one of my favorite movies is of that teeny tiny boy confessing at just above a whisper of “I see dead people.” the protag in this one goes through something similar. hints are dropped at the beginning, but never really stated outright until after the yawn inducing laying of groundwork, where she describes in detail where she is, what she does and how she does it. now, what made clare special anyway? (aside from her re-purposing old clothes, that is) well, her special-ness links to her maybe confessing, “I read old clothing.” (you should have seen how far my eyes rolled back into my head.) and if at first, I simply found it too odd ridiculous, the reader in me who reads of vampires, werewolves and faeries got used to it… and even eventually appreciated how the whole “sliding into someone else” was executed. but dear god, sometimes all her talk on her trade put me to sleep. there’s a lot of descriptives that could have been done without. i knew she sews, but i didn’t need to know on what. i knew she made clothes, but i didn’t need to know how quirky/cute/funky her creations might have been. sure, it was interesting at first and she even had me curious. but it did get old. mainly, because it got in the way of the story. the meat of which had to do with a would-be serial killer on the prowl and how those around her know more than they’re willing to let on. as to the requisite love, jack read interesting. yes, there may have been some of the old new girl + bad boy in the works… but at least he made things more interesting by being up front and being all bad-boy charming.frankly, it read like a movie… just not the most exciting one. it's got an interesting idea but too many things got in the way.thanks net galley!2/5
