in life, I have littI only made it through a little more than one-third of this book, then I skipped the majority, and read the ending.
At this point in life, I have little patience or interest for fairy tales, or even reimagined fairy tales. I have no plans to revisit it, so it's a bit of a cheat to include it on my "Paused Indefinitely" shelf, but it won't count towards my read/want-to-read numbers and I wanted to at least get credit for reading as much of it as I did.
This is not a book I would have picked up on my own, but it was a book club pick, and so I did my best so that I could participate in the group discussion.
Is it sad that I'm not into fairy tales as a mid-30-something? Is my sense of wonder gone? I like to think not, but I'm guessing I read too much non-fiction for this book to hold my interest for long. As soon as I got to the magic and talking animals portion, I was done. To be fair, the end and the beginning weren't too bad, wartime in England, books ... children. It was the child main character that did me in though, I sapped all my bandwidth for child-centric books long ago. Fantasy and youths are *not* my genres.
Reminded me of The Chronicles of Narnia, and a couple other books, so if you like that sort of thing — give this book a shot. There seems to be some debate as to whether or not this book is YA. It felt very YA to me, at least the parts I read, and I try to avoid YA like the plague. I *might* have enjoyed this book when I was in high school or middle school.
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