I really just didn’t vibe with the writing.  It was a little too gossipy and light considering it was a war story. Maybe it gets better but I was a quarter of the way in and was fighting to continue. 

“And if the woman told you to jumpeth off a cliff,” He thundered, “would you?”

IM OUT. Really basic feminism 101 retelling and some ham fisted writing. Idk if this is meant to be YA but it wasn’t what I was hoping. 

I guess I just can’t get past the Uber horny 12 year old presented with nary a deconstruction 

I really don’t like these kinds of books. 

The first section of the book is truly fantastic. Fred is such a creepy wonderfully crafted character, I loved being in his head even as he terrified and disgusted me. 

Miranda? What a horrid character. A 19 year old art student, one of his worst creations in any time period. I hated being in her head. I hated her faux intellectual ideals. I hated her borderline grooming relationship with GP. I wanted her free but far FAR away from me. I can’t bring myself to care about this woman at all, and the more I hear her be so damned snobbish about everyone and everything the less I like her. 

Seminal in my childhood but not sure how well it holds up. Alas. 

The narrator for Harlan was so bad I couldn’t get through his first chapter. 

Interesting enough in the first half but I found myself losing interest. 

Debilitatingly dense