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fernbartree 's review for:
Drive Your Plow over the Bones of the Dead
by Olga Tokarczuk
I started this one with a bang and ended with a whimper.
I was immediately smitten with the quirky old lady, the nicknames, the animals, the mystery, the strangeness. But somehow all of this lessened, in the end I felt alone, like all the quirkiness subsided and the nicknames characters ran away. Leaving only the old lady and myself, disillusioned.
I was immediately smitten with the quirky old lady, the nicknames, the animals, the mystery, the strangeness. But somehow all of this lessened, in the end I felt alone, like all the quirkiness subsided and the nicknames characters ran away. Leaving only the old lady and myself, disillusioned.