Yes, I enjoyed the book but I also didn't expect too much.
The ending was satisfying but not particularly profound.
The challenge with this book is that nothing ever happened.
Listening to this was worth the time.
The reader is fabulous, and probably the reason I persevered with the story. The story is full of onerous details like what someone is wearing, expressions on faces, the weather, which slow everything down. The reader is hoping for a big finish to reward the slow going. But the end of this story is a bit of a fizzer.
Not really. There are plenty of better reads than this I can recommend.
Wish I hadn't bought more Jo Walton books
Audible has changed my life! Dry , itchy eyes were destroying one of my greatest pleasures - reading. Now I am experiencing books again!
If you're thinking of getting this book, you'd better listen to the sample of the narration! Consider whether or not you can deal with that voice and that accent (on and on without variation) for 10 hours! Seriously!
That said, there is a very intriguing story here. There are moments of magic, but also a good bit of frustration. The main character is wonderful and engaging. But there's a lot of name dropping (of book names and author names, especially SF and Fantasy) that is overdone in my view. I relished the stuff about love of reading, and libraries, and book shops, but I must admit I mostly just wanted to get on with the story, if there was ever going to be one!
Because of the narration, I am going to give this book another chance -- in written form! I know some reviewers have loved "the voice", but I ultimately found it to be unbearable.
Home is where my books are.
I usually love the lilt and musicality of the Welsh accent, but as performed by this reader, it was so emphatic and so thick that it really became painful to listen to. It was like a Welsh valley girl constantly rambling on and on about nothing -- AAaaarrrgggghhhhHHH! Shut up already! I'm about 2/3 of the way through and I had to stop to give my brain a rest! Will I like it better when I finish it? (Oh, I WILL finish it!) I don't know. But for now, what started as a charming story became a forced march through teenage hell. Proceed with caution!
The writing seems to be good. The story line intrigued me. The flow was good but the narration (for me) was just too awful. The singsong speech pattern distracted from what I think is a good story. I really hate to be critical of narrators because I appreciate the work they do.
Note: Don't know if I would have liked story because reader ruined for me so that I could not continue. Reader has a Irish accent that is thicker than I like but that is not worst part. She doesn't have any pause at the end of sentences so a whole paragraph seems to be one continous one. She also doesn't use different voices for different characters so it is hard to know which character is talking.
I would try the book again if there was a different reader but I don't think that is going to happen.
This book seemed to take a very long time to make it through. I kept checking the timer of the player and thinking “2 hours and 30 minutes? How can that be?” I was thinking this book was about magic in modern societies, but I ended up believing this is a diary of a schizophrenic. The further I got into it, the more she sounded like the Chief from “One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest”. Truly, the 200+ hours of the Games of Thrones series moved more briskly. I will never again complain that Peter F. Hamilton’s Void series was too verbose. This was the longest 10 hours of my life. If you only have 10 hours to live, this is definitely the book. Not only will it make those 10 hours seem much longer, but it will make you want to “cross over” so it will end.
No Pink Ponies
This is a diary form of a tale, told in first person by Morwenna, who survived a car accident that cost her her twin sister. But the accident is no ordinary accident; magic is involved--and witches, and...Morwenna's mother, who is apparently trying black magic to become the Dark Queen and be empress of the world--or so we are led to believe. We follow Morwenna as she's reunited with her absent father, goes to a posh but dull boarding school mandated by her three rich (witch?) aunts and she matures as a teen, gets a boyfriend, and battles magic. All through the book there is a running thread of the books Morwenna reads and loves, most of them science fiction. It's fun to hear her (abbreviated) opinion of the classics of sci fi but ultimately, there is less here in this novel than meets the eye and and the ultimate showdown is a bit of a let-down. The rest of the novel maunders on in diary form--interesting enough but not really gripping. Katy Kellgren's Welsh accent gets a bit on my nerves after the first section, but it's well-done and she's a good narrator, though she sounds a bit mature for the role of teenager. I've read worse, but didn't think it deserved a Nebula in the least.
Katherine Kellgren, the reader of this audiobook, was so delightful to listen to. Her voices, her pace, her animation was absolutely delightful and drew me in, really coloring the story for me.
There is no comparison. A book full of magic and, well, other books!
She read it perfectly. Her tone, her different accents - she was very good at switching between characters during their dialogue. Absolutely magnificent job.
Of course, but my life/job makes that impossible unfortunately.
The best audio book I've ever listened to. I give as much praise to the writer as to the reader on this one. A brilliant story line that was brought even more to life by the narration. Bravo!
Easily in the top 2. Just a wonderful work and performance. I'm a huge Charles de Lint fan and there are strong similarities.
Morwenna's first time at the book club, really resonated with me. I would have loved to have that experience as a kid.
Just flawless. The performance elevated an amazing book to new levels. Often I hear a character's voice in my head but Kellgren's performance was so much better than I could have possibly imagined.
So much of Morwenna's childhood feelings if isolation and otherness mimicked my own growing up in the same era. Certainly, there could have been pandering to a like-minded audience but this never felt like anything other than authentic.