“Old Tom. Old Tom. Take me to Paris. Take me to Rome.”
I was really hesitant about reading this book. It sounded almost too awesome to be real, so when I tell you that I REALLY wanted to like this book, please believe me. This review comes with a heavy heart because of how much I feel let down with this book. The premise was there. The characters were there. The story/writing was almost there. You could clearly see where the author wanted to go, but it felt so far away. Like when Banny was trying to find his Character’s home in Verdopolis. At times I felt myself really sucked in to this book (like who doesn’t love a black dog with red glowing eyes creating a storm?) and I would turn the page just for it to fall flat again. This was almost like listening to your sibling describe a really weird dream to you, for hours on end, except you don’t feel the excitement because you weren’t in the dream with them. Your just sitting on the edge of your seat waiting, because you can feel it coming but it never does. That is pretty much exactly how I felt during this book. The only thing that kept me going was the hopeful promise of something more.
I gave this book 3/5 stars on Goodreads.