I had such high hopes for this book -- Death as a narrorator?? What an incredible idea! 
 Imagine my disappointment then to crack open a book and be incapable of continuing with it. As an editor, if this had landed on my desk, I would have read two pages and dumped it in the reject pile. Death is supposed to be eternal, right? So why does it talk in chopped sentences that prevent the narrative flow from actually flowing? Why does it repeat things? Why is its purple prose so awful? Is it supposed to read like a brand new writer who has never bothered to notice how you string together words? 
 Nothing is shown; everything is told. And the continual little "notes" that interrupt the chapters every three paragraphs, for Death to give us some back history or information, are BLOODY ANNOYING. 
 I made it two chapters before my eyes started to bleed. I flipped to the last page, read the ending, and decided "Nope." I have better things to do with the time required to read 600 badly written, bloated pages. Clearly, with all the five and four star ratings -- I'm missing something. 
 Like... good writing, maybe?