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Frost Like Night
by Sara Raasch
As I close the cover on the fourth series I've read as of late, I've come to the conclusion that this will be yet another purged from my collection of physical books to make room for something I like much better because I cannot justify holding onto three thick books that I have absolutely no inclination to ever pick up ever again in my entire life.
The first book seemed hopeful, the second book was a let down, and this third book didn't offer up anything that particularly spoke to me. Once more, I was spurred on more by a desire to finish a series in its entirety--for my reading shelf, for my reviews--than a desire to actually read and finish the story.
The world building, oddly enough, felt so scant and barren. When I imagined the scenes in this book, they were always canvased with this sense of blankness. There's so little color and emotion and personality to this series. I ended up not liking Meira much as a character, I still found the third person past tense chapters jarring (both Mather's and Cerie's), and overall, I wasn't especially invested in the plot.
These books are almost 500 pages a piece and yet they're so... empty feeling. Like with [b:The Shadow Hour|27245910|The Shadow Hour (The Girl at Midnight, #2)|Melissa Grey|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1445926118l/27245910._SY75_.jpg|45271857], I'm already forgetting so much of this series despite having read through them so recently (there's about a week gap between books 2 and 3 for me because I spent a lovely weekend playing video games with a friend at her apartment--there was no room for books, only the game). How is so little put into so many words? It's mind boggling, to say the least.
I didn't exactly hate the series or anything; I just feel nothing but this resounding sense of wasted time and emptiness. I take away almost nothing from the entire ~1500 pages of Meira's battle to save her kingdom. So, with that in mind, I can't personally say much to recommend it except that it doesn't have as many of the cringe-worthy tropes YA fantasies can have and that the writing itself is solid. But the story, the romance, the emotion? It just wasn't there for me.
The first book seemed hopeful, the second book was a let down, and this third book didn't offer up anything that particularly spoke to me. Once more, I was spurred on more by a desire to finish a series in its entirety--for my reading shelf, for my reviews--than a desire to actually read and finish the story.
The world building, oddly enough, felt so scant and barren. When I imagined the scenes in this book, they were always canvased with this sense of blankness. There's so little color and emotion and personality to this series. I ended up not liking Meira much as a character, I still found the third person past tense chapters jarring (both Mather's and Cerie's), and overall, I wasn't especially invested in the plot.
These books are almost 500 pages a piece and yet they're so... empty feeling. Like with [b:The Shadow Hour|27245910|The Shadow Hour (The Girl at Midnight, #2)|Melissa Grey|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1445926118l/27245910._SY75_.jpg|45271857], I'm already forgetting so much of this series despite having read through them so recently (there's about a week gap between books 2 and 3 for me because I spent a lovely weekend playing video games with a friend at her apartment--there was no room for books, only the game). How is so little put into so many words? It's mind boggling, to say the least.
I didn't exactly hate the series or anything; I just feel nothing but this resounding sense of wasted time and emptiness. I take away almost nothing from the entire ~1500 pages of Meira's battle to save her kingdom. So, with that in mind, I can't personally say much to recommend it except that it doesn't have as many of the cringe-worthy tropes YA fantasies can have and that the writing itself is solid. But the story, the romance, the emotion? It just wasn't there for me.