Let’s Read: Throne of Glass Chapter 8

Turns out that being motivated to blog about bad YA fantasy does not actually change your workload. What’s up with that?

Celaena walked down a marble hall, her dress flowing behind in a purple and white wave.

More like a purple prose wave am I right. That joke doesn’t even make sense; the problem with this book isn’t overwriting but the complete absence of anything that isn’t a stock phrase. Aren’t you glad I’m back. Continue reading