So, let me give you a quick no-title run-down of some of my advance reader experiences that I have been sparing you.
- Girl meets boy, girl loves boy, boy turns out to be AMISH, girl gives up her iPhone to join the Amish people for her boy. This book used the phrases "that fateful day" and "couldn't imagine a world without him" in the first two pages. It hurt my eyes, ladies and gentlemen. In spite of its Amishness, because of the instalove problem, I put it down.
- A comic book adaptation of a traditional fairy tale turned out to be ALL BREASTS, ALL THE TIME. The images were practically writhing on the page, people. I had to avert my eyes.
- Nuns! I love nuns. I even love nonfiction about nuns. And this one started out good--when did they start convents here? Who were those first sisters? What did they do, how were they received? There's a good chapter on that at the beginning. And then--AND THEN--begins the litany of each chapter that was founded, and where, and who financed it, and which nuns worked there, and whether it ran a school or a hospital. It was brutally, unforgivingly boring. It was as bad as that anthropology class in college that was just about teeth. (Do any of my college friends read this blog? I'm pretty sure Emily, Kaiva, and Noah were all in that class. It was the worst class I ever took, bar none.)
And I'll add a discussion question; right now, I post reviews here and on Goodreads. Should I start reviewing books on Amazon? That seems like a whole other ball of fish (kettle of wax?), and I'm a little intimidated. I feel like I might want to write tighter reviews for that, and I'm worried about the time commitment. Anyone have any thoughts? Anyone?