24 Following

My Books and Me

I love reading. Which boils down to the fact I will read, to be honest, pretty much anything. I enjoy a wide range of genres, and prefer not to limit myself with preconceived notions about a book based on it’s genre. I do tend to gravitate towards fantasy a lot. I also find books with a political slant appealing, most particularly of the dystopian variety, but my interest is broader than that would suggest. I enjoy a lot of classics (well, who doesn’t – a book has to be pretty darn good to stand the test of time and remain popular with generation after generation of readers). I like historical fiction, contemporary fiction, sci fi, thrillers, mysteries, horror, children’s fiction, and even the occasional romance. Pretty much the only thing I actively avoid would be erotica. Of course, that doesn’t mean I like every book I read ever. It just means I will give most books a chance. Sometimes this can cause a lot of frustration, because I can end up reading a lot of not-so-great books. Particularly with so much self-published material out there these days. There are some real gems out there, but sometimes you have to wade through a lot of detritus to find them. And even some of the rubbish contains much to redeem it, and I find myself wishing the author had had the benefit of a skilled editor, because there is so much promise there that failed to deliver. I should make clear, I am no writer myself. I sometimes feel guilty judging the works of others harshly when it is still vastly superior to anything I could write. On the other hand, I think it does the author no favours to give false praise. I believe criticism is something we all learn from, and can lead us to better achievements. So when I review I try to err on the side of frank criticism where I feel it is warranted. This is not meant to offend, but inform. I may not be able to write fiction myself, but I am quite capable of assessing my own enjoyment of it – and that is what I intend to express.

Currently reading

Death Comes to Pemberley
P.D. James
The Ladies' Paradise (Les Rougon-Macquart, #11)
Émile Zola
Under the Dome
Stephen King
Son of a Witch (Wicked Years, #2)
Gregory Maguire

The Obsidian Mirror

The Obsidian Mirror - Catherine Fisher Too many books these days seem to be unfinished, as if having a series of books means that no individual one can hold a complete story. Refreshingly, this book does not fall into that category. It manages to tell a complete story, whilst still leaving just enough dangling threads to make the second in the series feel like a must have. That fact alone, in this day and age, is enough for me to give a high star rating to the book. It would be selling it short, however, to suggest that is the only reason I give it 5 stars.

The Obsidian Mirror very quickly drew me in. It moves at quite a pace, which fits the story very well. Events are happening in a short space of time (even as they happen in different times), and I really liked that the pacing of the story reflected this. I felt, as the reader, I was learning about the characters in parallel to them learning about each other. Their questions were my questions, and each answer propelled me along with them.

The page here on goodreads provides a perfectly good synopsis, so I won't repeat that information here. Suffice to say I found the setting, so evocatively described, to be enchanting and intriguing. The story felt original, whilst drawing upon familiar ideas. The characters were engaging. The end was satisfying. And I can't wait to start on the second book!