Loved the idea of this book - dystopian future in a fallen Toronto, with Afro-Carribean myth and magic at the forefront. But this was my second attempt, and I can't get into it. The visions Ti-Jeanne keeps having draw me in completely, and then the rest feels like a slog. If I weren't sleep-deprived I might have pushed through, it's a short book, but at this point in time I'd rather just move on. Going to pick up more Hopkinson in the future. Knowing this was a debut, I'm still confident that she is an author I will enjoy.