I absolutely adore reading - my love for books has had a huge impact on my life! I'm going to grad school to be a children's/YA librarian.
Well, at about page 300, this book finally started to pick up. There's now finally some action, though Alera still whines pretty much constantly about her father's desire for her to marry and Kluver still can't part with her tedious descriptions. I swear if Alera refers to her own hair as her "gently flowing tresses" or fixates on someone's glistening/shimmering eyes one more time, I will probably throw this book at the wall. (I'll then pick it back up and continue to read it, but still. Stuff like that is super annoying and happens WAY too frequently.)
So yeah. Not in love with the book at this point, but still recognizing its potential... and I'm growing increasingly furious with Cayla Kluver's mother for making sure this got self-published instead of taking the traditional (and, IMO, more effective) route of professional publishing.