" After reading Ender's Game and The Lost Gate, I was looking forward to reading yet another spectacular novel from Orson Scott Card...and was severely disappointed. The first half of the book is intriguing and just the right amount of disturbing (thoughts of killing the baby in his hands? A woman giving birth after only one hour of pregnancy, and the baby being taken away in a grocery bag?), though a lot of it does seem random. Other aspects are odd as well; namely, the extremely sassy black community, where Card again and again emphasizes the fact that they are black. Halfway through the book, however, the intriguing, promising world Card has woven becomes just...stupid. I hate to use that word, since I was so impressed with his writing before, but that's the only word that perfectly fits it. It seems so random and childish. One of my personal pet peeves is when the main character has been trying to unravel the mystery the plot circles around for the entirety of the book, and one character just appears and tells him, all at once, everything he needs to know. A much better angle would be for everything to piece together, not at once, but slowly, eventually leading to a revelation. But no; everything that made the plot interesting suddenly vanishes when one character enters and describes everything, repeatedly, as though Card is desperately trying to get his audience to believe and buy into the plot. After that, the book loses all of the mystery and intrigue that had kept me reading it, and delves into a world of fantasy that is utterly ridiculous. It is as though Card changed his mind halfway through and had to go back and rearrange some of the main points, making them all fit unnaturally with one another, and not lead up well to the next half at all.
All in all, it was a disappointment, and not worth reading. All geniuses fail at least once, however, and I guess this was his one fail. "
— Kelly, 2/13/2014