A History of Wild Places

No. I'm quitting this at 16%. I read the very end to see what the hell is going on and it's not good enough to make it worth my time. It's such a slog, with flowery prose that is there to pretend this is some good writing. It isn't.
Multiple POV characters, why? Especially in first person! The author is just so in love with her own voice that there is literally no meaning in it. Sure, it's probably for mystery reasons or whatever, but I expect a bit more than blabbering about what the floor feels like or what flower's smell they can feel from yet another useless clone character.
There was no pressure, no urgency, just boring ass pages of descriptions of mundane things.