A review by shebephoebe
Plenilune by Carlos Quevedo, Jennifer Freitag

Did not finish book. Stopped at 2%.
Even stopping at about the 3% mark, I can say there's no reason this book needed to be 660 pages long. With a good editor, it probably could have been half that. The writing isn't lyrical or archaic or masterful or intricate. It's clunky and overworked and showy without any substance; it's beyond frustrating. There was the potential for an intriguing hook (Margaret rebelling and running away from home, subsequently getting kidnapped and whisked away to a different world, and being threatened by her kidnapper) but what do we focus on? Margaret takes a bath.
She doesn't freak out. She doesn't question how she's there, let alone why. She pokes around a bit without getting caught or finding anything interesting and then she takes a frickin' bath. She doesn't even have a good think or pause to lose her composure while she's soaking. But! The bath smells like...muffins???
After skimming the reviews, I don't think I'm missing out on anything.