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This is one of my favorite historical fiction books. 5 stars.

Yes! Your rec is why I picked it up!

Only 3? Boo.

Anyone ever have a book they have SO much they want to write about/review that they end up writing nothing at all?

I hate those review millstones around my neck. All they do is judge me.

Yes, so few of my favourite books have a review of decent length, and all it does is make me feel guilty. I don't know yet of anyone that doesn't become verbose when they don't like a book, but when they love it so much... ah. Is the amount of love for a book somehow correlated to lack of words? Because words can't express what you feel, or because you're scared you won't be able to convey your real feelings, for which your way of speaking suddenly looks inadequate?

Usually when I'm reading a book (esp one I don't like) I'll be keeping a tab in my head of things I want to point out--like I remember with this one, Lincoln's weird ascetic asexuality and Mary's [SPOILER ALERT] CHEATING on him because of it was definitely one of the things I had a major problem with. (there's no evidence of Mary cheating. Don't do that to someone who already has a bad enough reputation.) But eventually the things that bothered me got so overwhelmeing and interconnected that I just couldn't handle it. So I didn't!

But yes, in general, it's easy to write bad reviews and very difficult to write good ones.

I don't even remember a cheating part. Perhaps I should re-read this, ha.

It happens during Lincoln's first (?) year of presidency, when she travels to NY with...some guy. I don't remember who. I was really surprised by it, because I wasn't LOVING the book up to that point, but I was going with it, and then that happened and I was like "Noooooooooope."

I seriously don't even remember that. It's been years that I read this. I really enjoyed it at the time but now I am questioning myself...

Yup :)