The Mad Women’s Ball by Victoria Mas

The best and briefest way I can think of to explain how this novel failed me was by saying that it felt like I just read an extended excerpt from a much longer novel. There’s really nothing here – just a quick little 200-page novella that doesn’t have the time or space necessary to develop the characters, complicate the plot, or explore any of the multiple interesting potential angles the story could have gone into.

Moon Over Soho (Rivers of London #2) by Ben Aaronovich

“’There’s more to life than just London,’ said Nightingale.
‘People keep saying that,’ I said. ‘But I’ve never actually seen any proof.'”