by Marissa Meyer
I do so truly love Marissa Meyer. But be warned: don't pick this up if you're not prepared to let her steal your heart and--and---and-----
Did you hear me slapping my hand across my mouth right then?
I can't say another word. Except that she's a comic genius at fracturing folklore, twisting tales, pulverizing poetry, and meddling about morals. She's the nemesis of nursery rhymes. This time she started with Through the Looking Glass and went absolutely mad with it--mad as a hatter.
I live in fear and trembling she might take up The Hobbit as her inspiration some day.
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