Tuesday, November 8, 2011

I am not spellbound

Stringer, Helen. Spellbinder. New York: Feiwel and Friends, 2009.

I have a rule: if the book is not amazing in fifty pages, I put it down. Sometimes, I look at the end to see if it’s worth it and sometimes I just give it a miss. Now it takes a lot for me not to be wowed. Someone put a lot of work into their story and I can appreciate that. (Anna Karenna read the first fifty pages and the last fifty. Sadly, the story still made sense. Makes me not wonder what was in the middle ten thousand.) This book didn’t make the cut. I didn’t even look at the back to see what happened. And it had such potential. L

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