Aw, that sounds so potentially interesting! (And I love the title.) And then such a letdown! Are Ead Duryan and Tané the lesbians, or are there other lesbians floating around somewhere in the 800 pages?

You know, I'm struggling to think of an 800 page book that I read where I felt "You know, that needed every single page. You could not have improved the book by slicing out a couple hundred pages here or there." Maybe the Count of Monte Cristo? At least there's always something happening in The Count of Monte Cristo; Dumas never stops the book dead to share His Thoughts on Napoleon (Hugo and Tolstoy, I'm looking at both of you).