How does anyone get 78% done with a book and then toss it? I am of two minds about this series. On the positive side, there are places where her word plays and other bits of silliness are really funny. Her irreverence is enjoyable when at its best.
On the downside, it's so far over the top that I find myself doing an eye roll from time to time. Yes, it's intentionally so, and yet...well.
And there are recipes. I ignore them, but it always suggests to me that the author (in this case one with a million books already published and a well-established career) hasn't the confidence to peddle her stories without something else to assist her along the way.
I got my copy free, and at the time, I had nothing else that was not either too riveting, too exciting, or too complex to read at bedtime. Unless it is very straight-forward, I won't read a galley as I am about to nod off, because I am afraid I will miss something in my drowsy state and fail to laud the author for what s/he has accomplished. Or, in more practical terms, I may forget everything I read and have to start over. Thus, this became the bedtime book because if I didn't attend to it carefully or forgot some stuff, hey, who cares, right?
Now I have a nice mix of literature I really enjoy and some of it is linear enough that I can read it before I turn off the light. If I forget some details, I will just reread, because it's good stuff.
Ms. Myers has lots of other readers, and when I was about twenty years younger, I just loved her work. I guess we all evolve and our tastes change over time.