I supposed it had to come to this - although I'd hoped I could put it off a bit longer, I've finished a book I have all but no interest in reviewing or writing about or even particularly remembering. I could just pretend it never happened and skip straight to the next (which is already far more enjoyable), but that wouldn't really be the point would it?
I'm sure there's nothing wrong with 'The Quickening Maze' I just didn't really feel that we gelled, I wasn't ever gagging to read it, I never had to stop reading it because I really didn't want what was about to happen to happen (when Joey has to freeze books in 'Friends' I can only nod sagely) and I was mildly surprised when it finished as nothing really had happened.
It's bit like if Pride and Prejudice got as far as the ball at Meryton, so that dances were had and not had, prejudices were made and pride was offended and the beginnings of characters and stories were being teased out and then Jane decided that was enough and lay down her pen to go for a jolly picnic instead. The whole novel felt like a long introduction which was just getting interested when it was curtailed. I'm sure if I mention this to my mum she'll sagely say 'Ah but you know what happens to her, and you know what happens to him..' as if 'knowing' where the story will go - because we can know these things from having read Austen, is equal to having someone else write and craft it for you. I *know* all sorts of stories, I still read books.
All in all an inconsequential 5/10 for hinting but never extrapolating to the point where you don't care - if Mr Foulds couldn't be bothered to expand on his tale, why should I?
Over and out my little bookamabees
I'm sure there's nothing wrong with 'The Quickening Maze' I just didn't really feel that we gelled, I wasn't ever gagging to read it, I never had to stop reading it because I really didn't want what was about to happen to happen (when Joey has to freeze books in 'Friends' I can only nod sagely) and I was mildly surprised when it finished as nothing really had happened.
It's bit like if Pride and Prejudice got as far as the ball at Meryton, so that dances were had and not had, prejudices were made and pride was offended and the beginnings of characters and stories were being teased out and then Jane decided that was enough and lay down her pen to go for a jolly picnic instead. The whole novel felt like a long introduction which was just getting interested when it was curtailed. I'm sure if I mention this to my mum she'll sagely say 'Ah but you know what happens to her, and you know what happens to him..' as if 'knowing' where the story will go - because we can know these things from having read Austen, is equal to having someone else write and craft it for you. I *know* all sorts of stories, I still read books.
All in all an inconsequential 5/10 for hinting but never extrapolating to the point where you don't care - if Mr Foulds couldn't be bothered to expand on his tale, why should I?
Over and out my little bookamabees
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