30.03.25
I've never managed to get through Harrow's celebrated 'The Ten Thousand Doors of January' so finishing this was a step up. But it was also oddly forgettable, even as I was reading it. It could have - should have - been compelling, moody, atmospheric, but instead it was foggy, uneventful and self-consciously overwritten. And the main character had so little charm that it wasn't clear why anyone was rooting for her.
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