Thank you to Bloomsbury for sending me an early copy of The Edge of Everything.
I am on the fence about this book. Part of me adored the writing and the characters, but another part really disliked the plot. It took me a while to understand what exactly was going on, and still, I am left with some questions. Like what’s up with the whole name thing. Why is knowing someone’s name such a terrible, terrifying thing?
The other major pet peeve I encountered with The Edge of Everything is the insta-true-love. I’m a romantic at heart, and adore stories about star-crossed lovers, yet Zoe and X fell in love absurdly fast and absurdly deep. Too deep for me, the reader, to follow. And sadly, their relationship ended up boring me instead of enticing me.
The prose really is lovely, though. And so is the cover.