I'm so sorry to everyone I love that loved this book, but I just, to put it nicely, didn't love it. Reading it was a chore. I tried the audiobook instead and I had to literally force myself to put it on while I scrapbooked. I didn't even want it as background noise. It just wasn't the book for me.

The book lasted too long, and spent far too long on odd points and rushed through important plot points. It rambled on and on and on, describing nothing. I feel like the important points were brushed over and instead most of the book focused on odd jokes, which mostly fell flat to me. I love British humor for the most part. I grew up on British television. But this just didn't resonate with me. The characters didn't either. None of them were really three dimensional. Even Aziraphale, who was probably my favorite due to his love of books, didn't have much of a personality . I like the actual idea of this story, but I also feel like the very idea itself came from C.S. Lewis, and frankly, Lewis did it better.