I think my initial bewilderment at the quality of this book has calmed down, or perhaps I am simply too tired this week to be angry at it outside of actively reading it.

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Final thoughts on Chapter 6: This whole thing is a dead twig. I could snap it in half so quickly. I have little about this one to say. I dislike the fake feminism, I dislike being spoon fed basic descriptions while simultaneously not being given any description for anything that matters. I am glad to be past this one.

A bit of a nothing burger, to be honest. Ah, well. That's how it goes sometimes. This was maybe 5 pages long, very quick.


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Final thoughts on Chapter 5: No real emotions at all for this one outside of my snide little comments. It definitely didn't make me hate the book more, but there wasn't much else for me to feel, either. So. Here's to hoping the next one has a little more substance.

funny dumbass dyke
I have no idea where this came from, I found it one day while scrounging around in my notes app. I want to say it was some sort of strange mad libs post I found that was memorable enough to save. Regardless, it is a poem to me and about me. Rarely does anyone ask if I write poetry (mostly because I don't), but when they do I always bring this one up. It usually makes people laugh 

 I often find myself aloft
on some strange beast 
with three eyes, two set east 
and the third unwillingly estophed 

Had to write one stanza of an elegy with an ABBA rhyme scheme for a class assignment today. I have no real desire to turn this into anything, but I will put it here because I do not think it was all too horrible. The idea was to sort of.... mourn the passage of time. A march forever forward with no way to turn back (that being the third eye). Something that I find sneaking up on me without even knowing it.

 I just realized that I made a typo in my username. Atualamadeus as opposed to Actualamadeus. I forgot that C. Damn. I'd love to change this, but I don't know if I really want to pay $15 for a single letter. Maybe one day I will, but for now it will just be an annoyance. 

Chapter 3 was read during quick pomodoro breaks. A simple book like this makes an easy break. 
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Final thoughts on Chapter 3: By far the worst of them. We didn't get any of that artistic language, which was good. But we also didn't get anything else. What we did get was SJM creating actual sinkholes. Negative impact on the story. I could be fine if Feyre was some small-town girl who knew nothing of the world around her. But she does know things, because we get her narration and exposition. There is just nothing for anyone to know, there is nothing in this world outside of the vague feelings around the "upper class" and royalty. In real life, people have always had jobs that tie directly to the government or are impacted by the government. In a market scene, I would expect to see signs of that. Hell, just steal the idea of subsidized goods and you immediately have a kickass system of poverty that keeps people hungry. Kickass in that it is an effective worldbuilding tool. I'm from an agricultural state in the US, all the farmers here are subsidized, we don't see any that produce in the local market and it's really deeply impacted the states nutrition and access to fresh food. You get an immediate sense of government function and details on the local economy. I understand that we aren't meant to be in this village long, but the sheer lack of detail just makes me thing that SJM has no idea what she is writing. There is no proof of a deeper understanding of her world anywhere. Not in the setting, not in the characters, and not in the plot. A decent editor, someone who is at least a bit familiar with craft, could fix this. I could fix this. I won't, but I could. And that's a frustrating thing to think as a reader. 

Chapter 2 this morning, as I have a lot of academic reading going forward. Chapter 3 will be read once I finish this paper. 

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Final thoughts on Chapter 2: Many things in here that should have been in the first chapter. Many things that fall a bit flat because of how they were introduced in the first chapter. Art metaphor is not well developed enough for me to like it. Nesta and Elain feel very weak with their ungratefulness. I can see the threads that SJM is trying to pull, the little ideas she has about how characters act and work. She's just doing a piss poor job at developing them.