Monday, August 8, 2016

Review - Divergent

Original Title: Divergent
Series: Divergent, #1
Author: Veronica Roth
Published: April 25th, 2011

Publisher: RBA

*THE FOLLOWING REVIEWS CONTAINS SPOILERS*

Don’t judge a book by its movie”.

That’s what made me pick up Divergent and give it a chance. I’m new to dystopian stories, they have never been my favorite genre, but now, I’m reconsidering it, seriously. After watching the movie, something told me that I shouldn’t completely judge this story before knowing more. Somehow, I needed more details that the movie simply couldn’t provide; that’s why I grabbed this book. And it was a nice surprise, especially because I knew what was coming, and still, it kept me reading for hours. I sat there, and read, and during three whole hours and a half I only dedicated myself to pass the pages. It is truly engaging, and every chapter ends with a cliffhanger that makes you need to know more. I love when a book does that.

Definitely, Divergent presents one of the most interesting dystopian societies I’ve ever encountered. The city of Chicago is the home of a population living under the belief that peace only can be kept if each person knows where they belong, and occupies a place in one of the five factions in which society is divided (Abnegation, Amity, Candor, Erudite and Dauntless), each of them representing a human virtue necessary to live in harmony, created to eradicate those negative human tendencies they consider responsible for the chaos in the world. Each person needs to fit in one of those categories, or face ending up factionless, which, in this version of Chicago, means being an outcast, a homeless, and hence, being left out of literally every social event and decision, living only by the mercy of those belonging to Abnegation. This faction system seems to work. Everyone, apparently, know where they must be. At sixteen, teens must face a test that will tell them in which faction they should be, given their natural inclinations, that may or may not be the faction they were born in, but they still have the chance to make their own choice, in the Choosing Ceremony, a right considered essential in society: the right of deciding who you want to be. And that’s where I wanted to get. The amazing thing aboutDivergent is that it depicts a totalitarian society disguised as a democratic community. People live under oppression, but they don’t seem to know it. They accept the faction system because it is the right thing, convinced it is the only way to live (unlike other dystopian societies in which people live oppressed and they know it, but they can’t do anything about it). These people accept what it is given to them, when in fact, those rules they live under, those aspects their faction values more than anything, are extremists, and determine that you are only one thing in life, walking down a path that, once chosen, can never be left.

In this society lives sixteen-year-old Beatrice Prior, born in Abnegation, but with difficulties to live the extreme selfless life expected from a stiff, as the members of her faction are mocked by the rest. Through her eyes, you see how ridiculously extreme the system is, even for people like the Amity members, whose job is, literally, being happy. In Abnegation, altruism is the way of life, but it reaches the point that its members only can eat certain food, or look at themselves in the mirror every two months, because that simple and apparently irrelevant act makes them forget about the needs of others, and think about themselves. But Beatrice is the only one who seems to notice how things really are. She doesn’t feel like she fits in any of the factions, something that her test confirms, as it turns out inconclusive, branding her as Divergent, someone the government can’t categorize, and hence, can’t control. Her life in Abnegation is stifling, with all its strict rules, and she knows, deep inside, that if she wants to be free, she needs to leave it behind. But she can’t abandon her family just like that, they are the only world she’s ever known, and especially after his brother Caleb, a natural for Abnegation, leaves for Erudite, when everyone thought he would stay where he was born. Her struggle as she cuts her hand and prepares to swear her loyalty, is between what’s right for her, and what’s easy. That’s the reason why, in my opinion, her first blood drop falls in between the two bowls. She feels how her family is the magnet that makes her want to stay in Abnegation, but she needs space to let herself be, to discover her purpose and find her true identity. She knows that what waits for her in Abnegation is no life at all, but a peaceful, altruist existence that will never let her be at her fullest. And that’s why she chooses the closest thing to freedom she can have in her society, as she swears allegiance to the Dauntless faction.

But still, even when they exalt the possibility to choose their own destiny, deciding what and who you want to be, you see how dominated the society is, and how little they notice it. Yes, they can choose the faction they want to belong to, but what they want to do with their lives forcefully has to fit in one of five options. As Beatrice says, that’s not a choice at all. Upon choosing the Dauntless faction, for the first time she thinks only of herself; she decides she wants the freedom she never had, that it is time to leave a life that doesn’t fit her, even after sixteen years of trying and failing. In Dauntless, Beatrice renames herself Tris, and meets those who will be her first real friends, people she can be with without thinking of their needs and forgetting about herself. In that noisy and fully active faction, Tris can start savoring the freedom she was denied back in Abnegation. But for the whole initiation process, you see how she can never truly shake what she learned in her former faction, and how she doesn’t fully belongs to Dauntless. Just as the drop of blood fell in the middle during the Choosing Ceremony, she is in the middle too. Not Abnegation anymore, but neither a hundred percent Dauntless.

It is there, during the initiation in which they learn to fight, shoot and control their fears, that Tris meets Four, our scarred hero. Their love story was truly good. Their attraction is not just a whim, not something based only on physical attraction, something that in YA novels normally dominates everything, and doesn’t leave enough space for the emotional connection they claim to share (and there’s no romantic triangle! Bonus point!). Tris and Four, when they are together, are just Beatrice and Tobias, two people who know they don’t fit in this world they live in, that left their factions because they couldn’t with such a burden. Through their moments together, they come to know they understand each other better than anyone ever could. They are kindred spirits, both Divergent (even if not in the same way), they know what being alone means, and also the fight to belong somewhere. But none of them want to be only one thing in life. I thought I would be unfazed by their story, but I actually liked it. She is not a stunning beauty; she’s just normal, and is surprised that someone notices her, not to mock her for being a stiff. He wants to help her because he knows what she is, and what will happen to her if her true nature were discovered. But then, there’s the other aspect I loved about Tris. She doesn’t need him to be who she is, and doesn’t let him turn into her whole world. She loves him, but she doesn’t let that define her whole life. She has other people she loves and needs to protect, and doesn’t forget it because she’s in love. She’s no silly girl, who doesn’t go blind or stupid when she falls in love. She’s perfectly capable of fending for herself, and the Dauntless training helps her to bring to the surface those qualities that lied dormant inside herself, that the Abnegation rules forbade her to show. She’s not transformed by the initiation. She’s awaken. She can find her true self and shape her personality, and even when her society only allows one face to be shown, she has many. She’s Divergent.

I was surprise of how little the head villain of this story appears, given that the story is more around Tris. The mastermind behind the serums that will control the Dauntless soldiers, so they kill the Abnegation members, is Jeanine, head of the Erudite faction, and her characterization intrigued me, because even when she has the aspects of the conventional villain (wanting to dominate everything and being the sole governor of their society, as head of the faction she considers above the other four), she’s scary, because of her Erudite nature. She knows too much and her eyes are trained to see those things that want to be hidden from them. She connects the dots, and finds out Tris is Divergent (something that wasn’t fully hidden, if you think about it), but her cruelty is calculated. She’s a machine that works following certain principles, and smart enough as not to take the power herself, but to put her intellect as Erudite to work in the creation of serums that will make others do the dirty work for her. She needs an army, and takes the Dauntless to use them as her puppets, to seize power and destroy the Abnegation faction, who has the power, given that, according to the rule, it has to be theirs, because of their commitment with selflessness. I wish there had been more about her backstory, I’m curious about her past, and her life in Erudite, but as it is Tris who tells the story, I doubt there will more insight on her life in the next book.

If you like Dystopian books, try to give it a chance –and if not, too; the whole fuss the movie created has a point. Don’t be blinded by the movie, because the book is better, it has a lot more details the movie just can’t include, and Tris is a great narrator: easy, direct, honest, and brave, a heroine in her own right, with a great group of friends and enemies that were fun to read, like Christina, who grew up in Candor and it is funny how she has no qualms about being brutally honest. Overall, it was a very good read, and I’m glad I picked it up!
 

Review - The Audition

Original Title: The Audition
Series: Seraphina, #0.5
Author: Rachel Hartman
Published: June 19th, 2012

Publisher: published for free on Amazon

Being only seventeen pages long, this prequel to Seraphina is a short account of how she came to be Viridius’ assistant in Castle Orison, and Princess Glisselda’s music tutor, the roles she already occupies in the first book of the series. It also introduces a few characters that will appear in the next book, such as the Music Master, the Princess, and Seraphina’s dragon uncle, Orma. Nothing impressive or essential to understand the story that follows, because it doesn’t add much to the plot. I guess that it is the same reading it or not, because the story is perfectly understandable with or without it. It is nice, it is short, but little more. I couldn’t tell if it is engaging enough as to grab Seraphina next, because I already read both that one, and Shadow Scale, but those who have read none may find it interesting.

Review - Shadow Scale

Original Title: Shadow Scale
Series: Seraphina, #2
Author: Rachel Hartman
Published: March10th, 2015

Publisher: Random House Children's Books


*THE FOLLOWING REVIEW CONTAINS SPOILERS*

What happened here? How this went down so fast, and practically imploded? I gave Seraphina a five stars review, ready to jump over the second book of the series, and now I just have to be honest. Thank God this story has ended because I’m not sure if I would want to read a third book.

The first book was so good! I still don’t understand how it could go down like that. But I need to clarify I few things. The only reason I liked Shadow Scale only a little bit  is because I was seriously engaged since chapter one. I was so eager to find out more, after the previous book’s ending, that I sat and read for hours, passing the pages and wanting to know more. The world building is amazing. The geography, the religions, the languages, and the five nations of the land, each of them with their own traditions, cultures, buildings, royalties, and laws. I truly applaud that. It is a full display of imagination put to good use. Well done, Rachel Hartman!

But... Well, here we go to the not to so pleasant part. This book falls flat in many parts. The whole traveling thing is good, but tiring, and sometimes Seraphina’s thoughts are worthy of a slap on her face. She spends half of the book blaming herself for everything that is possibly wrong in the world, and the other, wandering in her mind garden. I didn’t think Jannoula would be so important for this story, given that she’s only mentioned briefly in the first book, but her appearance and materialization as the new villain is well developed. I didn’t fully like the whole mind-possession thing, but it is well done, and it keeps the suspense of the story, because Seraphina never really knows who she’s talking to; it could be her half-dragon friend (one of the ityasaari), or it could be Jannoula using her/his body. It was engaging enough as to keep me reading, and I truly grew to hate Jannoula, something we should feel for a villain, right? In that way, the job is well done. She has an interesting, terrible backstory, and overall, she’s a great villain.

I liked the fact that we could meet the other half-dragons whose images lived in Seraphina’s mind garden. Every single one was unique and fascinating, as they grew up in different realms, and had different ways to see the world. There’s some of them I felt quite curious about, and wanted to know more, like Od Fredricka, the muralist, and the Porphyrian twins, Gaios and Gelina, but there was no deepening in their stories, sadly. My favorite of all the ityasaari was Abdo, I really wanted him to find happiness, because he was strong, a natural born fighter, and I liked the fact that he finally could find the voice his scales denied him. His story, though, doesn’t fully explain what happened after the ending of the war, we only get a part of his plan upon going back to Porphiry and reunite with his priestess mother. However, his character’s development turned out to be, in a way, better than Seraphina’s. And let me explain why.

I’m not trying to get into the details, but Shadow Scale is one of those books in which you say “This was going so well, why did you do that?”. And in a bad way. I had so much hopes in a good romance, given that both Seraphina and Lucian fell in love in the previous book, and though from the prologue itself I could infer they were not going to end up together, I still had the hope that I had misread something, or that it was still too early to get to some sort of conclusion. But the romance in this book, that I loved so much in the first one, grossed me out. Seriously. I’m sorry that I put so much praise to it in my review of the first book, but it was good then, I didn’t imagine it would get ruined like this. There were things that simply were NOT NECESSARY. The brief moments Seraphina and Kiggs spent together were full of the things they shouldn’t do, feeling guilty afterwards, and I ended up completely unfazed by them. They love each other, right? But they don’t fight for their love, though I had the hope that they would at some point.

Don’t get me wrong. They way Seraphina and Lucian Kiggs’ story ended wasn’t the conventional one. But I hated it. And I would like to clarify thatunconventional doesn’t have to be a synonym for disgusting. On my review of the first book I mentioned the admirable fact that Seraphina, even with all her problems and the things about herself she needed to hide, still kept her dignity and wasn’t ashamed for who she was. But here, only a couple of months after the story told in the previous book, that dignity just flew over the window. When Glisselda suddenly kissed Seraphina, she discovered something about herself, but we are not told what that is (and in a way, I think is for the best). My first reaction, after that scene left me startled, was just “Seriously?”. And here we go again with the not necessary things. I didn’t see that coming, but I could have accepted it if that revelation had added something relevant to the story. We don’t get hints before, and no resolution after it. Well, we do get some sort of resolution, but I would hardly call it that. Lucian and Glisselda got married, as expected, but I just couldn’t accept the fact that they loved each other as brother and sister, and still went through with the wedding. Couldn’t she just reign on her own, and then, pass the throne to Kiggs as next heir? He disappointed me. I thought he was better than that. And that ending, oh my God! Keeping Seraphina as his mistress, all the while married to a lesbian? And Seraphina, agreeing with it? What kind of ending is that? Is it supposed to be a happy ending? What happened to her dignity, that now she’s happy to be his lover all the while he’s married to someone else –who, by the way, is in love with Seraphina herself? Could it be even more awkward? I seriously thought they were both smarter than that. I mean, she lived every day, during the first book, saying that her circumstances forced her to live a lie, and she didn’t like it, right? But now, she’s has no qualms about jumping headfirst to another big (and disgusting) lie, and, moreover, being happy about it! In which moment did Seraphina turn into a walking contradiction?

As for the story around Orma, I have mixed feelings about it. I deduced from the very start that there was some kind of relationship developing between him and Eskar, and during the whole book I shared Seraphina’s concern about him. But again, I just can’t say I liked it. Everything about him is an assumption. And by everything I mean, everything. Seraphina discovers his work in the Porphyrian Bibliagathon, but no certainty about his whereabouts, having only a short letter, stating he’s alive. They don’t know if he was seized by the Censors, and if his memories were erased or not, but they say it could be possible that he created a mind-pearl to preserve his memories. After all, I guess that was what the ring he left to Seraphina meant; but again, we don’t know for sure. I hated that his story didn’t get solved. At least Seraphina doesn’t give up on him, but that’s all there is. No memory regaining, and no happy reunion between niece and uncle. And I don’t like stories left in suspense like that.

Oh, and another thing. One of the best parts in the first book were Seraphina’s feelings (and those she created) while playing her music. It was truly magical, artistic, and it was wonderful to read it. But in this book, her music appears on the background, she only plays when she has time. One would think that such a talented musician, who sees such depth in art, would find a refuge in her music, given the sorrow and trouble Seraphina goes through, and would gladly indulge some moments only to play, as in the first book. Her music was a world in itself, but here it doesn’t get much space. Sadly, because I liked that.

If Orma’s story could have ended well, at least the book wouldn’t have been such a disappointment. At least Seraphina was able to discover her true power as a ityasaari, and use it to defeat Jannoula. And I knew that scaly slug she called Pandowdy was going to be important, as it was the only one she didn’t find in her travels. But still, his appearance as a giant Saint who took Jannoula away made me think more of a video game (those who have played Age of Mythology: Age of the Titans, will understand; remember when you need to command your army and fight a titan that cannot be killed, holding on until the help arrives?).

I can’t shake that feeling that the whole book could have been so much better. I can’t believe someone has that idea of “romance”, and I’m still trying to understand if it was a happy ending or not. It had good things, as I said, but the bad things were overwhelming, in a not so good way. I mean, when I think about the book in the future, that’s what I’m going to remember, sadly. 

The worst part of the whole thing is that the first book was excellent, but something happened along the way that lead to an unsatisfactory ending, inappropriate for a YA novel, in my opinion. But, well, it is not the best fantasy series I’ve ever read. I hate to say it, but it is true. Sorry, this is not for me.


Review - Seraphina

Original Title: Seraphina
Series: Seraphina, #1
Author: Rachel Hartman
Published: July 10th, 2012

Publisher: Random House Books for Young Readers 


*THE FOLLOWING REVIEW CONTAINS SPOILERS*

This story, in one word, is amazing. It has to be, hands down, the most interesting take in dragons I've ever read. This whole world, with all its details, makes me want to stand up and applaud Rachel Hartman for her raw originality and wide imagination, that were essential to create this incredible universe. It is an astounding YES to the rest of the saga!

Seraphina brings us the land of Goredd, a place with its own geography, manners, religion and politics, in which dragons are a part of everyday life, after the treaty between the human monarch, Queen Lavonda, and the Ardmagar Comonot, leader of the Tanamoot, the dragon country, which brought peace between the two races. In this world lives Seraphina Dombegh, a young girl whose father fell in love with a beautiful singer and composer, and married her, not knowing she was actually a saarantras, that is, a dragon under human form, making her a hybrid, a half blood, with the best of both races, with dragons’ logical thinking, and human warmth and pure feelings. And the fact that she was born from her parents’ love also makes her a rarity, because dragons are not supposed to love; they see feelings (especially love) as a disease, something that needs to be uprooted in order to think with a clear mind and be entirely rational. 

I loved Seraphina as a character. She was educated by her uncle Orma (which is an amazing character too!), her mother’s brother and also a saarantras, who knows her real nature and taught her everything there is to know about dragons. Her life isn’t exactly easy, as she lives every day hiding her true self, and though it makes her sad, because she doesn’t feel natural and worthy, she has her dignity, her seriousness, and never once feels sorry for herself. She has accepted her nature, and she also has the pride of her mother’s side of the family. She may be different, the only one of her kind, and she’s not even supposed to exist, but she has nothing to be ashamed of. She’s a strong young woman, who doesn’t need anyone’s pity, and finds a way to be happy, even when all the things are not the way she would like them to be.

Something I also truly loved about Seraphina is the way she feels when she plays her music. Her uncommon talent landed her in the palace of Goredd itself, as Music Mistress, assistant of the royal Music Master, Viridius, and when she plays, it is like she opens the door to another world. It is like reality shifts, and she can express her soul in the chords that come from her oud or her flute, enchanting people, transporting them to a different place in which everything is music, the world is built on the notes they hear. Seraphina is purely herself when she plays. There, no one can tell her what to do, and no one will ever understand better the meaning behind every piece, even when she is able to make her listeners feel the way she does. It is wonderful, the description of her feelings upon her music are one of the best parts of the book. 

The love story is so beautiful! The reason why Seraphina and Lucian fell in love is simply because they could understand each other. They saw their own hearts mirrored in each other. Neither can deny their true nature, both as a hybrid and as a bastard, and they feel every day the burden of the label they've carried since birth. Seraphina is tired of the necessary lies she lives with every day, but in him, she finds a kindred spirit, someone who knows what it means to be under constant scrutiny, trying to figure out their true role in their society and navigating everyday life feeling out of place. They feel the constant pull to each other, in despite of the obstacles (her scales and her draconian abilities and talents, his fiancée and also Phina’s friend and student), and when they are together, Seraphina and Lucian are simply themselves, and the raw honesty breaks the wall of lies that covers Seraphina’s existence since birth. 

He did not know the truth of me, yet he had perceived something true about me that no one else had ever noticed. And in spite of that –or perhaps because of it– he believed me good, believed me worth taking seriously, and his belief, for one vertiginous moment, made me want to be better than I was.

That is, after all, what love does. They find relief in each other, and their secrets mean very little. At the end, they realise they are each other’s missing half, and that their differences are nothing when there’s love and understanding between them. 

He ran his thumb along the silver line of scales, his brow puckering in concern at the scab, and then, with a sly glance at me, he bowed his head and kissed my scaly wrist. […] I couldn’t breathe; I was overcome. I didn’t usually feel much through my scales, but I felt that to the soles of my feet.

It is utterly beautiful, and their scenes together kept my emotions afloat with every passing page. And I also liked the fact that when she finally reveals her scales and let Lucian and Princess Glisselda know who she really is –her true nature as a hybrid–, they don’t accept it right away. It takes them some time to take in Seraphina’s truth, but at the end, they realize that without her abilities, without her help and that of her half-blood friends, things could have had a much worse ending.

Personally, I thought the book would delve more into the murder plot around Prince Rufus’ death, or at least, more about his character, and honestly, I thought they would discover he was in some unholy dealings with the dragons, the Censors, or even the Sons of St. Ogdo. But it doesn’t take away anything of the book’s wonderfulness, and the talent and brilliancy Rachel Hartman put on the creation of races such as the Quigutl, and the devices they craft, is another reason why this book is so great. I find amazing the way dragons, with their consideration of human emotions, get scared when they discover they acted upon feelings (like when the Ardmagar Comonot saved Seraphina’s life), and are unable to avoid giving in into human weaknesses when they take their form, whatever gross they may be (Princess Dionne and Comonot? – EW, I seriously wanted to slap that woman, but she paid for her mistakes, and dearly). 

But, seriously, the best part a book can have is how you spend pages and pages believing something is going to happen, and at the end, the plot twist leaves you mouth-opened, like this one did with me. I wish I could do some justice to all its details with my review, because it has to be one of the best book discoveries I’ve found in a long time. 

A must-read for fantasy lovers, and I’ll definitely read the rest of the saga! 


Review - Blackmoore

Original Title: Blackmoore
Series: A Proper Romance
Author: Julianne Donaldson
Published: September 9th, 2013

Publisher: Shadow Mountain

*THE FOLLOWING REVIEW CONTAINS SPOILERS*

Blackmoore has to be most romantic book I read in a long, long time, and I'm even happier that I found this author, because now, I'll unhesitatingly read anything she writes!

This book was captivating from page one; once I started, I couldn't put it down. It tells the story of Katherine Worthington, known as Kitty (or Kate, as she wants to be called) a seventeen-year-old girl living with her parents and siblings, and spending her time with her two best friends and neighbors, Henry and Sylvia Delafield, whose family owns a large seaside state by the name of Blackmoore, a place Kate wants to see more than anything in the world, given her natural curiosity and her penchant for stories and mysteries.

I loved Katherine; she's adorable, curious, and adventurous, and she doesn't want to settle for the life that has been already mapped out for her (and for most of the girls in her time). She feels caged, locked up, and is tired of living in the shadow of her sister Eleanor's scandal and her mother's shamelessness. Her house is not the home she needs, she can't possibly find the understanding and acceptance she yearns for there. Her father only cares for himself, and doesn't pay attention to what she, her sisters or her mother do. Her mother is an impertinent woman who doesn't care about her own reputation or her daughters', and she has no qualms about flirting with every man in the room, and inducing her daughters to use dishonorable methods to ensnare a husband (without any care for their reputations, or the family name); she's unhappy and dissatisfied with her marriage, and she doesn't deprive herself of amusements and the admiration of the opposite sex. She's still a teenager, only cares for herself, and even vies with the other young women for all the things she shouldn't, as if she were their equal in beauty and charms, and caring very little for the fact that she's married.

But Katherine is different. She knows there's more to life than just being someone's wife; that the world is bigger than their home in Lancashire and it is waiting for her, she just wants to spread her wings and fly away. And I love her for that. She doesn't settle for what's expected from her as a woman, she doesn't care for convention. She wants to do what makes her happy, to fulfill her dreams, knowing that what she should do is not what will bring her joy, and that her family is not worthy of the sacrifices they demand from her. And the only person who can truly see her heart, understand her yearnings, and see what would make her happy, is her best friend, Henry Delafield. 

The love story was simply... beautiful, heart-wrenching at times. It almost moved me to tears, and I couldn't stop reading, because with every word, I could feel how much Kate and Henry were kindred spirits, in despite of the many obstacles they encountered in their path, like her decision to never marry, his impending engagement with Juliet St. Claire, and his mother's contempt towards her entire family; simply, there was no other possible choice. Nothing nor nobody would fulfill them the way each other could. And something I really loved in their tale, is that they knew each other. They had their happy moments, but also, they witnessed each other's greatest vulnerability. In their weakest, saddest moments of their lives, they were there, and could know each other, simply, as they were, both virtues and flaws. And that was something not even the most stubborn of decisions, nor social and family obligations could change. 

Henry knows Kate feels caged, and wants to set her free. She's his friend, his confidant, and couldn't love anyone the way he loves her. And the worst part is that she loves him too, but she knows what loving her will cost him. She needs to secure herself the three marriage proposals she needs to refuse to be rid of her mother and finally be able to fulfill the dream of her life and travel to India with her aunt Charlotte, and she asks Henry to be the one who proposes three times, so she can say no and be free. Little does she know that with every rejection, his heart breaks, and he sees even further their chance of happiness together.

Henry and Kate's scenes in the tower of the ruined abbey are priceless. I read them with my emotions afloat, and sometimes biting back tears. Because there was nothing else there but raw honesty, even when she couldn't always tell him the truth. Up there, they were only Henry and Kate. Purely, them. There was no one to please, no need of false smiles and small talk. They could be, simply, themselves, without pretending. And you see where their friendship took them, realizing how deep it is, how all the masks just fall down and trying to conceal things is utterly useless. They know and love each other the way nobody else could, with and in despite of their imperfections.

Another reason why I loved Kate is because of her stubborness, and determination. She's no meek, mild girl, but a strong young woman who realizes that no one but her must determine her destiny, and that she needs to take the reins of her own life, to be rid of her mother and sister's scandalous behaviour and prove she's different. That sort of decision is something not many women of her time could make, and I admire that Kate was strong enough as to say "I am the owner of my own life; me, and only me"; she understood that no one but herself would open the cage she was in, and, at the end, she did what she must to stay true to herself.

I hate that she had to break Henry's heart to do it, however, but I loved that still, he didn't give up on her. She could finally travel to India, but even so, nothing could fill the void that rejecting him left in her heart. As I said before, it was them, and only them. Nothing would ever be enough if they weren't together. No one could ever know them as completely as each other did, with their strenghts, weaknesses and secrets. They needed each other, and no distance was enough for them to ignore it, and to forget how much they loved each other.

In short, this book is amazing, and now Julianne Donaldson is definitely among my favorite authors! Totally recommended!

Review - Heir to Edenbrooke

Original Title: Heir to Edenbrooke
Series: A Proper Romance
Author: Julianne Donaldson
Published: November 17th, 2015

Publisher: Shadow Mountain

Beautiful, but too short! It was nice to find out a little more about the Wyndham brothers, especially about Charles, since we don't get to know much about him in Edenbrooke.

The problem was that I fell in love with Philip's voice, and suddenly the book ended. I wanted more scenes shared with Marianne, told from his point of view. Moreover, I wouldn't say no to a whole version of Edenbrooke entirely told by Philip.

Nice little novella, overall, but I wish it had been longer!

Review - Edenbrooke

Original Title: Edenbrooke
Series: A Proper Romance
Author: Julianne Donaldson
Published: March 27th, 2012

Publisher: Shadow Mountain

*THE FOLLOWING REVIEW CONTAINS SPOILERS*

I'm so glad I came across this book! I loved it, even more than I thought I would! 

It tells the story of Marianne Daventry, a seventeen-year-old girl living in Bath with her grandmother, a wealthy woman who constantly reminds her that she needs to be an elegant lady, with all the refinements expected from her, to secure herself a husband, hence a good position in a respectable household. And though she tries to improve herself, both in beauty and accomplishments, she knows she's not destined to such a thing, for a very specific reason, described in such a beautiful way... 

"Once upon a time there were twin girls born to a man and a woman who had longed for a child for years. These girls were the sun and the moon to them. [...] Cecily was the sun, and I was the moon."

Marianne had always lived reflecting the light irradiated by her sister Cecily, and though they both get along very well and there's a tender, sisterly love between them, the truth is that she always considered herself the inferior one, because of Cecily's dazzling beauty, elegance and talents. She really tries to be the woman her grandmother wants her to be (even more when she decides to name Marianne as her heiress), but she just can't. It goes against her true nature. Marianne is a free-spirited, lively girl, and the corset of society is painfully stifling. 

The love story is clean, and beautifully written, though there were a few things I need to mention. For starters, I found some ways of saying things that didn't seem fit for the Regency period, like some expressions or words. More than once I had the feeling that, if it wasn't for the mention of dresses, balls and other details of the time period, the story could have been told in a modern setting. But it is only a few moments, and it didn’t take away the story’s charm. And, as much as I know it wasn't the point of the scene, at the first line of the love letter they wrote together, I simply burst into laughter (I felt a bit guilty after that, knowing the meaning the whole scene has, but I couldn't help it).

It also bothered me a little the fact that Marianne discovered she was in love with Philip a little bit too late. I mean, by the point of the story in which she realizes the truth about her heart, everyone else (including me) already knew what was really going on. Until then, she struggled with mixed feelings. On the one hand, there was Philip's reputation as a flirt and his tendency to steal hearts with no intention of keeping them, thinking that his behaviour towards her was nothing more than that; a game he played for his own amusement, with her heart as his plaything. And on the other hand, there was her sister Cecily, who knew a lot more about flirting, suitors and romance than her, declaring that she wanted to be mistress of Edenbrooke by marrying Philip's wealth and title, and had already planned a way for him to fall on his knees and propose to her. 

What I love the most about this story is the way it shows how love can become someone's everything. Marianne isn't perfect. She's just as naïve, carefree and free-spirited as any seventeen-year-old girl, with a passion for art and nature, who enjoys twirling around in a meadow more than the refinement of the ballroom. She struggles to become the elegant lady her grandmother commanded her to be, but at the end, it's not her. It is that simple. She's not ambitious, she doesn't become fully aware of the fact that she's now the heiress of forty thousand pounds; she doesn't want to love because she has to. She wants to be, simply, herself:

"I dreamed quietly of marrying someone whom I loved deeply, and who loved me madly in return. If such a man could not be found, then I would not marry at all."

And that purity is what conquers Philip's heart from the very start, whose titled and wealthy façade hid the simplicity of a man who only wanted to be loved for himself, and was ready to run away to escape his family's scheming and the supposed attempt of this girl that would come visiting to ensnare him. They both wanted the same thing. To be rid of convention, and stay true to themselves. In one sentence, Philip says it all, for both of them:

"I want you, all of you, just the way you are."

I don't know why there are so many hateful reviews for this book. I know it is not exactly the most brilliant piece of historical fiction ever written, but instead it is complete with a beautifully simple love story, in which the characters try over and over again to do as they should, and ultimately what they want is what they have to do in order to find a much longed-for happiness, which doesn't lie on how elegant the lady is or how charming and wealthy the gentleman can be, but in the affinity of their souls, and the joy of staying true to their own hearts and minds. And that's a sort of elegance that no silk dress, no finely studied dance steps, or any amount of money, can give. 

I know that everyone has their own opinions about this book, and they can consider it as they please, but I felt that I had to do with this story the way Philip and Marianne did with each other. They had their faults, yes, and in many ways they weren't what was expected from them, but in the end, they learned to love in despite of them, choosing to see the best in each other; after all, they didn't seek perfection in each other, but instead the fulfilling of the need they had to be loved just for themselves, with their flaws, and their mistakes.

Lovely read, overall. I will read more by this author, that's for sure! 



Review - Snow: A Retelling of "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs"

Original Title: Snow: a Retelling of a "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs"
Series: Once Upon a Time, #3
Author: Cameron Dokey
Published: February 1st, 2006

Publisher: Simon Pulse

*THE FOLLOWING REVIEW CONTAINS SPOILERS*

This definitely wasn't what I was expecting, but in a good way! It has all the elements of the original fairy tale, but with a creepy, steampunk twist!

Jessica is the only child of a Welsh duke and his first wife, who dies at childbirth, and because of that, he loses all interest in his daughter, letting her run wild on the state, befriending the servants and being practically raised by them. Until the day in which, out of the need of a male heir to inherit Kenigh Hall, the duke remarries, this time with a beautiful woman named Anne de Mandador, a widow who is still young enough as to bear him the son he needs.

The story is set in Wales, during the Victorian era, and there were a few things that made this story a lot more original and entertaining. For starters, Jessica is not your typical naïve princess, who doesn't have a clue about what's going on around her, but a confident, free-spirited young woman who faces the same problems any teenage girl faces growing up, but without a person there to explain her the natural changes of her body, the way she evolves with age, or even her duties as a duchess, which she learns the hard way. Her stepmother, in this version, is still obsessed with her beauty and her youth, but instead of being a witch, she's a mad scientist who cast some sort of spell over a necklace and forced a servant, a fiddler named Alan –who plays the mirror part in this story–, to wear it, preventing him from telling the truth about what happens in their private sessions and experiments, as he holds the looking glass in which she examines herself every day.

The seven dwarves are, instead, five misfits half human, half animal, who take her in, and employ her as a maid, as they work as "miners" under the cover of the night, stealing from the rich through the streets of London. And they were the creepiest twist of all. I didn't see that coming in a thousand years, and though I felt a bit disgusted when I found out the truth, it was definitely a clever way to fit them with the rest of the story. Bravo, Tracy Lynn!

I found the way to include Snow’s sleeping spell very original, because it’s not exactly magic, but just another of the evil, sick experiments performed by her stepmother, in pursuit of her always present ambition of youth and beauty. And even better was that what woke her up wasn’t what we all know as her prince’s true love’s kiss. But again, it’s not the ordinary fairy tale we heard or read as kids, so it is very important that things do not take the conventional path. 

And I have to say it, finally we have a fairy tale heroine which actually knows her true love before loving him! I mean, in this kind of stories, the love between the characters is instant, but forever, even when sometimes we think, “But they haven’t known each other for more than a few days! How can they get married and live happily ever after?”. But here, in this book, I was pleasantly surprised. Snow’s true love wasn’t who I thought he was, even when I took it for granted from page one. Instead of the typical princess’ love story, Snow really knows the person she falls in love with, and even when he’s not exactly a Prince Charming, she is able see past all his imperfections and faults. Even when she doesn’t exactly recall him, the sight of him brings back a warm feeling that tells her this man is not just any man. It’s not her head the one that remembers him, but her heart. The sleeping spell her stepmother cast over her wasn’t able to extinguish the feelings in her heart, even when it took away her memories.

This wasn’t a predictable book for me, and it just kept me passing the pages to find out more, both about how the story continued, and about the characters’ background. It’s an interesting retelling of the story we all know so well, but with the steampunk touch that makes it a lot more interesting (I’ve never read steampunk before, so it was a whole new thing for me).

I totally recommend it. Read it, it’s really worth it!