Wish I'd owned the book so I could rip into pieces. My delicate wrists were aching with it's weight.
Wish I'd owned it so I could highlight the beautiful examples of old world turn of phrase.
Wish it hadn't been so long but I was sorry when it didn't end.
I'm left feeling somewhat cheated and disappointed and wanting more, of course.
This author is a bit of a sadistic bitch.
I can't be the only one raging and determined not to read any more of his work.
Would this teach him a lesson in how one treats one's readers?
Would he care? Probably not. I'm sure he has zillions of silly sycophants.
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The Crimson Petal and the White