I wasn't too sure about this book from its first pages, but I granted it with the benefit of doubt. 24 hours and 136 pages in, I gladly took advantage of Daniel Pennac's readers' rights and gave it up. The concept itself isn't bad: a book about someone who can travel through books and time would have captivated the hell out of the 12 year old me. Unfortunately, the writing is awful. It seems like it has been written by the 12 year old me. The style is so flat and the language is so poor that even the most dramatic and powerful scenes are reduced to a few, tasteless lines. It is repetive and boring; and the villain! Everybody loves a well-thought villain...well, let's just say this one is not the case. I'm not even mentioning the main character, Thursday, who I strongly hated from the very beginning. When your main character also happens to be the narrator, you'd want them to be captivating or, at least, nice. Thursday is dull and ininteresting, as she states.
Moreover, the plot is A MESS. I was so disappointed, because the book looks like a draft that still needs to be examinated, with parts that need to be cut off. The secondary characters all resemble each other (I couldn't tell them apart!).
I'm gladly bringing this book back to the public library; I'd be furious right now if I had spent any money on it.