"Crescent Moon" is a prototypical fantasy book, replete with all the standard tropes (is that redundant?). And old guy, a whirling dervish and a mysterious tribal girl band together to rid the world of a magical evil. I am really tired of magic, I think. Rhiannon was watching a couple of Harry Potters and even in the distance, I found the magic annoying. It always seems like the kind of thing that can conveniently solve any problem but also just as conveniently can't. It just depends on the dramatic needs, not any inherent "reality".

I gave "Crescent Moon" well over 50 pages and gave up. I especially tired of it when it offered both teen angst and religious overtones. Add in the by now standard way of having different viewpoints at each chapter. Ugh. Don't need any of it and I don't have time to plow onward with it.