I am not sure what I just read.
It was primal and passionate in every possible way. It made me want more passion, more life, more everything.
Despite that, the book itself is slow. This was my third attempt reading it, because the slow pace was difficult especially at the start. Before this I always stopped early on, before the real meat of the story began. The slowness was difficult, but at the same time I think it was necessary to have the affect it did. Some scenes will forever be burned into my gray matter and left me unsettled.
Throughout the book my grasp on the big picture always felt tenuous at best and I think that lead me to having a lackluster view of the book's ending. It left me feeling unsatisfied, wanting more, but not in a good way. I felt cheated out of a big payoff that everything seemed to point to. Compounding this was the fact that I felt the weakest parts of the book were all saved for the last third. A point where you much rather have a big build up.
The writer is talented, this there is no doubt of. I just don't know if I want to continue this series.
Also I need to learn more about this John Keats fellow.
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