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A review by courtney_saba
Poison Study by Maria V. Snyder
3.0
Okay, okay, okay. Listen, listen, listen. This was great, right, but it also wasn't??
There was a curtain of superficiality, indifference, and apathy thrown over this story. As if I was wearing glasses that prevented me from feeling anything for anybody. I WANTED to feel something. I YEARNED to feel something, especially bc Valek can take me anytime. But this facade kept me from truly loving this. And everything was there: stakes, magic, political intrigue, assassins, poison studies (uh, duh), a strong female heroine, and a scrumptious gray assassin, Valek. There wasn't any EMOTION, tho. Such a pity.
Plus, imagine the most monotone people ever and they're like, "I love you," without any emotion, expression, or angst. That's confusing and awkward, right? And it came out of nowhere with only tiny hints of sexual tension that definitely weren't enough for full-blown infatuation and love (and I say this knowing that the "infatuation and love" protrayed here was like a final quick checklist that Snyder had to incorporate and force bc her publishers or whoever told her to). Snyder should have waited until maybe book 2 or 3 for the declarations of love (yes, I'm a masochist for wanting to wait that long for romance, but sexual tension and chemistry are significant for a genuine relationship, and if done right, which Snyder was doing pretty well, it would make up for the long wait -- anyone heard of Karen Marie Moning and her Fever series and that long-ass wait to see Jericho Barrons beneath the sheets? Come on, now.)
I've heard the 2nd book isn't any good and my fave, Valek, isn't anywhere to be found, so I think I'll place this series on the backburner for now.
Happy reading, Goodreads fiends.
There was a curtain of superficiality, indifference, and apathy thrown over this story. As if I was wearing glasses that prevented me from feeling anything for anybody. I WANTED to feel something. I YEARNED to feel something, especially bc Valek can take me anytime. But this facade kept me from truly loving this. And everything was there: stakes, magic, political intrigue, assassins, poison studies (uh, duh), a strong female heroine, and a scrumptious gray assassin, Valek. There wasn't any EMOTION, tho. Such a pity.
Plus, imagine the most monotone people ever and they're like, "I love you," without any emotion, expression, or angst. That's confusing and awkward, right? And it came out of nowhere with only tiny hints of sexual tension that definitely weren't enough for full-blown infatuation and love (and I say this knowing that the "infatuation and love" protrayed here was like a final quick checklist that Snyder had to incorporate and force bc her publishers or whoever told her to). Snyder should have waited until maybe book 2 or 3 for the declarations of love (yes, I'm a masochist for wanting to wait that long for romance, but sexual tension and chemistry are significant for a genuine relationship, and if done right, which Snyder was doing pretty well, it would make up for the long wait -- anyone heard of Karen Marie Moning and her Fever series and that long-ass wait to see Jericho Barrons beneath the sheets? Come on, now.)
I've heard the 2nd book isn't any good and my fave, Valek, isn't anywhere to be found, so I think I'll place this series on the backburner for now.
Happy reading, Goodreads fiends.