Maybe Neil Gaiman just isn’t for me.
One dimensional characters.
The voice of the narrarator grated on my nerves.
The “villain” was not supposed to scary, right? Because…nope. Not in the least.
The only characters that were interesting , the Hempstocks, were glossed over and we received little to no information about who/what they are.
The fact that this is advertised as an adult book, as opposed to YA, confuses me because….nope. Again. Nope.
Sometimes it feels like authors or publishers begin to take advantage of a loyal fanbase, knowing that there is a large group of people that will drop large amounts of cash on a book (or a bloated short story, as is the case here) no matter what it’s about, how well it is or isn’t written, and no matter how much they’re charging for it. I feel like that’s what happened here. So many people are going to buy this book because NEIL GAIMAN is on the jacket. If this book was written but an unknown author, I wonder how many rave reviews it would receive. My guess would be not too many.
Frankly, it all felt very amateur. Undeveloped. Cheap.