Witches of East End

Sometimes when my brain gets going too fast, I have a really hard time connecting with books. I tend to pile on a bunch of them all at the same time–I can’t read just one or I get really really bored. My attention span is down to nil.

I don’t really hit reading slumps…I don’t know what to call it when this happens. Mania, basically. Periods of high anxiety. That is where I am right now. I can’t stay focused on one thing too long before my mind starts to wonder. Unless a book is just BRILLIANT, my reading really struggles.


Unfortunately, Witches of East End got hit by the strugglebus. I really don’t think it is the fault of the author. Modern day witches trying to solve the problems of mundane society would normally be interesting to me. It’s probably why I put it on my TBR. But, after reading about half of the story, I just could not stay interested. So I am stepping away.

Also, my library has this marked as YA, but this is very much an adult story. Adult characters, adult sex in alleyways, fertility issues. Nothing about this says young adult except for the witch theme, which publishers–I realize Harry Potter is young adult but that does not mean ALL witches are now magically young adult. And yes, pun intended.

I’m not going to rate this one, because again, I don’t think it’s the fault of the author that I didn’t get into it. Hopefully the next book is more my speed. Maybe I’ll come back to this one later.



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