I’ll keep my usualy apologetic pre-amble short: I don’t post enough, and now that I have a YouTube channel, it’s tempting to ignore my blog and stick to video. But I feel like certain things, like individual reviews, are still much better suited to blog form… as long as I can keep them short. So my aim is to be able to provide short, clear reviews on all of the books I read this year. And I might as well start at the start: so the first book I finished in January was Marissa Meyer’s disappointing final entry in the Lunar Chronicles, Winter.
The thing about Winter is that, on its own, it’s not a terrible book. As the final entry in the series, however, it was always destined to be a messy disappointment. Why? Allow me to resort to a listicle to explain.
Below contains some minor spoilers for Winter, and major spoilers for the series as a whole. I won’t spoil the ending, but if you haven’t read the first three books in the series, it’s probably best not to continue: