I don't quite think I'm supposed to dislike the main character so much, or that I'm supposed to find the plot laughable and the descriptions amusing in their torrid floweriness. There is no true depth, no growth in the main character. A good book leaves you wanting more, questioning things eagerly. A bad book - like this one - leaves you irritated and hating the questions left unanswered because there are too many and you're not interested enough to keep reading to find out the answers - or worse, without the confidence that they WILL be answered. This book is definitely the latter.