*Note: Please excuse the error in the title… I was probably half-asleep when I made it, tbh
Seventeen-year-old Alice and her mother have spent most of Alice’s life on the road, always a step ahead of the uncanny bad luck biting at their heels. But when Alice’s grandmother, the reclusive author of a cult-classic book of pitch-dark fairy tales, dies alone on her estate, the Hazel Wood, Alice learns how bad her luck can really get: her mother is stolen away―by a figure who claims to come from the Hinterland, the cruel supernatural world where her grandmother’s stories are set. Alice’s only lead is the message her mother left behind: “Stay away from the Hazel Wood.”
Alice has long steered clear of her grandmother’s cultish fans. But now she has no choice but to ally with classmate Ellery Finch, a Hinterland superfan who may have his own reasons for wanting to help her. To retrieve her mother, Alice must venture first to the Hazel Wood, then into the world where her grandmother’s tales began―and where she might find out how her own story went so wrong.
Rating: 4 stars.
Warning: mild spoilers!
“When Alice was born, her eyes were black from end to end, and the midwife didn’t stay long enough to wash her.”
I found this to be a lush, captivating read, with flawed (and I mean VERY FLAWED) main characters and a brilliantly woven dark fantasy world. Judging from the ratings and reviews, however, I believe I’m in the minority? Apparently, this book was heavily publicized, but I wasn’t aware of the hype at all, which may have led me to judge the book more favorably when I finished reading it.
(Because of course, there’s nothing more miserable than having an incredibly-hyped read crush all of a bookworm’s expectations to dirt.)
(Also, oh my lord, that cover is GORGEOUS. I am in love. *endless heart eyes*)
In prose as magical and intricate as the tale it tells, Timothée de Fombelle delivers an unforgettable story of a first love that defines a lifetime.
Joshua Pearl comes from a world that we no longer believe in — a world of fairy tale. He knows that his great love waits for him there, but he is stuck in an unfamiliar time and place — an old-world marshmallow shop in Paris on the eve of World War II. As his memories begin to fade, Joshua seeks out strange objects: tiny fragments of tales that have already been told, trinkets that might possibly help him prove his own story before his love is lost forever. Sarah Ardizzone and Sam Gordon translate the original French into a work both luminous and layered, enabling Timothée de Fombelle’s modern fairy tale to thrum with magic. Brimming with romance and history, mystery and adventure, this ode to the power of memory, storytelling, and love will ensnare any reader’s imagination and every reader’s heart.
Rating: 2.5 marshmallow-y stars
Who could have guessed that she used to be a fairy?
I adore fairy tales, and this is basically the fairy tale OF ALL FAIRY TALES. It has practically three different plots mish-mashed into one very dense storyline. Though undeniably a creative twist, this makes the book more than a little difficult to follow (particularly for someone as daft as me).
Basically: there was a prince and a fairy, both madly in love. There was magic. There was a wicked king, a 14-year-old narrator, a war with green cloaked archer assassins, and a marshmallow shop. (The marshmallows sounded delicious, by the way.) THERE WERE SO MANY DIFFERENT THINGS AND I AM ALL THE CONFUSION.
I know this tag is super outdated but no judgement plz, I’m late to everything else in life so this honestly shouldn’t be a surprise. :’)
(Obviously I would be figuratively rewriting all these books because no matter how much I like to dish out 1-star ratings, my own “writing” basically consists of me slamming my head on the keyboard and hoping something coherent comes out.)
ANYWAYS, the rules are: (1) Go to your “read” shelf on Goodreads, (2) Categorize them under “Random”*, (3) Pick the first 3 books that appear, and (4) Repeat 4 times more, & (5) Judge away!!
*This sounds easy, but because I’m a naturally daft person, it took me forever to find the “randomizer” button. I spent a good fifteen minutes scrolling through Goodreads and then gave up and consulted the all-knowing Google. *shrugs*
In Korea, the white chrysanthemum represents the flower of death, of mourning, of the grave. But in this book, the chrysanthemum represents the death of innocence: the brutal stripping away of one young girl’s hopes and dreams.
Oh my goodness, I’m so bad at this award thing. I was nominated for it practically EONS ago, but…. procrastination. *hides*
Thanks to the Steph @ Lost: Purple Quill for nominating me for this award. She’s basically the equivalent of the happy sun emoji, so hop on over to her blog and immerse yourself in her greatness!! (Okayyy that sounded really weird, but you get my point. SHE’S GREAT.)
I love classifying readers according to their ice cream preferences.* Deeply philosophical stuff, really. It tells you so much about them.* HELP ME I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO POST HELP I thought this was such an incredibly ingenious idea; it’s not like this quiz hasn’t done 1049290 times before. HELP ME I’M STUCK IN THE […]