Jennifer Wingert

I picked this book up on the principle that new authors should occasionally be experimented with in case the book turns out to be good. Unfortunately in this case the author turns out to be very, very bad. In hindsight I'm ashamed that I didn't bother to read a sample from inside the book, because the hideously poor prose alone would have inevitably tipped me off. I don't think I'm going to finish this one, and you, gentle reader, should take care not to start it. I've been making a few pages of progress each time I pick it up, so far, and setting it down the next time the book makes me wince.