A Thousand Pieces of You

Ah, this saddens me immensely, because I am absolutely in love with the concept of this. Travelling between dimensions? Living the life that could have been yours, if only some choices had been different? Experimenting with what could have been! That is immensely cool! And that aspect of the book I think is great, though I think it's taken further in the next of the series, it's just that I was incredibly bored by everything else. I didn't find the characters too interesting and it probably didn't help that certain plot points about certain characters weren't very surprising at all, which is fine, but it might have helped otherwise.

Also, they touch upon this a bit at the end of the book, and this series obviously can't continue without that aspect of it, but I was a bit bothered with them taking over their other's selves bodies and doing whatever the heck they want with it. Marguerite at one point has sex with Paul while she's a Russian princess, which is sort of gross, but also brings with it that the other Marguerite may very well be pregnant (due to sex she'll barely remember) and that one instant may have just ruined her life. She thinks about that for an instant, and then is obviously distracted by that dimension's Paul being wounded and dying, so it was kind of *shrug* and move on. I mean, if they had to go there, I had hoped for more consequences for it. More repercussions. Anything.

I finished this pretty quickly because it was an audiobook, and maybe some of my lack of enjoyment was due to the narration and perhaps it would have been better if I had read it, but eh. It was a bit too much on the “YA side of YA” for me, if ya know what I mean.