YES HERE I AM UPDATING MY REVIEW AGAIN. I know I'm not usually this indecisive and I apologize :-P Just, bear with me, fellas.
This is possibly my favorite of the whole Ilyon series. I love Bitter Winter so much and so deeply, I was really afraid that trying to put down those emotions into word form would 'spoil' them or otherwise weaken them.
But . . . I'm a writer, aren't I? Putting my emotions into words without diluting them is my JOB DESCRIPTION basically; and I've never been one to shy away from a challenge. :-P So here I am again, to unleash all my ranty, fangirly thoughts upon you. BE PREPARED FOR THE DELUGE.
(and possible spoilers??? I'm tryin' real hard not to spoil anything but if you're the dead-set-against-knowing-anything-about-the-book type, you might want to avoid this review.)
Bitter Winter is Jace's story, probably more so than any other Ilyon book thus far. I knew that going into it, and I knew that meant I'd love it; because Jace is without question the most "me" character in the Ilyon universe. Like myself, he has an *ahem* Difficult Past that's left him with some fairly deep scars, not the least of which being a crushing sense of his own unworthiness for Anything Good Basically. Plus a whole boat-load of fears and anxieties and mistrustfulness and can anyone say #relatable content???
Pretty much every time Jace has been onscreen, in all five books, I've found myself nodding my head like "yup. been there. done that." This book was no exception. This book is Jace's personal quest to save his loved ones from certain-death-by-sickness-and-starvation . . . and his ultimate realization that God is the one Who's sovereign over life and death. That sometimes, God WILL take our beloved friends and family home to Him, far before we think we're ready for it. That sometimes, it's part of God's plan that we experience grief and loss; not because God is an angry vindictive God Who desires our pain, but because there's a meaning--and a hope--in human suffering that we can't yet fully understand. "My ways are not your ways, and My thoughts are not your thoughts, saith the Lord."
Why does this theme resonate with me so deeply?
Because last year, one of my siblings attempted suicide. Another sibling nearly died from a different, equally serious medical emergency. Mind you, all this hit within a few short months. Death cast a pretty long shadow over our house last year, and I'm not exaggerating when I say these were some of the toughest, grimmest days of my whole life. 2017, you SUCKED, and I hope you're happy now. *sticks out tongue in very immature fashion* *but is crying on the inside*
I didn't know how to deal with it all; so I kinda buried it. Tried not to shed any more tears than I could help, tried not to let anyone know I was THIS close to falling apart. (I'm known for doing that. :-P)
Fast-forward to the present day.
Enter Bitter Winter, and enter my beloved Jace crying over loved ones whom he knows he can't save or shelter with his own human power.
THERE WERE MANY MANY EMOTIONS, PEOPLE.
*sobs*
In every way, tone and theme and character development and plot arc, Bitter Winter embodies so much of my own heart and soul . . . it's uncanny. I love the quiet, dark atmosphere. I love the snow that muffles the sounds of the camp and wraps everybody in a blanket of chills. I love the grim, determined way everyone knuckles down to Deal With Things. I love that it's a wintertime survival story (those are my jam). I love the subdued cuteness of Jace and Kyrin. <33333 I love the scattered little moments of trust and affection between Kyrin's brothers. I love Jace and Holden being Bros™. I love Daniel muddling through learning how to be a king.
I honestly think this is the best book in the series thus far and I'm so, SO happy I got a chance to read it. (And review it. Even though, y'know, I said I wouldn't. :-P)
Original thoughts:
Look, I know I promised you guys a full review, but I'm not going to be able to give you a full review.
All I can say is . . . this book stole my breath and brought me to tears, not just once, but over and over again. It helped heal the wound left in my soul from a loved one's suicide attempt last year. It was painful, and beautiful, and perfect.
It is a story about bitterness and a story about hope. Please, read it. All of you. <3