Leah Bobet’s An Inheritance of Ashes is one of those YA books where everyone assumes the worst of the protagonist in every situation no matter how absurd, everyone treats her like shit, and no one is capable of human conversation. It was phenomenally frustrating to read, and by the end I hated everyone involved.
It’s also not very well written, although I suspect this is less because the author is a particularly bad writer and more that she just wasn’t a good enough one to do what she was trying to do.
This was also one of those where the longer I’ve sat on it, the more I’ve disliked it. Right after I was done it wasn’t that bad, and it’s gotten worse and worse over the past few days.