One word: *yawn*. Okay, not technically a word, more of an action. But this book was severely lacking in characters of any substance. The structure of the Blind Assassin
was beautiful, and Atwood knows how to string a sentence and how to use her words (the one thing I loved about the novel). When I read a piece of fiction I want decent characters. They don't necessarily have to be likable, but they have to be more than an empty shell.
