Two summers ago, I read two historical fiction books in pretty close succession, both mysteries, that, while gripping enough in the act of reading, I found less than satisfying afterwards. I was a bit puzzled as to why this was, because one of them, The Dante Club, was written by an author I had previously… Continue reading Emphasis on “Historical,” Weak on “Fiction”: The Dante Club and The Blackest Bird
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