by Alexis Hall
3.5 starsThis is a great peaceful-feeling type read. I thought it was super sweet and well worth my time.
First of all, this was a very believable story, it being so short, and that is amazing.There were sentences that really nailed it for me. This is the story of my life: standing on the edges of things and worrying, when I'm supposed to just walk through them. It’s hard to like someone when they care...
2,5 stars.Since Glitterland I was longingly waiting for a book from this author that I could like if not more, if not the same, but at least close to my liking of his début novel(though liking in this case is a huge understatement). And Waiting for the Flood seemed to be able to fulfil my high expec...
(This review was originally a blog post, and is probably better suited to that format. Short review- I loved this to pieces. It's wonderful. Lengthier, blathering review below.) I got this book from the publisher, Riptide, in exchange for an honest, unbiased review.Unbiased being the keyword. N...
Sometimes you don't have to shout to be heard. Sometimes a whisper is just as powerful. Waiting for the Flood by Alexis Hall is one of those books that resonates with me all the more because of its reflective, quiet tone. For all its short length and its subtle tone, Waiting for the Flood packs a bi...
I got a headache after reading this. Note, I did not say "from" reading this. But I made the mistake of looking up Game Theory on Wikipedia and trying to understand it. I can sort of. And I am in total awe of people who can discuss it intelligently. Which our two characters do in this lovely tale ...
Another lovely example of why I love Alexis Hall's writing. A beautiful story, with everyday, but at the same time extraordinary characters and events, written in exquisite language, full of emotions. Slow, but mesmerising... A bit of laughter, many sad tears, some happy tears and then simply warm, ...
My first foray into the writing of Alexis Hall was a complete success. This book, a novella at that, was exquisitely written and painted a complete picture of a man (Edwin, very British at that) who allows himself to be defined by a failed relationship, has walls up 15 ft deep and is not willing to ...