Date finished: Thursday 17th November 2016

Format: Paperback

Pages: 426

First time reading?: Yes

 

From Goodreads: “Ever since she used the Firebird, her parents’ invention, to cross into alternate dimensions, Marguerite has caught the attention of enemies who will do anything to force her into helping them dominate the multiverse—even hurting the people she loves. She resists until her boyfriend, Paul, is attacked and his consciousness scattered across multiple dimensions.”

I read “A Thousand Pieces of You” (Book One) as part of Dewey’s 24 Hour Readathon, and bought it simply because the cover was beautiful. I loved book one, so of course I went straight to purchase book two of the trilogy. The reason at the time of posting there is no blog post for book one is that I started blogging a few weeks after finishing book one, and I’ve read several books in between. I’ll write a post for “A Thousand Pieces of You” upon a re-read later down the line.

The idea of Marguerite travelling between dimensions to collect the splintered pieces of her lover’s soul was a really clever one, and I feel the idea of splintering was introduced well as we know by the end of this book how big a part this has to play in the overall plot of the trilogy.

I liked how the characters from the original universe approached the ethics of travelling between dimensions; especially Marguerites reaction when she discovered her other “selves” could  everything she had done when she was in command of their bodies. There was also a wonderful discussion between her and Theo debating whether they were the same people in all dimensions as in their original one. I felt it added a lot to character development and I think a lot of the characters have been expanded upon in this book with marguerite visiting so any other dimensions.

The ending was of course a cliffhanger, as it so often is at the end of book two of three, and I’m gutted I have to wait until the end of the month for book three (if amazons delivery estimate is accurate).

I will be watching the postbox eagerly.

P. S. This cover is far more beautiful than that of the first book.