I hate giving a low rating, whenever I do (when I very rarely do) I feel world of discomfort (who am I kidding? I feel horrible about it, I am no Simon Cowell) - writing and storytelling is hard work, and to critique that is tough - but I'm afraid I didn't like this book at all. I love Wuthering Heights and have forever been drawn in by the characters of Cathy and Heathcliff, so I was beyond intrigued when I read the synopsis for Stone Field. Also, that cover, it's absolutely gorgeous! 
 The first few pages were not immediately impressive, still I persisted, at about 20% in I realized that I was just not going to love this book. My progress was sluggish, and I found that I could not connect with Catrina at ALL. To my horror I found myself sympathizing with Cat's brother (can you imagine sympathizing with Hindley?!), to which Cat was a constant source of stress. Yes, he was a terrible person, but he was obviously suffering in the torrent of his own impossible love, his political/social convictions, his daddy issues, and his struggle to step up to the plate and protect his father and sister all on the brink of wartime. 
 I feel like Cat victimizes herself (and I'm not sure if it's victimizing, or just not being understanding of other characters even on a basic level) too often and is entirely too selfish and self-absorbed to be a likeable character. I felt like she was not really sure of anything, and there weren't any real scenes between her and Stonefield to convince me that they have some sort of epic connection. For the first time I actually understood why reviewers have griped about insta-love in books. Stone Field has this insta-love, and it's not convincing. I have loads of family members and friends who are artists and I have never witnessed such bizarre behavior - by bizarre I mean, just plain chaotic and self centered. It's one thing being eclectic and free and full of life and that impalpable nature that artists often exhibit, and it's an entirely other thing to be so wantonly out of touch with reality that you just fail to behave or think logically in any manner. It's like she doesn't care for anyone else besides herself and Stonefield - and even her love for him is questionable - like (view spoiler)[ why didn't you tell him that your brother was going to force you to marry someone? Why didn't you tell him that you were pregnant? I mean really, just to stand idly by... And even if you wanted to hurt Stonefield, logic would suggest that agreeing to get married in front of quite a few people at that time would mean that chances are you're probably getting hitched. (hide spoiler)] it's not the actions of someone in love. And that's the thing about Cat, for someone who is supposed to be such a willful force, things just seem to happen to her and we get caught up in her reflections after the fact. I didn't feel like this was really a tale reflective of Cathy and Heathcliff, there are parallels to Wuthering Heights but that potent, (poisonous?) poignant relationship between the original main characters just was not there for Stone Field. 
 It just wasn't for me. I can see why people would like this book though, the writing style is very imaginative and descriptive. And hey, if you love it, great! Unfortunately, I personally would not revisit this story.