“So I guess you’re the wish collector, then?” He paused. “The wish collector. I guess I am.”
The first 100 pages are a slow, long build-up, establishing both their backstories. Why did he become, who he is. Why is she in town and how did she get there. Meeting on opposite sides of that wall, starting to talk and slowly becoming friends. Plus we get a few chapters, alternating with the main, present day story, of the past and „the story of Windisle Plantation and the tragic tale that is said to have transpired beyond its gate.“
I was pretty much lightly skimming from the second chapter or so. I did not like the writing style much. Not sure, it felt bland and simplistic?
Think more Phantom of the Opera than Beauty and the Beast.
Sentences like “Had he hoped she was unattractive so she might want to give someone like him a chance?“ or “…the woman had obviously gotten mixed up with the wrong person and was going to learn a harsh lesson, but maybe she needed it.“ made me uncomfortable and also dislike Jonah a lot. This is a novel and Jonah is a fictional character, but comments like that are beyond the pale. It makes me wonder what type of person the author is, that she can even come up with stuff like that.
The author tried to pack 3 books into one: romance with a historical drama tacked on, a crime novel and a sort of vigilante-redeems-himself-by-doing-good storyline. It‘s too much. None of it is done satisfyingly, everything just scratches the surface.
This was only two stars for me for the majority of the book. It slowly inched it‘s way to 2.5 stars, because despite all of the above the story was not bad. The solution to the romance made me up that to 2.75, but overall it was not a satisfying read for me.
I also read a lot of online magazins, like Clarkesworld and Lightspeed Magazine. But also Tor.com provided a ton of material.
Comics also became a large part of my reading enjoyment, partly to blame on comiXology and their devilish sales. My favourite comic series, all caught up to the latest issue: Saga, Vol. 1 and Lazarus, Vol. 1: Family
And we had the end of an era with the final Kate Daniels novel, Magic Triumphs! Luckily Ilona Andrews is working hard on writing other fun stuff, for example Iron and Magic.
I still listen to audiobooks, but I am pretty ambivalent to the experience. If I have the time, I rather read than listen. I keep missing too many nuances, when listening. And I can’t sit motionless and listen, it just makes me sleepy. Listening so far has always been a substitute, when I couldn‘t sit and read. Maybe I need to pick up long walks as a hobby…
One of my favourite audiobooks in 2018 was Blue Remembered Earth. Not because of Alastair Reynolds—I specifically picked this book, because it is narrated by Kobna Holdbrook-Smith. A god amongst audiobook narrators! Ok, the book was good as well…
I found Kobna through listening to the most fun series I read in 2018: Peter Grant and Rivers of London. Hail to London‘s most entertaining wizard! Harry Potter in a police procedural for grown-ups and a lot of fun. Plus I get to go back to my beloved London, where I lived for four years and that is still sorely missed.
My most conflicting relationship with an author in 2018 was with Dan Simmons. Ilium netted five stars for it‘s sheer inventiveness, although I struggled with the minutiae of the writing. The sequel, Olympos, ended up as a DNF, because the crazy amount of details and neverending bla-bla-bla of not getting on with the plot superseded the inventiveness. Strike three was The Abominable. I had fun with the mountain climbing descriptions, but the story did not do much for me, was incorrectly labelled as horror and just dragged insufferably. Done, thanks!
My love of all things underwater brought me to the very good Starfish and Into the Drowning Deep, but also to the incredibly pulpy Meg. Embarassingly bad, politically incorrect, sexist, but fun. I even read the sequel… The movie wasn‘t much better, but had Jason Statham in it. Your argument is invalid.
And although I still (mostly) continued my Urban Fantasy hiatus, Vigil proved to be a highly entertaining break from said hiatus and was a fun tour of Brisbane.
I had an excellent reading year and I hope I will discover many more fun books in 2019!
+++ Some potentially boring statistics, aka my tally for 2018:
January – 2105 pgs February – 1652 pgs March – 2730 pgs April – 1250 pgs May – 3111 pgs June – 2693 pgs July – 2940 pgs August – 2480 pgs September – 2080 pgs October – 1761 pgs November – 1537 pgs December – 2378 pgs
My page count is allover the place! The lowest month was April with 1250 pages, the highest May with 3111.