I won this in a Goodreads giveaway. Thank-you Beth Brower for letting me have a copy.
I really wanted to like this book. I did. Brower sent me a nice note along with the book and I was so excited to start reading. It sounded like my sort of thing: fantasy setting, complicated relationships, heart or country, WAR!
I crack the book open, and it's beautifully set. The font is perfect, the paper thick and white, and the words are just jumping out at me. Yes, all those cheesy things chronic readers say about books.
So what went wrong?
The prose.
I have not come across more mind numbing prose.
It was simple, extremely convoluted and tried to sound more intelligent than it was. The wording was often awkward, and I had to slowly read out some sentences to make sense of them. The large chunks of description held nothing of value and felt like wasted space. Not every celebration/ritual moves the plot along. I skipped over all of them, and still got the jist of the story.
And the dialogue. What a nightmare. Who even talks like that? Topics jumped like crazy and if the characters were not "surprised" at least once every other page (sometimes twice a page, Eleanor, what the fuck, how sheltered a life are you living), they might as well not have a conversation. I understand the concept of introducing differing points of view, and tension (that's a whole other paragraph of missed potential) but there comes a time, as a writer, when you should ask yourself: is this something my character, as a Queen of a self-sufficient and prospering country and a total scholar, should know and understand, contextually?
The answer is, undeniably, yes. She should be able to understand that different countries have different political systems, and not be fucking surprised when a dude from the country with a different political system expresses the way that political system works.
But, as they say, review the book you read, not the book you wish you read.
Queen Eleanor is given an ultimatum by a warring nation with double her military strength: surrender your country, and you can be a puppet monarch under our rule, or resist, and we'll kill you, and your entire nation. You have six months to comply.
Helpless and out of options, she lets this dude she barely knows but recognizes the military talent in train her army, because fuck compliance. But can she trust this Wil Traveler? Can she trust this coincidence?
She doesn't. Her council doesn't. But they don't have many choices. And so they go around her country, evaluating and training the soldiers. Wil gets frustrated because no one knows shit about fighting, and Eleanor actually thinks she has a chance at winning. Boring shit happens, Wil gets accepted by the characters, and Eleanor comes up with a wicked cool strategy only for it to fail long enough for her to pull the title of the book. And, of course, conveniently set up a narrative for the next book.
Which I may or may not be reading. Because 1) FUCK cliffhangers and authors that pull that shit make me so angry, and 2) the ending of The Queen's Gambit was actually interesting. The role Wil is forced to take on at the end of the book is filled with wonderful tension. And I'm a sucker for person vs. self conflict. Such a sucker.
But! (There's always a but, isn't there.)
The characterization of Queen's Gambit drove me up the fucking wall. Eleanor is a gem, one of those fake ones. Wil is a mess of contradictory narratives and angry emotions. As for the rest of the characters . . . flatter than flat bread. Existing mostly for the purpose of creating conflict with Eleanor and Wil, they were boring, unrealistic, and a literal pain to read.
And did everything have to be so fucking majestic all the time? The ceremonies, the characters, the speech patterns, the worldbuilding, the dancing, the culture of song and dance and harvest. The lush richness of the country described with unnecessary detail.
Beauty is so boring if it doesn't juxtapose anything. The characters all had personalities of rainbows and sunshine and Doing The Right Thing. They can Do No Wrong.
It made me roll my eyes a bit. (Okay, a lot. So much. Sooo much.)
If all this sounds like your cup of tea, then by all means, pick this up. You might even like it. It might even be the one and only cup of tea for you. But the lack of moral ambiguity, lgbt+ characters/relationships, and tolerable character interaction made me cringe with every turn of the page.
I'm sorry, Beth, I tried. I thank-you for the experience, and I am truly sorry I couldn't journey with these characters like you did.