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464 pages, Hardcover
First published November 8, 2016
“These things do not happen in dreams, dear girl,” he said, vanishing up to his neck. “They happen only in nightmares.”
His head spiralled and he was gone.
“You’re the daughter of a marquess. Look around. Look at the things you have, the life you’re accustomed to. You don’t know what it’s like to work every day so you can feed yourself and keep a roof over your head. You don’t know what it’s like to be poor. To be a servant.”
Cheshire’s yellow eyes slitted as he held her gaze for one beat, two. Then he began to unravel from the tip of his tail, a slow unwinding of his stripes. ‘These things do not happen in dreams, dear girl,’ he said, vanishing up to his neck. ‘They happen only in nightmares.’
She stared at the girl in the mirror, the one who looked as though she had never known a smile. Even as she had the thought, her reflection’s lips curled upward, revealing a delirious grin beneath her sullen eyes.I can't say that this was the best book I've ever read. I feel like this was a very long book, and it could have been condensed without losing much of its content, and Meyer's writing style, while readable, is neither memorable nor special. Regardless, I thoroughly enjoyed this book.
❝Now mine eyes see the heart that once we did search for, and I fear this heart shall be mended, nevermore.❞
“When pleased, I beat like a drum. When sad, I break like glass. Once stolen, I can never be taken back. What am I?”
"You've had me mesmerized from the first moment I saw you in that red dress, and I don't know what to do about it, other than use every skill at my disposal to try and mesmerize you back."
“I heard the most delightful tale at the party today,” he said, dabbing his napkin at the corner of his moustache, “about a little girl who discovered an upward-falling rabbit hole just off the Crossroads, and when she started to climb, her body fell up and up—“
Onwards to the written review!
Seven of my favorite Bookish Villains in one BookTube Video!
Catherine of Wonderland - the famed Evil Queen - but she was not always the maddeningly cruel creature who ruled the land with an iron fist.![]()
Why is a raven like a writing-desk?
The easiest way to steal something, is for it to be given willingly.Cath has always dreamed of opening her own bakery with her best friend, but her parents had different plans.
Impossible is my specialty.She's drawn to the Joker (much to her mother's horror).
It is a dangerous thing to unbelieve something only because it frightens you.So, reading the reviews for this one has made me realize that folks are VERY polarizing on it - it truly seems like a LOVE or HATE book.
“Two Rooks, a Pawn, and a Queen. That’s how the riddle begins, but howsoever shall it end?”
“If I am not to have happiness, let me at least have a purpose. Let me give you the heart of a queen.”
“Sometimes your heart is the only thing worth listening to.”
“It is a dangerous thing to unbelieve something only because it frightens you.”
“Off with his head.”
“Over everything, I choose you.”
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So, can we talk about this book first before you send the knife my way?
Heartless is an imagined prequel to Alice in Wonderland but with its main focus being the "Queen of Hearts", she of the famous "Off with their heads" quote.
Alice in Wonderland is a fantastical story written in 1865 by Lewis Carrol, who created the glorious dystopian world of Wonderland replete with a talking cheshire cat, a bumbling rabbit, knaves, Jabberwocks and much more. I truly liked and enjoyed Alice in Wonderland; the book and the movie.
As this is my first Meyer book, I went into this with zero bias but with an expectation of getting, at the least, a fabulous intro to this best-selling author's work and at most, a thrilling account of the QOH's descent into madness. And yes, there is a good reason. A very tragic one, in fact.
So, who was the QOH? The book blurb -below- does a spiffing job of summarizing the story perfectly. Emphasis by me.Long before she was the terror of Wonderland—the infamous Queen of Hearts—she was just a girl who wanted to fall in love
Catherine may be one of the most desired girls in Wonderland and a favorite of the unmarried King of Hearts, but her interests lie elsewhere. A talented baker, all she wants is to open a shop with her best friend.....
Then Cath meets Jest, the handsome and mysterious court joker.......... she and Jest enter into an intense, secret courtship. Cath is determined to define her own destiny and fall in love on her terms. But in a land thriving with magic, madness, and monsters, fate has other plans.
Let's talk about the parts that were underlined.
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Two. Desired by whom?
Three. Gosh, I'd never wanted a pie so badly. So, yes, mad props to Catherine for her baking skills.
Four. Jest. The mysterious Joker who mesmerizes Cath, both with his talent and his beauty.
Meyer had taken enough literary liberties with this story and could have done so much more with Jest. So much more. Their love was supposedly forbidden therefore I expected frothing emotions and escalating tensions. I wanted to feel that heart-pounding despair evoked by young and desperate lovers who could not exist without the other.
Had Meyer not spent more time invoking the spirit of the original AIW, had she not included any and every character from that book, Jest and Catherine may have had more time together building their longing for each other. Between the croquet matches; the uninteresting balls; Catherine's never-will-happen dream of opening a bakery; and the detailed descriptions of the aforementioned endless list of creatures; these two had less than 5 intimate moments. 5! In a book with 450+ pages!
Of the 450+pages, nearly 360 pages were nothing more than a retelling of the original AIW, the story only picks up momentum at the 80% mark but by which point,I. WAS. FRIGGING. BORED. OUT. OF. MY. MIND.
And thus, we finally are gifted with the whys of her apparent madness. Ultimately, Meyer does serve up a plausible accounting of the Queen's descent into madness, but like I said, during the entire journey to that conclusion:I. WAS. FRIGGING. BORED. OUT. OF. MY. FRIGGING. MIND.
They were all a little mad, if one was to be forthright.
A joker. A rook. A mystery.
“Roses are red, violets are blue,
I would even trim my moustache for you!”
“When pleased, I beat like a drum. When sad, I break like glass. Once stolen, I can never be taken back. What am I?”
“Over everything, I choose you”
“Why is a raven like a writing-desk?”
“It was impossible, and she absolutely believed it.”
“Impossible was his speciality.”
“She felt like she could talk to him for hours, for days and months and years, and never tire of it.”
She started to shake her head, to be firm in her stance that this, whatever this was, could not continue past this night, this morning, this very moment. ‘Jest . . .’
His eyebrows lifted and he looked pleased at the intimacy of his name.
I thought I could take a walk, look around. I’m still new to these parts.’
‘But you’re not walking. You’re climbing trees.’
‘It’s still exercise.’
‘Catherine, I don’t want your heart to belong to anyone but me.’
He looked up at her and smiled that disarming smile again. ‘I’m a joker, my lady, which is even better.’
‘How is that better than a doctor?’
‘Haven’t you ever heard that laughter is the best medicine?’
Hundreds and hundreds of small, delicate hearts surrounded her – all of them bleeding.
She reached up and touched a finger to the soft flesh of the nearest bud, gathering a single drop of warm blood on her fingertip. Each bleeding heart bloom was a delicate thing, beautiful and haunting.
She crushed the flower in her fist, relishing the wet smear in her palm.