Instead of substance, it was filled with fluff… and it just wasn’t what I was expecting. If I felt the last book, A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire (waaaaaiiiit, you haven’t checked out my blog post for that book yet? Bestie, go read it now and get yourself up to speed… while you’re at it, read my FBAA post too), was too long, I REALLY felt this one was too long. However, I spent the majority of the book cringing… and not for the reasons you might think. Don’t get me wrong, there were a few parts here and there which I enjoyed. That is the most accurate way I can describe how The Crown of Gilded Bones felt to me, personally. It’s not up to par with your memory, and you’re… disappointed. Finally, you go back to the restaurant, ready to eat and enjoy the food you’ve been impatiently waiting for… but as you start to dig in, it tastes… off. You are obsessed with the memory of this meal, you dream about the flavors and you crave this meal like no other. Your days afterward are spent remembering every second of that meal, the taste, the satisfaction. Let me paint a picture in your head… you find a new restaurant, and at that restaurant you try the most delicious meal you’ve had in a long time.
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