This is the second book of the trilogy, even longer than the first. The characters find themselves in another dilemma thanks to the book, Inkheart, and many of them are transported to the Inkworld itself. Fenoglio’s writing proves to be both a curse and a blessing, and Mo’s bookbinding skills save his life.
This book wasn’t quite as easy to read as the first one, though there were more emotional scenes in this. It felt like quite a slow read, but thanks to the events toward the end of the book I am still planning to read the final book.
I never really connected with any of the characters emotionally, but I still found certain deaths to be pretty upsetting. The Inkworld was nice to see, too, but maybe not as impressive as it could have been made out to be.
I can’t say I was particularly thrilled by this book, but it wasn’t bad. 3 stars.