block quote: by its cover
the twentieth wife by indu sundaresan
is historical chick fiction.
just as you would guess,
from the saturation and fonts
of the dust jacket,
it takes "show don't tell"
a little too seriously.
not only is it adjective-heavy
and chock full of "colorful verbs,"
but there is just a certain
cadance to the language.
that irritates me beyond words.
Ghias beg brok away from the group around the fire and, picking his way past the animals, trudged to the tent where his wife lay. Barely visible in the flying sand, three children crouched against the flapping black canvas, arms around one another, eyes shut against the gale. Ghias Beg touched the shoulder of the elder boy. "Muhammad," he yelled over the sound of the wind. "Is your mother all right?"
oh! not to mention the unrelenting italics
A few zenana women sat under the peepul, ghagaras gathered over their knees.
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