I read this book for a reading challenge, and it was only my stubbornness to not find another book set in ancient Greece that made me finish. I am not this book's target audience, at least when it comes to age, but I love Bronze Age history, so I was intrigued. There was thankfully little in the way of historical inaccuracies or anachronisms. It's the one thing this book did consistently well. You always sensed while reading that you were in a much more archaic time than most people think of when they think of ancient Greece (if you thought of Zeus and white temples, you're over a millennium too modern for this setting).
The problems with this book are many, but I'll try to only mention the major ones. The biggest issue is the writing style itself. The novel is written in a strange present tense, omniscient narrator style that makes everything feel passive and disconnected. For example, instead of "the bull charges at her," the book says "the bull is charging at her." Nothing is shown, everything is told. Because of this, there was little emotional connection built up and therefore little pay-off. The most mundane of activities - picking asparagus - is described exactly like the most intense of moments - a child being exiled. I wasn't even initially aware that the narrator was omniscient: outside of the prologue, the first 136 pages are entirely from Aissa's perspective. Suddenly in the middle of chapter 10 the narration follows another character, Luki, to give his thoughts for one page before jumping back to Aissa. It never felt intentional. It felt like the author wanted us to know these things, but instead of revealing them naturally she breaks continuity to tell us.
In addition to the strange narrator voice, the book itself is written alternately between prose and "poetry." I put poetry in quotes because there is nothing poetic about these sections. For example, here's a few lines of a verse from the book and a random sentence that I arranged to look like poetry. Can you spot the difference?
And though the sea goddess
welcomed her once,
when Aissa returns
her flowers and shells
have been scattered and smashed.
From one full moon
to the next,
Aissa stays close to town,
wandering
in the loop of river,
barley field,
and olive grove.
There is no difference. The poetry sections have some run-on sentences, but there is ultimately no difference. The times that it switches between prose and poetry seem entirely random. At first I thought the poetry sections were supposed to be for more intense moments, but not even that is consistent. (The emotional climax of the book was in prose. Poetry was used all the way up to the moment.)
Most all my complaints so far have been of a technical nature. How's the actual story? After all, a good plot and likeable characters cover a multitude of writing sins. Sadly, there is an interesting idea here. I described the book to a friend as the product of a person reading A Child Called It while watching a documentary on Greek mystery cults and then having a fever dream. The result should at least be interesting, but we never get any depth for any of the characters. Aissa is sad and scared. For the whole book. The entire island is full of child-abusing jerks, except for the two people who randomly like Aissa for some reason. Over half of this book (the first 15 chapters out of 28!) is just Aissa being beaten, spat at, starved, cursed, mocked, and shunned. It destroys not just the pacing of the book; it's actively unpleasant to read. There isn't even really a point to them. She never grows because of the abuse outside of learning to run and hide. There's no development. Aissa is shuffled through the plot by one deus ex machina moment after the other - and I mean that far more literally than is usual. She makes virtually no decisions, and is just told what to do in nearly every scene. The back of the book says that "Aissa is determined to take destiny into her own scarred hands." Whoever wrote that didn't read this book!
I couldn't even follow why major plot points occurred. I can't get into this in any detail without delving into spoilers, so I'll leave it vague. There was a major section that splits the book into two (Book 1 and Book 2). I read through the section twice, and then the next chapter after it recapped what happened, and I still have no clue what occurred or, more importantly, WHY.
I'm really bashing on this book, I know, but it frustrates me. There is good here. I debated quite a bit between giving it 2 or 3 stars. The setting is done really well, which isn't easy with such an ancient time and place. The narrative style sometimes worked well, especially when describing the acrobatics and bull dances. It's the one place where a fast, rushed, confused pace really works. The religions and cultures described were also not looked down on in that annoying, pretentious, "we let snakes live with us because we just don't know any better" kind of way. They were treated seriously while not being idealized. But the characters and plot are so empty and the writing so unpleasant that I can't recommend the book, no matter the positives.
[As a bonus complaint, this book has the single worst map I have ever found in any book. It has no relation to the island as described in the book (such as the mountainous regions in the north, when there are no mountains on the map at all). The size of the island fluctuated, too. Sometimes it'd take a day to cross only part of the island; other times, it could be walked across in a matter of hours.]