It was supposed to be only a book, born out of a crazed and desperate mind. Just another sensationalized story. Tuesday convinced herself that the Rook was a product of her guilty conscience. The monsters weren't real.
Until another found her.
Tuesday must come to terms with the fact that her nightmares are not only real, but are seeking her out, hungry for revenge and blood. Her only chance is to pick the least horrible one and hope for the best—even if it means she may become the next item on the menu.
Even if it means she will be drawn further and further into these monstrous plans.
B. Berry is an author, probably, and in her spare time, she enjoys petting cats, playing video games, reading, the Foxtrot, and a lot of things that aren't writing. Having written shockingly consistently since grade school, she brings with her a strange amount of experience with multiple genres and styles, and an even stranger fascination for less than mainstream novel ideas.
She is also far better at writing stories than at writing author descriptions.
So, at first I didn't like the....casting changes, but they really grew on me over the course of the book..
The comparison between book one and book two is really remarkable, and I loved the whole thing.
Tuesday is a delightful character and I loved her mind... I wish she would have been a little more proactive at points, but it's totally appropriate for her to be as she was...
All in all...I loved it and really badly need book three to come out soon.