Woo hoo. Finally, we have a book that proves conclusively that freaky goth boys can be hot too and totally datable. I'm kidding. I was quite surprised
Woo hoo. Finally, we have a book that proves conclusively that freaky goth boys can be hot too and totally datable. I'm kidding. I was quite surprised by this book, actually. In a good way. Because I inhaled it, gulped it down and loved every minute of it.
Isobel is a blond and pretty walking cliche. She is a cheerleader, she doesn't read much, she goes out with an extremely hot football player called Brad and is part of a "crew" consisting of other cheerleaders and football players. Her boyfriend and friends are fake and mean and one wonders how she managed to never realise this before the events of the book unfold. Isobel is paired up for a school lit project with Varen Nethers, who may as well have lived in a galaxy far far away for how much he was on Isobel's radar prior to that point, because he looks a bit different and likes to wear black (translation: he is a goth weirdo who talks to himself, practices witchcraft, has an evil eye tattooed on his left shoulder blade, lives in the basement of an abandoned church, sleeps in a coffin and drinks blood, or so the school rumour mill has it).
Isobel is not best pleased about being paired up with the school freak, but when her hot boyfriend reacts in a completely irrational hormonal way to the news, she starts noticing things that she hasn't before. Like the fact that her boyfriend is a bit of a prick, that her friends are a bunch of stuck-up nasty brats and that the freak boy is actually surprisingly attractive. The last part in particular was pretty well done. I mean, I am well past the age of finding teenage goth boys attractive, but hats off to Ms. Creagh, she did manage to make me catch my breath in a few places. The chemistry between Isobel and Varen was amazing and the relationship developed in a realistic believable way, no lame cop outs like the fated to be together instalove crap that seems to be so pervasive in PNR literature.
What really made this book for me though, is the incorporation of Poe's life and works into the story. I have read a lot of Poe as a teenager but I have not known anything about his life, so it managed to educate me. Poe died in very mysterious circumstances. Here's what Wikipedia has to say on the subject:
"On October 3, 1849, Poe was found on the streets of Baltimore delirious, "in great distress, and... in need of immediate assistance", according to the man who found him, Joseph W. Walker. He was taken to the Washington College Hospital, where he died on Sunday, October 7, 1849, at 5:00 in the morning. Poe was never coherent long enough to explain how he came to be in his dire condition, and, oddly, was wearing clothes that were not his own. Poe is said to have repeatedly called out the name "Reynolds" on the night before his death, though it is unclear to whom he was referring. Some sources say Poe's final words were "Lord help my poor soul." All medical records, including his death certificate, have been lost. Newspapers at the time reported Poe's death as "congestion of the brain" or "cerebral inflammation", common euphemisms for deaths from disreputable causes such as alcoholism. The actual cause of death remains a mystery; from as early as 1872, cooping was commonly believed to have been the cause, and speculation has included delirium tremens, heart disease, epilepsy, syphilis, meningeal inflammation, cholera and rabies."
It is amazing how well this and other details of Poe's life are interwoven into the story (like the fact that he married his 13 year old cousin). In fact, the whole book can probably be described as one big speculation on what happened to Poe. A very imaginative and absorbing speculation.
Other things that I loved include the part where Isobel essentially wonders through Poe's Masque of the Red Death. Gwen is one of the best BFF side-kicks ever. And it looks like the remainder of the series is going to be a story of a princess rescuing her prince from the "ivory tower". How kick-ass is that?!
I do have a couple of criticisms, hence the four stars. I felt the writing was bumpy in a few places. For example, if I am told that a boy looks at the heroine like a complacent cat, that really doesn't scream hot love interest to me. He also glares "past the ridge of his levelled brow" at one point. I don't know about you, but my mind immediately supplies an image of a pithecanthropean or frankensteinesque overhanging monobrow, when faced with that description. On the whole, however, the prose was pretty good. Evocative and haunting without being over-written.
My only other problem is the massive cliffhanger at the end. It was unavoidable, I suppose, but it really doesn't make me feel any better. I can't believe I now have to wait until 2012 to read the next instalment. ...more