Thursday, January 11, 2018

Five-Gazillion Years Later...


            Mikayla, is it happening?
            Yes, it’s happening.
            Are you serious? Right here, right now?
            You better believe it me!
            But why now after such a long time?
            It doesn’t matter how long it’s been I still remember the previous books.
            Are you sure? Do you even remember the date period?
            Yeah,  sometime around the late 1770s and-oh God, there’s a time skip.
            *Face palms* Idiot! Why didn’t you see this coming?
            *uneasy laughter that lasts and eventually fades into the distance*
 
 
            So for those who don’t know or don’t remember, I am reading The Seeds of America trilogy by Laurie Halse Anderson, and the last book I read was Forge back in November. At the end of the review for Forge I typed, and I quote, “I look forward to getting around to reading the finale of the series in the near future!” and if I’m not mistaken, I was smiling when I typed that.
What a lie that was.
To be honest, I thought I’d read one or two other books I had recently found in the library before putting the final book on hold, but yeah that didn’t happen and I finally got around to picking up the last book at my local library over the winter break. Personally, I wish I got around to Ashes sooner as then I might not have made the mistake or reading so many poor books last year, which I’d like to keep unnamed in case the authors of the books ever stumble upon this blog post The Counterfeit Family Tree of Vee Crawford-Wong, Seeing Redd, and ArchEnemy. But I digress, would you like to know what exactly what make picking up the final installment so worthwhile? Well I don’t care because I’m gonna tell you right now it’s Ruth. For those of you who didn’t hear me I typed Ruth. For those of you who don’t remember who that is, she’s Isabel’s little sister who was highly prone to fits and was the most adorable character in Chains. For those of you who aren’t just a wall that I’m talking to, why are you reading this random blog post on the book rather than the review unlessthereviewdoesn’texistyet? Go read the review!
            Man, I really need to stop treating this blog like people actually read it and/or like the internet has a mind of its own, technology hasn’t become that corrupt yet as far as I know.
            But yeah, Ruth! I wasn’t expecting her to appear till the end of the book in a tearful reunion of her and Isabel being united after beating the final boss, so to speak and the two would then be able to live together in freedom for the rest of their long happy lives or something (maybe Curzon would be there too). That time skip to August of 1781 caught me off guard as it’d been five, I repeat, FIVE years since Isabel had seen Ruth and ding, dang, dong, has the kid really grown up in this book. I’m surprised Isabel recognized her in chapter four and was actually right about her being Ruth. I wasn’t expecting Isabel and Curzon to find Ruth so quickly, much less as a twelve-year old woman who has practically disowned Isabel and told her to get the heck out of Dodge. It was so unexpected, yet so interesting and I feel as though that’s made me far more invested in seeing what happens next in the story than I was before. Heck, I’m about fifty or so pages in right now and Ruth still hates Isabel which makes me happy that everything isn’t nice and sugar-coated like I expected it to be. It also makes the title that much more symbolic of Isabel’s relationships with her loved one’s having being tossed into a furnace of war and slavery leaving nothing more than a pile of pitiful ashes behind. Beautiful, Anderson, you are such a mighty wordsmith. With such a good book I doubt it will take me long to finish it so you can expect the review very soon (and maybe a picture to accompany it me?).

 

Also in case you were wondering, here’s how much a gazillionis.

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