Mothtown by Caroline Hardaker

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Stars: 3 out of 5

This is a hard book to review. I’m not sure if I liked it or hated it, to tell the truth. The narrative is a jumbled mess with the concept of an unreliable narrator pushed to the limit. It did, however, leave an impression on me, and that’s usually an indication that it’s a good book even if it’s not really a book for me.

Let’s talk positives first, shall we? The prose is beautiful. The author knows her way with words and how to paint an immersive picture. It’s beautiful and haunting at the same time. The descriptions worm into your mind and slowly seed a sense of malaise the longer you read the book. Things aren’t quite right, you can feel it, but most of the time, you can’t really put your finger on what’s wrong. This is a psychological horror story, so there will be no jump scares and splatter gore, and it’s exactly how I like my horror books.

However, this book is also a jumbled mess, which makes it confusing and frustrating, and you don’t get all the answers by the end of it. 

The biggest issue I had was the split timeline. We get the Before chapters following the 10-year-old David dealing with the disappearance of his grandfather and then his slow descent into a full-blown psychotic break. But we also have the After chapters that follow David as he is trying to retrace his grandfather’s steps and find the door he used to escape this world.

Problem is, at the beginning of the book, we don’t know that the After chapters and the Before chapters are about the same person, and we have no emotional connection to the narrator. So I didn’t really care about what happened to this strange person running from some pursuers in a very strange world. It was, as I already mentioned, confusing and even a bit irritating.

I liked the chapters with young David the best. I can relate to his struggle to accept that his grandfather is gone, especially since he was the only person who talked to the kid. I mean, the rest of his family sure didn’t. I was a lot less invested in the older David, even though I could empathize with his slow unraveling. 

I think my biggest issue is that the After chapters are pretty much useless to the story. If I understood well, they were just hallucinations born from DAvid’s broken mind during a dissociative state. There were no doors to other worlds, no strange liminal land called Mothtown. Or was there? There is no clear answer to that.

Also, if all of this was just in David’s head during a mental breakdown, what of all the vanishing people? Is that real? Or is that also part of his delusion? There is never a resolution to that particular plotline. It just gradually disappears from the narrative. 

All in all, even though I loved the prose of this book, the story was way too confusing and jumbled for me to enjoy fully. I don’t mind working for my answers, but I need to get at least some of them by the end of a book.

PS: I received an advanced copy via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

The Ruin of Angels (Craft Sequence 6) by Max Gladstone

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Stars: 4 out of 5

I love coming back to this world. It’s so rich and complex, and every book shows us a new facet of it. I feel like each book gives me more puzzle pieces to a giant picture that I’m assembling by reading the series.

In this book, we reconnect with Kai from Five Fathoms Deep, and she is away from her island in a city she doesn’t understand or particularly like, trying to help her estranged sister. Well, first Kai reluctantly meets with her sister and refuses to help her, but then she spends the rest of the book trying to rectify that error.  I missed Kai. She is a very good character. She isn’t a Craftswoman, she doesn’t have much personal power. She is a priestess to idols made by men from scratch to store their soul stuff in. And very recently a real priestess to a new Goddess. She is out of her depth in this strange and broken city where the God Wars started, and where the first Craftsman is still frozen in time, dying but not dead, tearing the world apart. 

I loved this city. Both the Alikand that was lovingly preserved in the books and stories of its citizens and the broken Dead City where the war was still being fought in infinity, with both sides endlessly dying but not quite dead. And the strange order of the squid city that was so foreign to both the other cities, but was necessary to keep the wound of the Dead City from destroying the rest of the world. I am happy that Kai found a solution that preserved Alikand in the end.

I have one issue with this book – it dragged a little bit in the beginning when the heist of the train was being organized. We spent too much time with Kai’s sister, and I didn’t particularly like her as a person. Yes, I understood her motivations by the end of the book, and I could even sympathize, but I still think she could have handled all of this better if she stepped on her pride and asked for help, instead of trying to play everyone around her. You could argue that she caused most of the problems she worked so hard to solve afterward.

I was happy to see Tara again since she is by far my favorite character in the series, but she doesn’t play a very big role here. She helped where she could, but was mostly relegated to the background. Which I understand. This is Kai’s book. And the Blue Lady’s, because she finally came into her full powers here. The Goddess of thieves and street children, and lost and forgotten people, the fleeing, the downtrodden. The one who ate the Wastes. 

What I love the most about this series is that despite some horrible things that happen to the characters in the books, there is always a hopeful note in the end. Kai and her sister finally make peace, and the poppy fields around Alikand are blooming once more.

Onward to the next book in the series.

The Lost Story by Meg Shaffer

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Stars: 2 out of 5

I was very excited about this book because the blurb gave me the same vibes as the Wayward Children series by Seannan McGuire, and I loved the first few books in that series. Unfortunately, this didn’t live up to the expectations.

One of the reasons is that the story takes too long to get going. We don’t travel to the magical world until almost halfway into the book, so everything before then is set up. That would be fine if the pacing of this section wasn’t so sluggish. I found myself yawning and wanting the author to get on with it on more than one occasion.

My other issue is that I didn’t particularly like the writing choices in this book. The interruptions by the “Narrator” were extremely off-putting and yanked you right out of the story every time they were inserted between chapters. 

Another issue is that I couldn’t connect with any of the characters, so I wasn’t invested in their stories. This is particularly true for Jay and Raif. The author sets them up as these star-crossed lovers destined to be together but separated by circumstances, but that didn’t work for me. Call me old and cynical, but I find it hard to believe that Jeremy would pine for his high school sweetheart for 15 years after the fact. I mean they were 14 when everything happened and were only together for 6 months. Are you telling me that he couldn’t move on? Yeah, not buying it. Same goes for Raif who didn’t even remember those 6 months or that he was in love with Jeremy. 

And I might have been okay even with that if those two characters were interesting. As it stands though, they behave like they never left their teenage years, even though both of them are in their thirties in this book. I’m sorry, that’s not how thirty-year-old people in general behave, not unless they have serious developmental issues. Which I could understand in Raif’s case, because he had amnesia and carried a hidden trauma because of that all those years, but Jeremy seems like a well-adapted individual who traveled the world and saw plenty of good and bad stuff. What’s his excuse for behaving like a hormonal teenager? That’s why I feel like this book reads like a young adult book, even though it’s not marketed as such.

I have nothing much to say about Skya or Emily because they serve more as plot devices than actual people, so their characterization is non-existent. 

My biggest issue with this book is that this fairy tale has no “teeth” – nothing truly bad happens to any of the characters. Everything is too easy and harmless. At no point in this story was I worried about the characters or the decisions they had to make. And since the stakes aren’t all that important, nothing feels earned. Good fairy tales know that there is darkness as well as light in the world, and that to have heroes, there needs to be dragons. Heck, Skya even talks about that in the book! Unfortunately, the author loved her characters too much to truly make them suffer, so her dragons were nothing more than tame lizards, easily defeated.

PS: I received an advanced copy of this book via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.

Red Delicious (Siobhan Quinn 2) by Caitlin Kiernan

Stars: 2 out of 5

This was a letdown from book one, to be honest. I liked Quinn in the first book – she was foul-mouthed and irreverent, and as far from a typical urban fantasy protagonist as you can get. It was fun and refreshing. Unfortunately, the author went all in on that concept in this book. And this is the case in which too much good stuff spoils the brew, at least in my opinion.

Quinn is so snarky, vulgar, and unapologetically evil in this book that it stops being funny and gets rather annoying. Why would I care about what happens to her in this book if she is no better than any of the bad guys? If she is, in fact, also a bad guy who admits that she loves playing with her food and gets drunk on the terror and suffering she causes as much as on the blood she drinks? I like my anti-heroes at least somewhat redeemable. Oh, and that “yeah, I’m a monster, that’s what monsters do, get over it” attitude the author chose to endow her with doesn’t help much either.

My other issue is the constant breaking of the fourth wall Quinn does in her narrative. It’s fun when it’s done once or twice, but when it’s continuous, it gets old fast. Especially when you insert a freaking short story in the middle of the story… That dampens the enjoyment just a tad.

But the biggest issue I have with this book is just how stupid all the characters are. Yes, Quinn repeated several times that a detective she ain’t, but she can at least try to use her brains once in a while, no? Or all those other high and mighty demons, necromancers, and adjacent who want the magical dildo, what exactly was their thought process behind all this? Sit on their hands and wait until the artifact drops on their lap? Throw the most retarded of Mr. B’s minions at it and see if she can find it? That’s a bold strategy, let’s see if it pays off for them.

I kept waiting for Quinn to at least try to use the few brain cells she hadn’t fried with drugs in her past life to try to investigate this, but she never did. I mean, there is no real mystery in this story, no plot Quinn has to puzzle over. She just stumbles from one deus ex machina event to another (and even jokes about it, ha-ha) until she is miraculously alive in the end. And by the way, the author never even tells us how she manages that particular feat, probably because she ran out of ideas on how to make it plausible.

In the end, I was mostly irritated by the story and couldn’t care less who ended up with the magical dildo. Also, why would anyone even want this thing in the first place? It’s cursed. Whatever fleeting bliss it gives you, you forget the moment it’s over, so what’s the point? 

More importantly, I grew more and more irritated with Quinn, to the point that I didn’t even care how the story would have ended. I mean Quinn tells us halfway through that she survived to tell the tale, so even that suspense is gone out of the narrative.

As it stands, I have no desire to pick up the next book in the series.  I believe that Siobhan Quinn and I will be parting ways right here.

Dark Space by Rob Hart

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DNF at 50%

I love good science fiction or space opera novels. I love space exploration and humanity spreading to the other planets of our solar system before reaching for the stars. So this book should have been right up my alley, right? Well, I’m sad to say that it’s been a massive disappointment instead.

The book is split into two POVs from two characters located in different places – one is on a starship going for an inhabitable planet orbiting another star, and the other is on the Moon. While I liked the Moon storyline well enough, the whole deal with the starship left me frustrated to indifferent. 

I was frustrated with the absurdity of the premise and how all the characters behaved there. Are you telling me that the captain and most of the crew would choose to cover up an attempt to not only sabotage their mission but to destroy the ship and kill them all? That they would retract the transmission to Earth, falsify the investigation results, and act like those who question them are crazy or insubordinate? This makes no sense.

And when I wasn’t frustrated with characters acting like stupid children, I was bored because I could care less for them. Because they have less substance than a cardboard cutout.

The conspiracy on the Moon was more interesting, even if the protagonist there wasn’t very likable either but the main issue there is that I didn’t buy into the premise or the stakes of the story.

The author hints that this is not the near future, so it’s not like this is happening 20-30 years from now. Humanity has a functional base on the Moon. There is talk of space stations and even a foothold on Mars… yet we are still being divided along national lines? Why would a person born on the Moon care about Russia or US or China’s interests versus the interests of the Moon?

In that respect, The Expanse series did politics so much better. Forget national interests. People defend and identify with places they are born in. That’s why we have Earth and Mars at odds with each other, and the Belters squabble and scrape and never quite manage to unite. That makes sense. What we have in this book? Not so much. 

In the end, I stopped reading because I realized that I didn’t care to discover who tried to sabotage the mission or why. And I didn’t care AT ALL about the first contact with an alien civilization whose individuals conveniently speak English. That the tepid interest I had in the Moon storyline didn’t justify wasting more of my time on this book.

There are other excellent space opera books out there, but this one just isn’t for me.

PS: I received an advanced copy of this book via Netgalley in exchange for an honest review.