My rating: 2 of 5 stars
Received: Penguin Random House Canada
Publisher: SJP for Hogarth
Recommended Age: 14+
Genres & Themes: Adult, Literary Fiction, Tradition, Contemporary, Family Relationships
Fatima Farheen Mirza writes like she has something to prove. Like she wants to impress, to show her skill. Her writing style is so dense it literally took me three whole hours to read a meagre eighty pages. It wasn’t that I wasn’t interested in the story. Actually, the day I received it, I almost jumped, that’s how excited I was to hold it. And I was really curious about the family drama that the premise promised.
But, dear reader, I couldn’t push past that mark. I tried, and my interest was still there as I turned page after page, oh so very slowly. Alas, I became frustrated! It’s pretty rare that a writer’s style frustrates me more than the book’s content itself (characters, story, themes…). Yet, sometimes it does happen and it’s proof that there are readers that are not meant to connect with certain authors. We try, of course, but you can’t like everyone.
It’s a shame, though, really, because I did enjoy the dialog quite a bit. Well, the little of it I found, that is. As I said, this is a densely-written story so description dominates everywhere and all the time. That alone does not necessarily always lead to my disliking a book, but I believe most of Fatima’s descriptions are unnecessary and tedious. She describes objects, scenes and people in atrociously long detail. The last two are actually good things to be described—important even—but too much is like not enough! Ugh.
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