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gemmadee's review
4.0
After the first headlong rush when Beggar’s Feast finally hooked me, when after a week of trudging through the front of the book I read the rest in one sitting and was shocked to discover that I’d been sitting for hours, until the next day even, I had to go to bed and then to work. But as soon as I could I sat down again and read the final chapter and confirmed that yes, life wore the rough edges off Sam Kandy, cracked the seams just enough so that with his third marriage, at last something warm could slip in and melt the cold thing driving even such a one as Sam Kandy. The cold thing wasn’t original sin or even actual sinning, not anger hatred shame revenge. It was just lonely. Simple lonely. And it’s hard to understand remember believe that something so simple and common could drive a lifetime of hurting and punishing and even killing. That it doesn’t actually take evil to explain a world of callous nonfeeling and that’s why we need fiction.
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