I spent the last three weeks reading this ungodly long novel. I originally picked it up in some random airport after I had just finished Into the Wild because there was a short passage about John Franklin in it. This book was apparently about John Franklin as well.
What I really got were 766 pages in grueling detail about John Franklin, Francis Crozier, and a handful of other incidental arctic explores and their fight to survive a poorly executed sea exploration. Which would have been great, because I like that kind of thing. But then they tossed in a giant dude-eating, face-slicing bitch of a monster that turned out to be an ancient supernatural beast created by a pissed off she-god.
Not so much what I was looking for. But after I'd invested 200 pages into this book I forced myself through the remaining half-thousand. If you're in to weird supernatural shit and really really really unnecessarily long books then this one is for you!
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Pasquale
Mar108
Hahah it seems like an epic read indeed. I haven’t read a novel in so long. I should get back into it.
Nobody
Mar308
Not with this beast you shouldn’t.