I recently reread And I Darken, reread my review for it, and then felt massively disappointed in myself because I didn’t know it was possible for my writing to be that clunky and grammatically incorrect. (Not even kidding, I literally cringed a grand total of seven times.)
SO. I took it upon myself to revamp my review for And I Darken—for no reason other than that can’t just sit here pretending everything’s fine, knowing that I’ve written a horrid, nonsensical review for one of my favorite books ever?
(Also, I’m calling it right now: I’m going to happen upon this review about a year from now and then immediately want to rewrite it all because it sounds so bad. Note to Future Hannah: RESIST THE URGE.)
I think this has taught me never to trust the judgment of fetus Hannah. Lesson learned indeed.