The Storyteller was . . . depressing . . . and long. I went through a Jodi Piccoult phase, as many of us did. I read her books, I cried a lot, and then I kind of got over her as an author. One book after another of just . . . sadness. Eventually, I stopped reading her books entirely until my mom recommended Leaving Time, which was so amazing. Leaving Time was completely different than all her other books.
Leaving Time also gave me false hope. It led me to believe that perhaps the Storyteller would also be different from The Pact or The Tenth Circle. I was wrong. It is the same sad, predictable story. It revolves around Sage, a baker who lost her parents and estranged herself from her sisters. She's turned into a recluse and sees almost no one, with the exception of her married boyfriend. The book presents three different storylines. That of Sage in the present, that of a story written by her grandmother during WWII, and that of a Nazi. The three weave together nicely, but the content was dreary and dragged on.
I have two main complaints: First, I really hated the main character. I like to cheer my protagonist on! Here, I wanted to bop her over the head with this fat book and tell her to get over herself right quick. Second, there was no rise and fall. I need some good to get me through the bad and this book lacked the light at the end of the tunnel.
Overall, I give this book 1 out of 5 stars. Don't bother.
If you do decide to bother - Purchase: http://amzn.to/1mD67cS