HildHild by Nicola Griffith

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

i soooooo wanted to like this book better than i did. i have followed Nicola Griffith for years–since Ammonite–and loved her writing.

There’s a lot to love here, too–the world-building is exquisite, the minute observations of nature and daily life are sublime.

but Hild herself? i just can’t bring myself to care. and the political world she lives in? full of both who-the-hell-was-that and why-should-i-care. i don’t remember the characters, and i don’t know what relation each has to Hild that i should pay attention.

it’s a lovely world, but i think you’d have to have lived there to get it.