Sometimes there is a book that is just not your flavor, you know? Like you are a vanilla fiend and someone tosses you some, to them, delicious pineapple pickle icecream. Try as you may, you can't get it down.
That's how I felt about this book. I did try to read it, and I did read it (though I started skimming half way through) but I kept thinking "omigod, how on earth could Perry have written something so bad?"
And it's not the religious theme; I grew up pondering the Bible, I should have related to the heroine's Book and the End of Times and Being Faithful, and God is Love. Really, I should have.
But I found it all wearisome when it wasn't preachy. Thousands slaughtered, and, oh well, on to the next stage. Yeah, it did remind me of some of my least favorite sections of the Old Testament, but..more badly written.
*sigh*