There are people who are
generic.
They make generic responses and they expect generic answers.
They live inside a box and they think people who don't fit into their box are weird.
They make generic responses and they expect generic answers.
They live inside a box and they think people who don't fit into their box are weird.
But I'll tell you what,
generic people are the weird people.
They are like genetically-manipulated plants growing inside a laboratory, like indistinguishable faces, like droids.
Like ignorance.
They are like genetically-manipulated plants growing inside a laboratory, like indistinguishable faces, like droids.
Like ignorance.
~ C. JoyBell C.
In October, I am
writing about all things autumnal: from art to spooky books, author interviews,
recipes, and autumn-inspired writing prompts AND participating in the Two
Pages-a-Day writing challenge.
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va Matheson has always felt…different.
The whispers and labels grew more clinical and
more hateful as she grew older:
Excitable.Emotional.High-strung.Hyperactive.Troubled. . .
And then she meets Malachi. And every label she’s had to endure,
including the ones from her own mother, are brushed away by an ancient magic.
Too Much . . . Is Not Enough
Some
personality types simply cannot fathom (or abide) someone who thinks
differently, sees differently, and acts differently than they do. Ask any artist and chances are, the wounds
inflicted by those critical types can still bleed.
I
have a few scars of my own and still deal with negative comments from “generic”
critics all the time. Perhaps that is
why I couldn’t stop reading Elizabeth Hunter’s newest story, The Scribe, until I turned the last page. Because for Ava (and through her, me) can
finally give her critics the finger: she’s not troubled, she’s not “too much”
to handle. . . .
She
is so much more. . .than human.
Write What You Know
Characters
can take on a life of their own ~ it’s their story and they will tell it their
way, by Jove! Sometimes this means the setting
you thought was perfect is actually all wrong.
But what if you’ve never been there?
Elizabeth
Hunter is a true master of her craft. What
she doesn’t know ~ and she knows quite a bit about the historical backgrounds and
locations of her novels ~ she researches.
This time, by taking a trip to Istanbul (not Constantinople) to
experience the locale for herself.
Image credit: Elizabeth Hunter |
I’ve
never been to Turkey, but Elizabeth has.
And through her, I could feel the burning heat of the sun; smell the
humanity and see the colours of the market stalls; feel the grit of the
sand.
Hear
the whispers that surround Ava wherever she goes.
Finding Her Place. . .and Yours
We
may not be what Ava is (and to find out what that is, you’ll have to read The Scribe!), but we can relate to her struggle
to find her place in a world that doesn’t understand her. And for a moment, we can pretend that we too
have magic in our veins that sets us apart.
And
maybe we, like Ava, can also find the courage to embrace the beautiful
differences within, and bring some magic into the unbelieving world around us.
Oremus pro invicem,
~ Mikaela
I received this book as an ARC from the
author. I have not been paid for this
review.
A word of warning to those who don’t like
cliff hanger endings, The Scribe has one.
But the agony of waiting for Book Two is worth it to meet and fall in
love with Ava and Malachi.
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