The Anniversary by Stephanie Bishop is a novel that – I suspect – could divide its readers. Including me. I mean, it’s not that I didn’t like it because I certainly did. But my various personalities prevaricated between adoring Bishop’s glorious writing; feeling frustrated at things obviously being kept from readers or made little sense (which could potentially be plotholes); while at the same time wondering if I’m too obtuse to understand the not-necessarily-logical order in which elements of the plot flowed.
Book review: Man Out of Time by Stephanie Bishop
I’m worried I’ve left it a bit too long between reading this book and writing the review to be as articulate as I would like. But I suspect the sentiments pretty much remain as they were when I started reading it a week ago.
I put it aside you see, for a couple of days, before getting back to it and that’s something that NEVER happens. Unless it’s non-fiction, cos #meh.
I wasn’t NOT enjoying it enough to viciously flick it aside it but I really wasn’t connecting with it at all. At the time I put it down to my mood. I’ve been busy and stressed and having to over-think a book just wasn’t what the doctor ordered.
When I got back to it though, I was more engaged. Enamored even. For a while.
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