Dear Creature is one of those impulse reserves that happens because I log into my library website and see the recently reviewed book covers and decide THAT looks interesting. It did – a graphic novel with a weird sea creature and Shakespeare… interesting, right?
And it was – sort of. It got a little muddled for me right in the middle, (I think it was the octopus orgasm), but picked up again toward the end. Zola was a butt and she deserved to be left behind. Hmph.
Octopus orgasm? I don’t think I want to know.