First half was tedious, albeit with necessary scenesetting and emotional buildup that gave the clearly foreshadowed twists much of their impact. Once Shit Started Going Down, though, I was totally in. I actually found the worldbuilding dull, if competent, which is usually where I'm invested. I was fully prepared to force myself to finish the book for completion's sake, but the author started hitting all sorts of emotional buttons for me--family, feelings of inadequacy, deliberate wallowing that ignores actual truth for emotional truth, etc--just as Shit Was On The Rollercoaster Incline Before Going Down, and now I'm going to the library tomorrow to get the sequel. Like you do.