Since blowing through the 54 Agatha Christies that my dad sent me (and then trying to start again at the top of the list), I've felt a little lost when it comes to brainless written entertainment. This is what I've read over the last few months.
I've read this book repeatedly and I always enjoy it. I find some of the plot devices a little unbelievable (what are the chances that Jane finds her cousins in the middle of nowhere?) but this book makes me cry and lol and Jane is my feminist shero.
I found this whole book vaguely annoying but I still couldn't put it down. I don't know what that says about me or this book.
The story was engaging and sufficiently suspenseful but I found the writing in the first half of the book to be unnecessarily verbose and the latter half of the book to be too heavy on street urchin dialect. Also, I could not get a handle on the dynamic between the main character and his brother.
Lighter than beach reading.
I'm reading this now and it's pretty good. I haven't had much time to read lately, so I'm about half way through but looking forward to getting back into it during the upcoming holidays. I checked out the ebook version from the library which was a life altering experience. Free stuff + instant gratification = amazing.
Love, love, LOVE Emma! Totally have that chosen as a baby name because of that book. =)
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