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Where to begin with this rambling incoherent characterless drift of a book. There is no detailing of William Blake only inserted bits of poetry, there is much editorializing to us, the readers, about the dreary background of London and its unfortunate girls of ill-repute.
I read the 300+ pages because it was the book club read but had to wonder at the lack of resolution, the undeveloped stick characters and the endless drone of uninteresting history.
Nothing happens in this lengthy bore of what should have been a novella or a short story at best.
I had this tremendous sense of relief when the whole agonizing end of book carriage ride was behind me and two of the characters could sit and moan on a stile about the country, having moaned their way through London previously.
1/5
I read the 300+ pages because it was the book club read but had to wonder at the lack of resolution, the undeveloped stick characters and the endless drone of uninteresting history.
Nothing happens in this lengthy bore of what should have been a novella or a short story at best.
I had this tremendous sense of relief when the whole agonizing end of book carriage ride was behind me and two of the characters could sit and moan on a stile about the country, having moaned their way through London previously.
1/5