So I had this genius idea to write a book review. I had just finished Diana Gabaldon’s An Echo in the Bone, and of course I loved it. A funny thing happened when I started to write the review: I couldn’t do it.
I guess I felt like a review involved a certain degree of criticism; more than just jumping on Goodreads and deciding how many stars to give it. And I can’t possibly criticize someone who has written all these gargantuan, historically-accurate, entertaining, addictive tomes. I just can’t. I consider myself a decent writer, but I will never have the patience to do what she does.
So, five stars for you, Diana. That is all.
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