Unintelligent whiny children turn into unintelligent whiny adults.

Very much a doddering old British man writing this. I learned some cool things, but it's very dry.

Every book in this series got better and better.

I want Yardem Hane to be my friend.

There is no plot here, just a cast of the outrageously rich doing outrageously rich people things. I might have given it three stars if

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Samantha hadn't been so fucked up on drugs that she accidentally pushed Judy into a tree and killed her, suddenly turning this boring beach read into a murder mystery that won't be solved by any of the cast

. And if you're going to name your mediocre fiction novel after Strunk and White's book, at least make an effort to include it as more than a childhood prop of a minor character. But I guess when you read the first chapter of a book and put it down for three entire weeks without caring about it, you probably shouldn't finish that book in the first place.

I really liked the elements of this (Persian lore, fairy tale retellings, cursed girl, bisexual main character, morality, violence over hand-wringing) but it lacked any kind of soul to really engage me.

Magical. Tarisai starts out facing her decision to enter the Underworld and it only gets more tense from there. I think the pacing was better than the first, though I never did get to know the rest of the council members as much as I would have liked. It felt like I kept being told they were important but they never actually did anything. The ending was perfect.

OBSESSED. EVERYTHING WAS SO GOOD. EXCUSE ME WHILE I JUST WEEP INTO MY PILLOW WHILE QUIETLY CHANTING ALL THE CHARACTERS NAMES BECAUSE I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH.

Three books in and nothing has changed. Hawthorne is still an asshole without a background, Horowitz is still a doddering fool. I really liked the mystery part of the story, but there isn't enough going on here to make me hold my breath for the next one.