I really wanted to love this book, because the premise is exactly the sort of thing I enjoy. In the end I did like it, the second half more so. I enjoyed the mystery of the lights, and the missing person. The language in the book was beautiful, ethereal even at times, but it also lacked umph.
I wasn't invested in the people. If I had put it down and never picked it back up again, my questions would have been about how it ended. Not because I cared about the people, but because I was curious to know how the author wrapped it up. Really, I just wanted to know what the blue lights were and what happened to the missing person.
I wasn't invested in the people. If I had put it down and never picked it back up again, my questions would have been about how it ended. Not because I cared about the people, but because I was curious to know how the author wrapped it up. Really, I just wanted to know what the blue lights were and what happened to the missing person.