I have no idea why I picked up Wings. I am slightly obsessed with angles (especially lately) and maybe I thought it would be related. Or maybe I liked the cover. I’ve been on a young adult bend lately and maybe this was just another light but wonderful read.
Well as it turned out I only felt so so about it. The characters didn’t have my attention as much as I would have liked them to and I just didn’t get into the book. It might be me. This was certainly a sweet book and interesting at times. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with it. It just didn’t feel deep to me I guess. It hovered on the surface the whole time. I might read her next book to see if things change but I am not rushing out to get it just yet. Or maybe I just need to give young adult a rest and read something completely different for a bit.
Or not.
Who knows? 🙂
That’s exactly how I felt about this: it was perfectly adequate, but it didn’t evoke any strong emotions for me.