Mist Over Pendle

So, As you all know I not only Rave on and on about great books, I also bitch about crap one, This falls into the latter :( . Ever heard that saying "never judge a book by it's cover"? Well I did just that with this book. 
 In fact it was that bad I couldn't remember what it was called when people asked what I was reading, I kept calling it The Wish Of Pendle. 
For what its worth here is some blurb
 
Seventeenth century England is a place of superstition and fear.

Deep in the Forest of Pendle, people have been dying in mysterious circumstances. The locals whisper of witchcraft, but Squire Roger Nowell, in charge of investigating the deaths, dismisses the claims as ridiculous. Until a series of hideous desecration's forces Roger and his cousin Margery to look further into the rumours. And what they discover brings them face to face with the horrifying possibility that a coven of witches is assembling, preparing to unleash a campaign of evil and destruction...

Robert Neill's novel is a classic tale of witchcraft set in a wild inaccessible corner of Lancashire and in a time when the ancient fear of demons and witches was still a part of life... and death.

 It was slow, extremely dull. It was though full of detail and such, That's the only decent thing about this book, The ending went off like a bang, 2 pages to go and you think there has to be more. NO. Just buh bye. 

 Read it though if you wanna 
 A good book should leave you... slightly exhausted at the end.  You live several lives while reading it.  ~William Styron, interview, Writers at Work, 1958