I am trying not to judge books too harshly for I feel that much of my struggle of late is due to my own anxiety and lack of focus. Nonetheless, I found myself only partly liking this book. Maybe I was expecting too much; I mean I picked it up mainly because it had Guernsey as its locale and I LOVED The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society.
At first I found the footnotes of the narrator, Cat's, asides cute and informative, but over the course of the book I was annoyed with having to breakaway from the main story to read the footnote. I'd find myself getting to the end of the page and seeing the footnote, having missed the damn * to then have to go back up the page to find the damn * and re-read it to figure out how the footnote applied.
I vacillated between almost liking and having empathy for the teenage protagonist, Cat and being annoyed with her. The book was billed to be a gripping tale, but I felt both Cat's tale and her father's translation of his brother's tale were way too drawn out (again, this could be my own lack of focus).
