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Jameyanne Rereads Harry Potter 2019 Edition: Half-Blood Prince and Deathly Hallows

Last week, I finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, completing this year’s reread of the Harry Potter series. I have so enjoyed this reread, as I enjoy it every year, but I have particularly enjoyed writing down all my thoughts as I read the books and sharing those thoughts with you. I hope you’ve enjoyed reading them.

If you’re just joining in now, you can find my thoughts on Sorcerer’s Stone and Chamber of Secrets here and Prisoner of Azkaban, Goblet of Fire, and Order of the Phoenix here.

So here are my random thoughts on the last two books in the series. As always, there will be spoilers, so if you haven’t read the books and don’t want to be spoiled, stop reading now.

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

I really love the opening chapter of this book, “The Other Minister.” It not only does an excellent job of catching the reader up on what has happened since Voldemort revealed himself at the ministry at the end of Order of the Phoenix and how the whole world has changed since then, but it also is just a great Muggle perspective of the wizarding world we have become so accustomed to by now. It’s a really great opening to the book.

“Spinner’s End” is also a great chapter, and I think it’s interesting whether you know or do not know the truth about Snape. The first time I read it, I definitely took it as confirmation of Snape actually being on Voldemort’s side, which I think was a big part of the point. Rereading it now that I know all the truth, it’s really cool to see how well Snape acts, particularly when you consider that Wormtail is living with him, and he must hate Wormtail as much as he hated Sirius (it was Wormtail, really, who got Lily killed after all). I do wonder about Wormtail’s presence though. He isn’t important to the rest of the plot of this book, so I kind of feel like he’s there to remind the reader that he exists before he reappears in the seventh book.

I love how everything about this book exudes a darker tone and how Harry and his friends are treated much more like adults. Like when Harry first arrives at the Burrow, the conversation he has with Molly Weasley while he’s eating soup is a much more adult conversation than any in previous books. Same goes for his feeling that he can confide his suspicions about Malfoy to Arthur. We see it in how Diagen Alley has changed too, and that everything at Hogwarts seems more tense. Poor Hannah Abbott!

This brings me to the point about the sixth book that annoys me. Harry just becomes obsessed with Draco Malfoy and what he’s up to, to the exclusion of everything else. For one thing, it feels like a repeat of the first book when they’re convinced that Snape is trying to steal the sorcerer’s stone, except this time there’s barely any proof that Malfoy is up to anything bad, at least for a good chunk of the book. And the problem isn’t so much that Harry is obsessed. The problem is that he’s right. It just irks me.

Harry also becomes an annoying person around the Half-Blood Prince’s potions book, and he winds up doing a lot of things that feel totally outside his character. Like in Order of the Phoenix he is really upset when he sees how his father bullied Snape and hears that his father walked around Hogwarts jinxing people who annoyed him. And in this book, Harry is totally fine with trying out the Prince’s pretty gruesome spells on Crabbe and Filch, just because he can. This is actually kind of an interesting point, because as annoying as I find it, it’s kind of a cool point to show how much Harry trusts Snape (the book actually makes this point at the end).

If Malfoy wasn’t in Hogsmeade because he was in detention, how did he put Madam Rosmerta under the imperius curse? I assume he used an accomplice, like Harry said when he, Ron, and Hermione are debating the necklace incident. But a lot of the specifics of how malfoy’s plan came together get answered in the end, and this doesn’t.

Another thing that annoys me about this book is that while it’s cool to learn about Voldemort’s past, it isn’t really an interesting backstory. He’s a sociopath. He’s been a sociopath for forever. Personally,I prefer villains who have a reason—even a bad reason—for being villains. But maybe that’s just me. That being said, eleven-year-old Voldemort is quite creepy.

Okay, so while I like a lot of the elements of this book, it doesn’t feel as well put together as the earlier books in the series, particularly in the middle. It’s just kind of messy.

I appreciate that Dumbledore gives Harry a talking to about not getting the memory. He deserved that one hundred percent.

Dumbledore and Voldemort’s meeting is really fascinating.

If I wrote fanfic, I would most definitely write the Slughorn Christmas Party between Tom Riddle leaving school and Voldemort showing his true colors in which it’s obvious to Dumbledore that he’s a bad guy, but they’ve both been invited and have to make civil conversation while actually hating each other.

So if I have my timeline right, which I may not, the defense against the dark arts job has been jinxed for like forty years? Wow.

Ugh I hate that Harry uses sectumsempra on Malfoy. I like it for the story, but I hate it for Harry. It makes me so uncomfortable and angry with him, which is totally the point.

A lot of people hate on the Harry and Ginny romantic pairing. I don’t hate it, but I don’t absolutely love it either. I think part of the reason why is that we don’t spend a lot of time with them as a couple to really get attached to it and be upset when Harry breaks it off to protect her. There’s also a lot of telling and not showing that happens both with the buildup to the relationship and the relationship itself. I know having characters be happy is hard to write, but instead of just saying over and over again that Harry is happier than he’s been in a while, show us. And while Ginny is certainly more developed in the books than the movies, she’s still always kept outside important things like knowledge about the prophecy and the horcruxes, and that all stops me from really getting behind their relationship.

I don’t really like Harry exploding at Dumbledore about Snape being the one who told Voldemort about the prophecy. It makes complete sense based on everything we know about Harry and Snape, but hasn’t he exploded at Dumbledore enough for the series?

I think after this reread, I would say Half-Blood Prince is probably my least favorite of the books, for all the reasons I’ve mentioned so far. I just don’t like hanging out with Harry as much when he’s so obsessive, I don’t like that he’s right, I think the plot is in general weaker, and I wish Voldemort’s backstory was more interesting and not just Voldemort was born evil and just became more evil.

That being said, the climax of this book is awesome and creepy and then terrifying and then heartbreaking, and it leads into the seventh book so well.

Speaking of, it’s a good thing none of the horcruxes they track down in the seventh book are protected the way the cave is. If they had to search through thin air for magic like Dumbledore does, they would never get there.

I know Dumbledore drinking the potion is more dramatic, but seriously would it be against Voldemort’s cave rules to fill the cup with potion and just dump it on the ground or vanish it once it’s in the cup or whatever?

Malfoy must be good at the imperius curse to keep Rosmerta acting so normally all the time. Harry doesn’t do so well himself in the seventh book.

This must be a really interesting book from Dumbledore’s perspective, because he spent a lot of time this year trying to keep Harry off Malfoy and Snape’s trail—not that he does a very good job of it—but still.

This is another one of those endings where I hope every time that it will be different.

The end of this book is a little like a recap of the whole series, which works really well as a lead into the seventh book, which ditches the school-year formula the first six books have followed.

And I just love that Ron and Hermione continue to stand with Harry all the way.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

The first chapter of this book is so, so creepy. It sets the tone well. And I love how from then on, things just take off and don’t stop.

I always wondered why Harry, Ron, and Hermione didn’t bring at least one cauldron with them. Like it wouldn’t have been that farfetched that they would need to make some potions.

HEDWIG!!!! Why? I mean, I know why, don’t answer that. But it makes me so, so sad! Poor Hedwig!

And Moody! It’s wild how so much of us getting attached to Moody happened in the fourth book when he wasn’t Moody. But losing him is still just so awful!

So when Hermione is sorting books, she puts Numerology and Grammatica on one pile of books and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts on the other, and I can’t figure out which pile she put which on. Again, I wish I knew more about arithmancy. Also why in the world is she indecisive about Break with a Banshee? Trash it already.

Not a big deal but I always wondered what happened to Crookshanks and Pigwidgeon when the three go off on their quest for horcruxes.

I would love to know Mrs. Weasley’s feelings on Harry and Ginny and the fact that they were dating and are now broken up.

I love how J. K. Rowling keeps the tension up through the scenes at the Burrow and on to the wedding and the aftermath. Things just continue to be really tense even when they’re in Grimauld Place trying to find the locket. And of course the sequence at the Ministry is just great.

It’s never quite clear to me if the reason the Death Eaters are hanging out outside Grimauld Place is because they know Harry owns the house or because they’ve been saying Voldemort’s name. You’d think there would be more out there if it was because they were saying the name. Because they would know for sure that they were in there.

Also when did Ron start saying Voldemort’s name? He was always so strongly against it, and all of a sudden he’s saying it.

Kreacher’s tale is horrifying.

I’m really curious why any muggle borns would turn themselves in to the Ministry for questioning. Like they at least should be aware of muggle history, right? Whatever the reason, the interrogation of muggleborns scene is really scary.

I really hope the Cattermoles made it out of the Ministry. I want to know what happened to them.

Also, I’m curious if Mr.Weasley puts two and two together and realizes that he wasn’t talking to Runcorn once he knows that there were intruders in the Ministry.

And of course, Umbridge is the worst.

The thing I love about the sequence in the Ministry is that it calls back so much to the fifth book. It’s yet another example of just how well put-together these books are.

A week or so ago, while we were playing trivia, I was talking with my friends about wizarding religion. Wizards celebrate Christmas, but it’s very secular. There is Easter break, but there isn’t any celebration of Easter beyond Mrs. Weasley sending the kids Easter eggs. Usually the Easter holidays is the time when the schoolwork ramps up, and we get into the climax of the book. But it was never religious. Students didn’t usually go home (Deathly Hallows is the exception and who can blame them), and there wasn’t even Easter dinner at Hogwarts. So there really isn’t a lot of religion in the wizarding world. There’s possibly some religion at Dumbledore’s funeral and at Bill and Fleur’s wedding, but the line between magical ceremonies and religious ceremonies is blurry. On the other hand, when Harry buries Moody’s eye, he marks the tree with a cross. I wonder if that’s a wizarding thing or if it’s because of Harry’s muggle upbringing.

And now we come to the point that seems most contentious, at least in my circle of Harry Potter fans: the time they spend in the tent. I know so many people who dislike this book for this segment, even call it Harry Potter and the Neverending Camping Trip. I admit that things can be a bit slow at this point in the book, but I don’t dislike it. The truth is they don’t know where the other horcruxes are, they’re in real danger all the time, they’re struggling to find food, and feeling isolated from the rest of the wizarding world and abandoned by Dumbledore. This is really important to their journey throughout the rest of the book. Cutting away from Harry’s point of view at this point and showing us what’s going on in the rest of the wizarding world wouldn’t, as a couple of friends think, solve the problem. For one thing, it feels like a cheat to get away from a part of the book that I imagine was difficult to write and certainly isn’t the easiest to get through. We’ve never left Harry’s point of view in the middle of the book before except in his visions of Voldemort, which are still his point of view, and those couple of times in the first book when we got Ron’s and Hermione’s perspectives during the quidditch games for some reason. So cutting away from Harry now would feel unnatural, and personally it would have annoyed me as a reader. Second, and I’ve expressed this view before, I hate it when the reader knows things that the main characters don’t—unless there’s some deliberate dramatic irony thing going on. It would make it much harder to connect with Harry and his feelings of isolation and abandonment if we, the readers, know what’s going on out there. So no, the tent isn’t the best part of the book, , but it’s an important part of the book. Rant over.

Actually, not quite over, because this is the part where I tell you of my vision of a Netflix original adaptation of the Harry Potter books. I think in that form, we could see more of the wider wizarding world throughout the course of the whole story and it would feel much more natural than it would in the books. Also, like, Netflix originals are so good I would love to see them adapt the Harry Potter books.

I’m so mad at Ron for leaving, but it feels totally natural. Remember Goblet of Fire?

Okay, so they can’t make good fooc out of nothing, but they can visit supermarkets and they have a bag of holding. So why don’t they buy enough food to last a while? Like once they realize this is a problem, they should plan ahead.

The Godric’s Hollow sequence is great every time. So many feelings. So terrifying.

I get that Harry has doubts about Dumbledore, but I’m always surprised that the source of those doubts is Rita Skeeter, after how she twisted the truth about Harry, Hermione, and Hagrid back in Goblet of Fire. Okay, so some of what Rita wrote about was true, like Hagrid was half-giant, and Harry’s scar did hurt him, but most of it was completely made up or so twisted it was unrecognizable. Hermione reminds Harry of this a couple times when they’re talking about Dumbledore, but it never occurs to Harry that Rita Skeeter might just be wrong. Okay so there’s no skating around the for-the–greater-good letter between Dumbledore and Grindlewald, but on the other hand who’s to say Rita Skeeter couldn’t fake that too? I’m just saying while I understand that Harry has doubts about Dumbledore throughout the course of this book, and it’s perfectly natural and a really good character journey for him, I wish he didn’t accept Rita Skeeter’s version of events so readily.

Ron’s totably right. Why didn’t Harry take the horcrux off before diving into the pond? It seems like a stupid move given that they know the horcrux can be sort of alive at times. A sentence explanation could solve this problem.

I like the bits when both Harry and Hermione express frustration with their new wands, because they don’t work right. Only aside from complaining, they generaally seem to do fine with them.

Xenophilius Lovegood is heartbreaking. He just wants to save Luna. Also awful because he betrays Harry but still heartbreaking.

Not gonna lie, I would love to see the scene when the Death Eaters take Luna off the Hogwarts Express. Was the train stopped halfway back to London? Do Ginny and Neville and other members of Dumbledore’s Army put up a fight? Or did the Death Eaters wait until they got to Kings Cross and grab her on the platform or even out in the muggle station when she was alone?

Of all the encounters they’ve had with Death Eaters so far, the sequence at Malfoy Manor is by far the most terrifying.

DOBBY!!! NO!!! I cry every time, particularly when Harry writes “Here lies Dobby, a free elf” on the headstone. I’m crying now just writing about it. Poor Dobby!

Harry says that the Death Eaters will know that Hermione snapped his wand by using priori incantatem, and okay, maybe, but that was months ago, and she’s been doing that set of protective spells every day since (or almost every day, since harry complains his wand doesn’t work as well). Would the Death Eaters really have the patience to wade back through all that magic to get there? I feel like they should be more worried about the fact that the Death Eaters will know what their protective spells are. The Death Eaters could certainly deduce that Harry doesn’t have the phoenix feather wand anymore, given that none of the wands taken from Harry, Ron, and Hermione match Olivander’s description.

Once you hit Gringotts in this book, it’s sort of the point of no return. You can’t stop.

I love how so much of the Gringotts break-in harkens back to the earlier books, particularly the first book when everything was so happy and innocent.

I love the scene in the room of requirement. It really ties everything together so nicely. And it’s really fun seeing everyone back together.

The battle of Hogwarts is the most epic.

FRED!!!

I don’t know why but the image of Professor Trelawney throwing crystal balls at Death Eaters has always been really funny to me.

I feel silly, but this is the first time when I actually realized the moment when Ron looks for Crookshanks to stop the whomping willow so they can get through to the shrieking shack and Hermione says “Are you a wizard or what?” is a callback to the moment when Hermione panics over the devil’s snare in the first book and looks for wood to start a fire and Ron says “Are you a witch or what?” I love it!

Lupin! Tonks! Nooo!

The sequence of Snape’s memories is probably one of my favorite sequences in the whole series. I know there’s a lot of debate around this. Snape is a horrible, abusive person to Harry, and he should in no way be forgiven for that. I don’t get behind the idea that he was a stalker to Lily. I read this chapter as he genuinely loved her. And it’s all just so sad!

Pause for a small anecdote: When these books were first coming out, it always took almost a month for the Braille version to be printed and shipped after the print version had come out. So I had the fourth, fifth, and sixth books spoiled for me (when I started the series, the first three had already been published). For the seventh book, National Braille Press was able to work things out with the publisher so they could have an advance copy and the Braille book was on my doorstep by 10:00 AM of release day. Still, my older brother got it at midnight, so by noon or 1:00 or something, he was already finished, and I was still in the beginning middle when he called me. Now we’d been having a longstanding debate about whether Harry was going to die or not. My older brother was positive Harry was going to die. I vehemently objected to the idea, and I used the fact that Voldemort took Harry’s blood as proof. So my older brother calls me up on Deathly Hallows release day, and he’s finished the book, and I haven’t, and all I want is to discover it myself and not be spoiled. And he says, “Jameyanne, we were both right.” And before he could say more I hung up. So I got through Deathly Hallows without being spoiled, and yes, we were both right.

Colin!

Actually I have something to say about Colin dying beyond just wailing. I’ve mentioned this before in other posts, but i feel like by the time we get to Colin, it’s just too much, and it doesn’t matter, and it should. I don’t know. Like this all should be messy and people should die, because otherwise it doesn’t mean anything, and it’s unrealistic if it’s all so clean and neat, but it just feels like too much death around this point (though admittedly that depends on the mood I’m in when I’m reading this particular sequence).

Harry’s walk into the forest is just so tense and full of feelings.

The quote “Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?” has always been one of my favorites in the series. But then again, I’m one of those people with whole worlds in my head, and I totally approve of the idea that they are still real.

There are just so many amazing epic moments after Harry comes back. Neville! Oh Neville is just great! And Molly is amazing!

Just one question though, how does Bellatrix know that Fred is dead? She wasn’t there. Is there like some running Death Eater score board or something we don’t know about?

The first time I read this, I wished for a more climactic duel between Harry and Voldemort. Now I think it’s perfect. Harry honestly doesn’t have the skill to battle Voldemort, Voldemort isn’t interested in  a protracted fight, and Harry taunting Voldemort with what he knows and Voldemort doesn’t understand is all amazing. Particularly when you contrast this with all Harry’s previous encounters with Voldemort, when he’s always been on the defensive and been terrified. It’s just a great moment of realizing the character development.

Voldemort referring to himself in the third person is always just kind of funny to me. Like it’s not a funny scene at all, but whenever Voldemort says something like “Lord Voldemort is happy,” or “Lord Voldemort is angry,” or “how can you dream of knowing more than Lord Voldemort” (these are not exact quotes), I crack up.

Oh I just love this ending! All of it! But especially Peeves!

I know a lot of people hate the epilogue. But I like it.

Every time I finish this series, I always need to take some time to mourn the fact that it’s over. But I’ll always be able to go back and reread them again next year.

Beartown Review

Cover of Beartown by Fredrik BackmanLast month, I read Beartown by Fredrik Backman. I read And Every Morning The Way Home Gets Longer and Longer by Fredrik Backman at the end of last year, and I absolutely adored it, so when a book reviewer I like on YouTube recommended this one, I was excited to give it a try. And I was not disappointed. Beartown may be one of my favorites from the whole year so far, and since I’m inching up on the library waiting list for the sequel, I wanted to tell you about it.

Beartown is a dying town in the middle of the forest. The industry has moved away, and they’re slowly losing ground to the trees. Things aren’t developing. Their only hope of survival as a town is their junior hockey team, which is poised to win national semifinals. If they win the national finals, then the hockey league might invest in a school in their town and revitalize everything. But at the after party for the semifinals game, the star hockey player violently rapes the team manager’s fifteen-year-old daughter. We’re not talking about an iffy situation where there’s any question of consent here. It’s violent.

The book is told from the point of view of the town, or rather, all the key townspeople involved in hockey and this particular event, as they deal with the consequences of the rape. The reactions are what you would expect. Half the town villifies the girl, and the other half supports her. But the way this is written, and the focus on the consequences for the town of this one act, is so incredibly well-done.

A quick warning, which you’ve probably figured out, this book is pretty heavy. It deals with rape, and it doesn’t shy away from it. There are some graphic scenes. If that’s a problem, this might not be the book for you.

But this was an absolutely fabulous book. The writing was stellar and vivid and so real. And it dealt with these really difficult issues with sensitivity and realism. Things built up so well, and the tension got so thick it was oppressive. I won’t spoil anything, but the ending was exactly what I wanted it to be. I actually stayed up all night reading this one because once I hit the halfway point of the book, I couldn’t put it down. As I said, this is one of my favorites of 2019 so far, and even though I read it over a month ago, I can’t get it out of my head (in a good way).

The only quibble I have with this book, and only a law student or lawyer would take issue with this, is that it is totally unrealistic for the girl’s mother, who’s an attorney, to be representing her in the case against the hockey player. It just wouldn’t happen. But honestly that’s a small thing and I can ignore it because it lends so many feelings to the story.

Like I said, there is a sequel, and I am really excited to read it, but the book could stand alone quite well (and there’s a distinct possibility that it should. I’ll let you know.).

But really I can’t say enough good things about this book. I never thought I would love a book that is so centered on hockey, but I do. It’s an amazing story, and I feel like everyone should go get a copy and read it. Read it right now.

If you have read Beartown, I would love to know what you thought about it. And if you haven’t, seriously go read it now.

Caliban’s War Review

Cover of Caliban's War by James S. A. CoreyIt’s been more than a week, but I’m finally back with my thoughts on the second Expanse book, Caliban’s War by James S. A. Corey. Because this is a review of the second book in a series, there will be spoilers for the first book. I can’t help that. So if you haven’t read the first book in the series and you think you might pick these up, read on at your own risk. You can also check out my review for the first book, Leviathan Wakes, over here.

Caliban’s War picks up a year and a half after the end of Leviathan Wakes. Earth and Mars are on the brink of war; Holden and the crew of the Rocinante are working for the Outer Planets Alliance; and everybody is watching Venus, which is doing some weird things. Then someone releases a human modified with the protomoleckle onto Ganymede, and everything explodes. Mars and Earth tip ever closer to war, and Ganymede, the breadbasket of the solar system, swings toward a total chaotic collapse. Holden quits working for the OPA and instead joins forces with a botanist from Ganymede whose five-year-old daughter was kidnapped at the same time the protomolecule was released on Ganymede.

At the same time, Bobbie Draper, a Martian marine who witnessed the first attack on Ganymede, joins forces with a high-level U.N. operative, Avasarala, to try and stop imminent war between Earth and Mars.

This book is really fast and exciting. As with the first book in the series, I loved the world building, but in this book Holden finally got some good character development, and the plot really pulled me in. It had both the personal stakes, the missing child, and the galactic stakes, the protomolecule threatening to destroy all of the everything. Also, there was a ton of political intrigue, and I loved watching Avasarala and Bobbie moving through that world and pretty much just kicking butt all the time.

In short, this was the book that really drew me into the series, and now I’m really excited to get the next one and see what happens.

April Reading Roundup

Collage of the covers of the seven books I read in April: The Bane Chronicles, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, The Street, When Dimple Met Rishi, A Man for All Seasons, City of Ghosts, and The GrownupApril has come to an end, and so has the semester. Hurray!

Do to a number of circumstances—classes wrapping up, finals, getting sick again, applying for the bar, and of course revising my book—I only read seven books in April. All in all, it was a pretty good mix of books. I’ve posted full reviews for all but one of them, so I’m not going to go into too much detail here.

Speaking of which, I’ve really enjoyed writing longer, individual reviews for the books I’m reading, and I’m planning to keep it up. But I’d love to know if you’re enjoying them too, if there’s anything I can do to make them better or more helpful, or if you absolutely hate them. Please give me some feedback.

Onto the books.

I started April with The Bane Chronicles by Cassandra Clare, Sarah Rees Brennan, and Maureen Johnson. This is a short story collection focusing on Magnus Bane, an important character in Cassandra Care’s Mortal Instruments books, and one who recurs across her other shadowhunter series. This book was a ton of fun, and if you like Clare’s shadowhunter stuff, I’d definitely recommend this. If you’re thinking of trying out Clare’s work for the first time, this probably isn’t the place to start. It might be confusing. But up to you. My full review is here.

Next, I read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by J. K. Rowling. I love how every time I reread these books my favorites shift. I used to really like this book, but now feel it isn’t as strong as some of the others. That being said, it’s still Harry Potter, and it will always be close to my heart, so don’t you dare criticize it. I didn’t finish Deathly Hallows in April, but I did finish it May 1, so keep an eye out for my thoughts on these last two books. In the meantime, I finally posted my random thoughts on Sorcerer’s Stone and Chamber of Secrets here and Prisoner of Azkaban, Goblet of Fire, and Order of the Phoenix here. Be warned, there are spoilers.

Next I read The Street by Ann Petry. This was our April book club selection. It’s the story of a single mother trying to raise her son and better her life in 1940s Harlem. It’s so powerful and heartbreaking, and I loved it. Everyone should absolutely read this book. Go read it now!

After that, I read When Dimple Met Rishi by Sandhya Menon. This is a YA contemporary romance book, about two Indian-American kids at a pre-college app-development summer program, and their parents are trying to set them up to get married. I really liked the first half of this, and then it kind of fell flat for me, but it was still definitely an enjoyable read. My half-gushy, half-ranty thoughts are here, and if you’ve read this I would love to know what you think of it.

Next, I took an evening to read A Man for All Seasons by Robert Bolt. I had to read this for my legal profession class, and so I’m not going to write a full review of it, because you don’t want to hear about whether Sir Thomas Moore was a good or ethical lawyer c(I personally think he was pretty stupid, actually). But it was a really interesting play, and I’m glad I read it. I hear the movie is good, too, but it cuts out the character of the Common Man, which strikes me as sad because he was such a great character.

Next, I read City of Ghosts by Victoria Schwab. I loved her Shades of Magic series, so when I found out she was writing a middle grade series I was all over this. Cass’s parenss are TV ghost hunters. But Cass can actually see ghosts. Adventures ensue. It is great fun, and just my level of creepy. I definitely recommend.

And I finished off April with The Grownup by Gillian Flynn. This was our last book club selection for the school year, but I hope not our last book club book ever. I think we’ve decided to go on over skype or something, and I am very glad. I’ve read Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn, and it wasn’t my type of fiction. I like to have at least one character in a book that I can cheer for, and Gone Girl did not have that. The Grown-Up was so short that I didn’t have time to really dislike anybody, which was a definite advantage. It was also so short that it was easy to fit into finals studying—I think I read it in an hour. I was surprised, but I actually really liked it.

And that’s it for April. Please do let me know what you think of the individual book reviews I’ve been doing, and if you’ve read any of these books, I’d be happy to talk about them in more detail.

The Grownup Review

Cover of The Grownup by Gillian FlynnMy last book of April was another fast and furious read, easy to squeeze in as a study break. Our final law school book club selection was The Grownup by Gillian Flynn. I say final book club pick, but we’ve actually decided to continue on using skype or google hangouts after law school ends, which I am very happy about. I will wax poetical about how much I love this book club at a later date.

The Grownup definitely fell into the category of books that I was surprised that I liked. I read Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn a few years ago, and I wasn’t a huge fan for a number of reasons. But I really enjoyed The Grownup.

This book was originally published as a short story in an anthology, but was republished later as its own book. So it was really short, and really easy to read in one sitting in between studying for copyright and legal profession.

Because it’s so short, it’s hard to give a good description without spoiling the whole thing, but I’ll do my best. Our main character is basically a con artist, and her current occupation is being a psychic, among other things. So when Susan comes into the shop complaining of a troubled teenaged stepson that may be caused by a haunted house, our protagonist (whose name I am totally forgetting) goes to “cleanse” the house, make some money, whatever. Then she sees the house, meets the exceptionally creepy teenage boy, and is faced with the very real possibility that he may indeed be possessed by the house. And I can’t say more than this.

I liked how short this was. The writing was really good, and the characters were sharp and vivid and quirky. The twists, because of course there are twists, were all really twisty.

I will say the ending wasn’t entirely satisfying. It was open-ended, which wasn’t the problem, but it just dicn’t make a ton of sense given the circumstances. I wish one of three things had been the case: (1) the book had ended a few pages earlier than it did, (2) the current ending was set up a bit more in the earlier part of the story, or (3) the current ending was stretched out just a bit more to allow the readers to settle into it a bit more.

One of the things that we talked about in book club this week is how Gillian Flynn plays with genres and tropes in this book. We get like supernatural gothic, creepy child, evil stepmother, and a whole bunch more. It was really fun to see all of them turned on their head.

On the whole, this was a fast and creepy book, and I’m still thinking about it even though I read it a week ago. It’s haunting, but in a good way. If you like genre-bendy mysteries and particularly short ones, this may be the book for you.

I’ll be back soon with a rundown of everything I read in April and more fun Harry Potter notes, but in the meantime, have you read The Grownup? Do you agree with my assessment?

City of Ghosts Review

Hello from the other side of finals. Almost. I still have a final project for my governing virtual worlds class to finish up, but the exams are done, and they’re always the roughest.

Cover of City of Ghosts by Victoria SchwabLast week, I read City of Ghosts by Victoria Schwab. I read her Shades of Magic series two summers ago, and I loved it, so when I found out she’s working on a middle grade series I was so excited, and I was not disappointed.

Cassidy Blake’s parents co-write books that are half history, half ghost story, and now they’re taking Cassidy on a whirlwind summer of the world’s most haunted cities for a TV show. Cassidy’s parents don’t really believe in ghosts, but Cassidy does. Because a year ago, she was in an accident where she nearly drowngh, and a ghost saved her. That ghost is name Jacob, and he’s now Cass’s best friend. So Cass, her parents, her ghost friend, and their cranky cat are off to Edinburgh Scotland for some good old-fashioned haunted city fun times. Cass explores the city, getting to see the birthplace of Harry Potter (I’m jealous), and all the creepy graveyards and catacombs (less jealous because they are sooo creepy). But she gets more than that. She meets a new friend who tells her what she is now that she can see ghosts and what she’s supposed to do with that power. And there’s an evil child-kidnapping ghost after her. Cassidy has to confront the ghost with her new powers or her own life might be in danger. Again.

This was a great read. It was fast and fun, and just my right level of creepy. I really loved Cass and Jacob and all the new friends they make in their adventures. The villain was just so deeply creepy and powerful, and I loved watching Cass learn how to use her power and get stronger and more confident with it. The dynamic between Cass and Jacob is also amazing, but Jacob doesn’t want Cass to learn to use her powers. He’s worried that learning what she is and what she can do will cause her to send him on so he can’t “haunt” her anymore. Also, everything was described so well that I felt like I was really there experiencing it all with Cass.

It was a short book too, which was nice as a mid-finals read. But a lot is packed into that short book, so it didn’t feel short at all, and it moves at a great clip.

I have one complaint, and it is so nitpicky and says a lot more about me than the book. There’s a point in the beginning when Cass describes something as that time in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix when they’re in the square in Grimauld Place and someone taps the wall with their wand and the headquarters of the Order appears and so other houses slide out of the way. AND THAT IS NOT HOW IT HAPPENS!

Sorry. I’m good.

But really there is no wand tapping in Grimauld Place. That’s Diagon Alley. In Grimauld Place they show Harry the note from Dumbledore telling him where the headquarters is and it just appears.

Okay so yeah this irked me. But I’m good now I swear.

But other than the fact that I get way too upset about incorrect Harry Potter references, City of Ghosts was a really great book. Also the next book in the series is coming out in September, and I can’t wait. If you’re looking for a fast, fun, only slightly creepy read, this is the book for you. If you’ve already read this book, what did you think? Let’s chat in the comments.

When Dimple Met Rishi Review

Hello all. Sorry for the slight delay since my last post. The end of the semester hit, and with it came not only finals but yet another awful cold. I’m on the mend now, and one final is finished, so it’s back to business as usual. Mostly. I still have two exams and a project to finish up before this weekend, so if I drop off the face of the Earth again for a bit that’s why.

Cover for When Dimple Met Rishi by Sandhya MenonLast week, I read When Dimple Met Rishi by Sandhya Menon. It took me a bit to get my thoughts together on this one, because I am so conflicted.

When Dimple Met Rishi follows Dimple and Rishi the summer before they go off to college. Both are the children of Indian immigrants to America. Dimple is pretty rebellious. She is totally uninterested in her parents’ traditions, styles, and desires. She just got into Stanford, and all she cares about is coding. She is certainly not interested in snagging an ideal Indian husband. Rishi is pretty much the exact opposite. He is pretty traditional, and he follows his parents’ wishes even when they conflict with his own. He takes being the eldest son of the family very seriously. At the start of the novel, Dimpble and Rishi have never met. But their parents are old friends, and they’re hoping to set up an arranged marriage between Dimple and Rishi. Dimple wants to go to this pre-college coding program for the summer, and to her surprise, her parents let her go. When she gets there, she meets Rishi, who is like “hi future wife,” because he knows what’s going on, and Dimple is like “WHAT?!” And that’s the start of the book.

Full disclosure, I picked this book up after watching a negative review on YouTube and thinking, “This book sounds cool. What is this person talking about?”

So I really, really wanted to like this book. I mean it’s about an Indian-American girl who loves coding and is designing her own app. Like how cool is that? Throw in parents trying and failing to arrange her marriage and this was just set up for a lot of fun. And I did like the first half of the book a lot. It was a lot of fun and so much cute. Dimple and Rishi are made partners for this summer program to design their app, because of course they are. So they have to work together, and they become nerdy friends, and they’re designing their app and having fun and facing down bullies at the summer program. And then Dimple starts falling for Rishi—Rishi fell for her a long time ago—but she’s honest about not wanting a serious relationship because she wants to focus on her coding career, and Rishi listens to her. So they go on a really cute not-date. And I’m still okay with this.

But after this point things fell apart for me, much to my chagrin. For one thing, we lost the cool coding stuff and app design part of the summer program. Everything became focused on them trying to win this talent show which, admittedly, would give them additional money to design their app, but Bollywood dancing has nothing to do with coding. And okay this is a small quibble, but around the halfway point of the book we really do lose the coding stuff, and this book could be happening at any pre-college program. Second, for someone who insists over and over and over again that she doesn’t want to be one of those girls who gives up everything she wants for a guy, well she kind of does just that. And okay she’s not totally okay with it, but she does it. And for a guy who is so great at sticking up for himself and for Dimple when it comes to the other kids in the program, Rishi lets Dimple bulldoze over him all the time. Which brings me to my next concern about consent. I don’t want to go into details, but there’s a scene, and if the gender roles were reversed in that scene, everybody would be shouting about consent.

I admit that these are all relatively small quibbles, and for me, the book could have been saved by a strong ending. I don’t want to give spoilers, but the ending was  way too neat for me. My vaguest possible description is everybody gets what they want and realizes the other one was right and they all live happily ever after. Honestly, the way things were going in the book, I wanted an ending where everything blew up in their faces at the end of the summer program, they broke up, and they walked away having learned something about themselves. This would have been a good ending and made all my other problems with the book totally acceptable, if not strong plot points. But this is not the ending, and the ending that was… it just solved all the problems too neatly and made everything too okay for me.

One last thing I’ll say is that I saw a few book reviews on YouTube expressing that this book was inaccurate to the experience of growing up in the United States as the child of Indian immigrants. The author grew up in India herself, so this isn’t really an #OwnVoices story. I don’t know what it’s like to grow up the child of Indian immigrants in the United States—that’s not part of my own life experience or any research I’ve done—so I’m not going to chime in on that particular commentary about this book. If it’s true, though, I find it troubling.

All in all, as much as I loved the first half of this book, and as much as I wanted to love the second half of this book, it just didn’t work for me. I will say that my perusal of Goodreads reviews shows that a lot of people absolutely adore this book, and a lot of people hate it. I fall somewhere in the middle. It could have been so great, but for me, it just wasn’t. It wasn’t absolutely terrible, but it did have some serious problems, and overall the biggest reason it didn’t work for me is the ending.

If you haven’t read When Dimple Met Rishi, I hope my review is helpful for you to decide if you want to read it. Do keep in mind that opinions are widely spread on this one, so my opinion is certainly not the end-all-be-all on whether this is a good book (actually my opinion is never the end-all-be-all. That’s what opinion means). But since opinions are so divided on this one, I’m also really curious what others who have read this think. Do you agree with my opinion? Do you think I’m totally crazy? Let’s chat in the comments.

Adventures in the Kitchen: The Delicious, The Disgusting, and the Disasters

Hello everybody. I hope you all had a delightful Easter, Passover, celebration of Rome’s birthday, or just a wonderful spring day, whatever your preference. I celebrate Easter, and beyond my crazy love of jelly beans, Easter always means a big family dinner. We started with a cream of fennel and celery soup, and then had chicken, potatoes, carrots, asparagus, and mushrooms. I recently gave my slow cooker to my parents, having thoroughly failed at figuring out how to cook anything I enjoyed in it, and my mother used it to braise the whole chicken. I made the potatoes with a recipe I got from The Essential New York Times cookbook that may be my new favorite way to make potatoes. And we finished everything off with my mother’s pear walnut olive oil cake.

I’ve always really enjoyed cooking. I came back from a summer abroad in Torino, Italy with a recipe for homemade orecchiette pasta, which I made for my friends with walnut sauce and sautéed mushrooms. Note: if you’re going to hand-roll enough pasta for six people, make all six of them help do it, or have a six hour audiobook or several episodes of Doctor Who on hand to entertain you while you work. But aside from the odd homemade meal in college, I actually haven’t had much of a chance to do a lot of cooking myself. When I was living in Assisi, my host parents did all the cooking, occasionally letting me help and teaching me things, but it was mostly them (not that I’m complaining about the chance to eat homemade Italian food every night). I helped my parents some when I was living at home and working at the Disability Rights Center, and the kitchen in the dorms during my first year of law school left something to be desired (mostly space to cook before 10:00 PM). A huge driver for me to get my own apartment after 1L year was that I wanted to be able to cook and eat more healthy (as in less pasta and microwave meals). So I got an apartment, but 2L was so crazy that I was still mostly living on pasta and frozen meals, with a lot of goldfish and diet Pepsi thrown in. In whatever free time I did have, I would look through the internet and collect recipes and even read cookbooks for fun.

At the start of last summer, I said enough was enough. If I was going to keep collecting random recipes, I needed to start actually cooking them. I set myself a goal to cook one new recipe a week. Some weeks, I make two or even three new recipes. Some weeks I fall back on some old favorites, especially when the semester gets crazy. But more or less I’ve been averaging a new recipe every week this school year. Since I’ve started this goal, I’ve been compiling my favorites in a hardcopy Braille cookbook, because I don’t like to have my computer near me when I’m cooking in case I spray coconut milk all over the kitchen. I’ve had some great successes like the braided pesto bread I made last fall, and some disasters like that week I tried to do things with coconut. Since I started on this journey, many of you have been clamoring to know more about what I’ve been cooking.

So this is Jameyanne’s adventures in the kitchen: the delicious, the disgusting, and the disasters. My college friends used to joke that I should have my own cooking show because when I cook I do so with sound effects. This is probably the closest I’ll ever come to that. You’ll just have to imagine the sound effects.

Before I get into the food, I wanted to give a quick note on how I eat. I don’t eat red meat, and I don’t eat cheese. I also don’t use a lot of butter, milk, eggs, or cream in my cooking. I’m also kind of picky, like I don’t like turkey or salmon or pork. I basically eat vegan with some occasional chicken or fish. But while I do a lot of vegan cooking, I do not understand vegans’ obsession with cashews, and I don’t go in for buying ingredients I don’t recognize like spelt flour or nutritional yeast. Not that I don’t like trying new things. That’s what this is all about, after all. But if a recipe calls for an ingredient that’s unfamiliar to me and I don’t know what else I would do with that ingredient, I’m less likely to try the recipe.

Also, I’m linking to my favorite recipes where I can, but if I can’t, I will do my best to describe them. Keep in mind that I am Italian, and my Italian family’s way of cooking is a pinch of this, a little of that. For example, my mom, my younger brother, and I have been trying to recreate my grandpa’s bread recipe for the past few months, but it’s been really hard because all he wrote down was “flour etc” and then the approximate kneading and rising times. We recently discovered this recipe from King Arthur Flour which is basically what we were trying to accomplish. So if my descriptions aren’t precise enough for you, definitely google the recipe (when I do this sort of thing I always look at multiple versions).

Now that we’ve gotten all that over with, let’s get started.

The delicious

Chicken: Chicken was always really daunting for me, because I was never sure if it was done and it made me nervous. A couple things made this better. First, I got a talking meat thermometer. After a lot of searching and asking and getting nowhere, I just bought a cheap one on Amazon and it has been great. Next, I realized that it’s important to invest in good chicken, otherwise I won’t eat it. My typical approach to chicken is to plop a breast in a small Pyrex dish, sprinkle it with spices (usually montreal or everglade seasoning), and roast it until it’s done, but I have tried some other things. My favorites have included a curry powder and lime juice seasoning, a lemon pepper marinade, and a recipe I got from a friend called African spicy chicken, which involves marinating the chicken in tomato paste, lemon juice, and a ton of spices (I couldn’t find the actual recipe online, but it’s from Cooking for Applause if you want to try to hunt it down. My friend tells me it’s also an excellent way to prepare mushrooms, but I haven’t tried that yet). I also enjoy smothering the chicken in olives and lemon wedges. My chicken cooking skills are still a bit of a work in progress. I am still not very good at cooking chicken on the stove, but since I’ve been having such good success with the oven, I’m not too worried.

Fish: My parents make the best fish. Scallops in Chardonnay butter sauce with caramelized shallots. Halibut over couscous in a fennel, olive, and citrus broth. My mouth’s watering. Is your mouth watering? So learning to cook fish has been a challenge, if only because I have such high standards. I’ve learned to make the chardonnay butter sauce and cooked flounder with that. I’ve also made cod topped with tomatoes, onions, and olives which is really good. I haven’t done too much experimenting with fish, because I typically order my groceries, but I like to pick out my fish myself, and it’s a bit of a trek to the nearest Whole Foods. But one of my requirements for where I’m moving after law school is that I’m close to a market with good fish, so hopefully I’ll get more practice at this.

Almond lemon rosemary tofu: I found this recipe here, gave it a try while I was working at NIST, and have made it a couple more times since. It is really tasty. I’ve tried a few other tofu recipes since then, but I haven’t liked them as much, and I only occasionally eat tofu anyway.

Crispy chick peas: I actually first made this recipe during 2L year and fell in love with it. The chick peas come out so light and crispy, and they’re an excellent snack. But the recipe I was using never yielded chick peas that stayed crispy, and I wanted to be able to store these and not eat them all in one sitting, despite how tasty they are. Then I discovered this version from Sam over at It Doesn’t Taste Like Chicken. You dry roast the chick peas first, then toss them with olive oil, salt, and other spices of your choice (I like to do a dash of cayenne). Then you pop them back in the oven and keep an eye on them. They can burn fast so definitely take them out to stir a couple times. When they’re done, turn off the oven, crack the door, and leave the chick peas in there for another five minutes. This really helps them stay crispy, and you can store them in the fridge in an airtight container.

Crisp galore: My dad and I make apple crisp together at Thanksgiving almost every year now. We do sliced apples with a topping of oats, brown sugar, flour, butter, cinnamon, and nutmeg. I think the original recipe comes from Betty Crocker, and it’s great. For the apple filling, we never cnclude the flour, sugar, and cinnamon, and just do the straight apples with lemon juice to prevent oxidation with the topping on top. Sometimes we add walnuts or pecans or other nuts to the top of the crisp. I substituted apples for peaches once, and last summer, I tried a mixture of raspberries and pineapple instead of the apples. Last thanksgiving, we did apples, pears, and some extra cranberry sauce. All were delicious.

Braided pesto bread: At first I thought that there was no way I would actually be able to make this, but it wasn’t all that hard. I would recommend making the pesto ahead of time, if you’re making your own pesto, instead of doing it all the same evening like I did. There’s definitely time to make the pesto while the bread is rising, but it means one more bowl to wash. I make my own vegan pesto (basil, toasted pine nuts, garlic, olive oil, salt, a splash of red wine vinegar, and a blender), but you can certainly use your own recipe or use a jar of store bought pesto. This bread was really delicious, and like I said, not too hard to make. The recipe is here.

Two weeks of soups: I got a really bad cold at the start of fall semester, and then again at the start of spring semester. I quickly ran out of canned soup and wound up making a bunch of soup to keep myself going. First, I made this onion and apple soup that I found on the Food Monster app. This was really easy and simple, and kind of the perfect thing for someone with a really sore throat. I added garlic to the recipe because I’m Italian and believe any recipe without garlic in it is sacrelige. Next, I made my mom’s cream of butternut squash soup, which has no cream in it. Basically you cook potatoes, onion, butternut squash, and herbs in broth, and then puree. My mom uses this same recipe for all kinds of soups, just substituting other vegetables (like asparagus or peas or fennel and celerye) for the butternut squash. It wasn’t hard at all, and it is my ultimate comfort food. When I started to feel better but still didn’t want to eat much besides soup, I made a curry red lentil soup with tomatoes, garlic, and ginger, recipe also courtesy of my mother.

I’ve tried a lot of other recipes that I’ve really liked, but before I turn this post into a novel, I’m going to move on to the disgusting recipes.

The Disgusting:

I did have a few recipes that did not turn out the way I wanted them to. They weren’t all completely disgusting, but they were not great by any means.

I tried to make fennel crackers, which I had in Italy and loved. The recipe I used called for butter, and I was doubtful but the comments said it was good and I’m not really a baker, so I thought “what do I know?” So I went with it. The crackers came out like puffy squares of bread. They tasted all right, but they went kerplunk in your stomach. Also this is the point where I tell you that I can’t cut anything in a straight line and so these were not very pretty either. I have since found other recipes which use olive oil instead of butter, and I think that would work better, but I haven’t tried to recreate the crackers yet.

The other recipe that fell into the disgusting camp was a butternut squash galette with roasted apple and caramelized onion. I think this was probably my fault, because I became frustrated with the directions for making the pie crust and did not follow the directions exactly. The crust that came out of the oven was lumpy and really gross. The filling was great, and I ended up scooping that out and eating that for dinner on its own and throwing out the crust.

I also tried a recipe for butternut squash gnocchi with a sage sauce. This wasn’t quite on the level of disgusting, but it was heavier than I wanted, and after all that work—it pretty much took a whole day—it was only okay. I may give it another try at some point with some tweaks, but I’m not sure.

The Disasters:

Worse than disgusting—yes there’s worse—are the recipes that didn’t even make it to completion. Luckily I don’t have too many of these. But the ones I have all have to do with coconut. And it started with a pancake.

Last spring, I bought a Braille cookbook from the National Association of Blind Students, because I read cookbooks for fun and I like Braille. I got a lot of good recipes from this book (including the curry lime chicken and the lemon pepper marinated chicken I talked about up above). But one of the recipes was for a banana coconut pancake. You mixed a ripe banana, some coconut flakes, and some cinnamon, formed it into a pancake, and left it out on the counter to dry. I followed the directions. I swear I followed the directions. As I was mixing and forming into a pancake, I said to myself, “This seems really goopy. I’m not sure it will work.” Unfortunately I was right. The best that could be said about this pancake is it made a delightfully weird suction cup noise as I scraped it off the plate and into the trash the next morning.

This left me with an awful lot of coconut flakes that I didn’t know what to do with, and since I started buying my own food, I am loathe to throw anything away. So I looked up what to do with coconut flakes. And I found a recipe to make homemade coconut milk. I use coconut milk in curries, so I thought “okay, why not? I’ll use coconut milk, and I probably won’t use these coconut flakes for anything else.” This recipe probably would have worked if I had an actual blender instead of an immersion blender. As it was, the coconut ended up splattering halfway up the walls, and the milk I got was still pulpy and watery and pretty gross. It was a fail of epic proportions. To whoever wrote that recipe, you are totally wrong: it is not easier to make coconut milk at home. If I need coconut milk, I will buy it.

I used the last couple cups of coconut flakes to make coconut bread. At first all seemed to be going well. It rose beautifully, it smelled great, and then I took it out of the oven and it had deflated to a weirdly sweet and weirdly salted very thick flatbread. It wasn’t terrible, but it was weird, and I wouldn’t make it again. It also wrecked my confidence in my ability to make bread until I came across the recipe for braided pesto bread above and had to try it so I did. Yes, I am perfectly capable of making bread. Just not that bread.

So these are my favorite and not-so-favorite things to cook from what I’ve tried so far. I hope I’ve made you hungry, and if not, I hope I’ve made you laugh. Let me know in the comments if you try any of these recipes and what you thought, or if you have any favorite recipes I have to try. I’m always on the look-out for new ideas.

Buon apetito!

Leviathan Wakes Review

Cover of the book Leviathan Wakes by James S. A. CoreyLast year, when I was working at NIST, one of my roommates was reading the Expanse series by James S. A. Corey. He recommended it to me as some of the best science fiction he’s ever read, so I got myself onto the waiting list at the library for the first book. Yes I know that there’s an Amazon show, and one day when I’m not in law school I will watch it, but I’ve always been a book first kind of girl.  In late 2018, I finally got the first book of the series, Leviathan Wakes, out were the library and read it. I read the second book in January, and I’m waiting on the third. Since I’m continuing this series, I wanted to write full reviews for the first two books. This week, I’ll talk about Leviathan Wakes, and I’ll talk about the second book, Caliban’s War, next week.

Leviathan Wakes is set in the far future, where interplanetary space travel is common, and it follows two main characters. Jim Holden is the XO on a big ship that hauls ice from Saturn’s rings back to the asteroid belt and the inner planets. When the ship receives a distress call, Holden takes a small crew and a small ship and goes to help. They find a derelict ship full of dead bodies. And while Holden and his crew are investigating, someone nukes the whole ice hauler. So Holden and his team, the only survivors of the original ice hauler crew, set out to figure out who destroyed their ship and what it has to do with the derelict they were investigating. Meanwhile, Detective Miller is hired by a rich family to find their missing daughter, who ran away to join the revolutionaries in the asteroid belt. Miller’s investigation leads him to the derelict ship Holden and his crew discovered. And so now they’re investigating together. But as they draw closer to the truth, things become more and more dangerous. They’re moving in on a secret that could destroy the solar system and that someone is willing to kill for. At the same time, we have a war brewing between Earth and Mars, and the asteroid belt is preparing to fight for its independence, and all of this is connected.

I liked this book. In general, I really like anything to do with space, so right off the bat I’m in a good place. I did have some problems with it though. Let’s start with what I liked.

For me, the world building in this book was by far its strongest point. It was very detailed and intricate, and all the pieces that we learned about this futuristic solar system became relevant later. I don’t know if the science is accurate, but it’s portrayed with such authority that I believe it, whether it’s accurate science or not.

The plot was pretty strong too. Once I got into the book, there was no putting it down, and the plot and the setting work so well together.

I was less enthusiastic about the characters in this book. I felt like their motivations either weren’t fully explored or weren’t fully articulated to the reader. At least from my perspective, we pretty quickly  pass the point where Holden’s quest for revenge against the people who blew up his ship and Miller’s quest to find the missing girl are the only motivating factors. Too much else is going on. Over and over again, Holden and Miller would make these decisions that just didn’t make any sense to me. Like if there’s some sort of nuclear event on the asteroid and everyone’s being ordered into shelters, but you’re pretty sure that something else is going on, YOU DO NOT GO OPEN A SHELTER TO SEE WHAT’S GOING ON! You get out of there!

Along the same lines, I felt like the characters didn’t develop over the course of the story. They keep making these same types of bad choices for bad reasons, and they just don’t learn from them.

Finally, and this is entirely a personal preference, this book managed to hit all my sci fi squik buttons, from people being thrown out of airlocks to nuclear meltdowns. Things are generally pretty grim. So if you’re looking for a light fluffy space adventure, this is not it.

Overall, as I said,I really liked the plot and the world building of this book, and while the characters got under my skin a little bit, it wasn’t enough to ruin my enjoyment in the book. It struck me as a very foundational book, and it’s the sort of book that I don’t feel like I can form a good opinion about without reading the rest of the series. If the rest of the series is excellent, I will forgive Leviathan Wakes its flaws. If the rest of the series continues to have these same flaws, we’l, then I won’t forgive Leviathan Wakes. I did go on to read the second book in the series, and as I said, I’ll talk about that more next week. But spoiler alert, I liked it a lot more than this one.

In the meantime, have you read Leviathan Wakes? What did you think?

The Street Review

Cover of The Street by Ann PetryLast week, I read The Street by Ann Petry. It was this month’s law school book club selection, and it may have been the most positively rated book of any we’ve read in the last three years. We had such a great discussion this weekend, and I’ve been dying to talk about it with you. Before it was picked for book club, I’d never heard of this book. Now that I’ve read it, I feel like this should be required reading for everyone.

Lutie Johnson, an African American woman, is a single mother during World War II. At the start of the novel, she’s living with her father and his latest girlfriend, because she and her husband are separated after she took a job as a live-in maid to support the family and he had an affair. Lutie is worried about the influence her alcoholic father and his girlfriend are having on her eight-year-old son, so she sets out to find an apartment of her own. She rents a place on the fifth floor of a building in Harlem, on 116th street, between 7th and 8th to be exact. The super is extremely creepy and is obviously attracted to her in a really creepy way, one of her neighbors is running a quasi-brothel, and the white man who owns the building is also attempting to entice Lutie to sleep with him. Actually everyone is trying to entice Lutie to sleep with them, and Lutie is trying to raise her son as best she can and keep her dignity and take the next small step in the American dream.

We follow Lutie as she struggles to find a way to save more money so they can move to a better apartment where she and her son will feel safer, but we also follow the super’s point of view, the super’s girlfriend’s point of view, the downstairs neighbor’s point of view, and more. Lutie is definitely the main character of the book, but it’s told in an omniscient style. We even get some of the point of view of the street they live on. The street is as much a character as everyone else.

This book was so good! Like I said, it should be required reading for everybody.

First of all, the writing is fabulous, the story is solid, and it is a fast, easy read. The setting was described so well too, and it was so easy to get immersed in the world. I found myself trying to tell Lutie out loud “no, don’t do that! Don’t do it! It’s a bad decision!” But the world and the situation are depicted so well that it is entirely believable that she makes those decisions, because there are no other decisions she can make.

Second, I believe this is the first book by a woman of color that sold more than a million copies. You should read it just for that.

Third, this book takes place during World War II, but honestly it could take place today. It was such a timeless book, and while it’s depressing that we haven’t come all that far since the 1940s when it comes to race and poverty and gender, it also makes this book all the more relevant and important to read.

I would not recommend listening to the audiobook for this one, because it has bad sound effects. The other thing I will say about this book is that it is pretty heavy-handed with the theme. You don’t have to work to figure it out. It hammers it home, sometimes a little too much.

But all in all, I loved this book. It was so poignant and heartbreaking. It had this relentless, driving momentum that made everything seem inevitable and awful in its inevitability, even as I personally couldn’t predict what would happen next. All along, there really are no good decisions. There is only one decision.

For you, that one decision is to read this book.

I one hundred percent recommend you read The Street, whoever you are, whatever you normally like to read. Go read it. Go read it now.

And if you’ve already read it, tell me your thoughts. Do you agree with my assessment? Disagree? Have anything to add?