Heir of Fire – Review

Heir of Fire – Review

“She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one.” 
― Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire

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Book: Heir of Fire

Author: Sarah J. Maas

Genre: Fantasy

Rate: ❤❤❤

I’ve been waiting (and dragging) to read the third book in the Throne of Glass series: Heir of Fire by Sarah J. Maas. At first the book pace didn’t work for me. I had to force myself to keep reading it until I was finally in the right rhythm.

Heir of Fire was a long book, and one of the downsides was that not much happens until the second part of the book. I’m an objective reader and though I do enjoy some mystery and anticipation, when the story drags for too long, I tend to steer away from it. (Pretty Little Liars comes to mind).

So we begin the book with Celeana already in Verase (Wendlyn), and we learn she hasn’t done much besides getting drunk and starting fights. She is broken by Nehemia’s death and Chaol’s “betrayal.” I say “betrayal” because I’m still not sure she should feel so betrayed the way she does. Yes, if he told her about the threat she might have doubled up the defenses and protected Nehemia, but still he was kidnapped the night it happened, and she would still go after him and save him, and Nehemia would still die. For me, the reasons for her anger aren’t strong enough.

Moving on, she basically hates the world and herself. Don’t get me wrong, I love stories about being broken and mending yourself together, but she is in another level of that. At some point I just wanted to slap her and scream “pull yourself together woman!”

But allas, we learn about her true powers and the history of what happened the night her parents died. Towards the end of the book, things finally get steamy and that’s when I started flipping the pages.

I didn’t like the multiple POVs because it was just too many to keep up. In some chapters the author mixes up POVs and we don’t know exactly whose line of thought we are following. Also, for me it was a bucket of cold water because every time I was finally invested in a character’s POV, it switched to another.

With all that being said, I did enjoy the story (though it could be shorter and more direct), and I will keep reading the series because I have to find out what happens. (though it may take a while).

The world building is beautifully crafted as always, and I applaud the writer for her imagination.

 

Have you read the Heir of Fire? What were your thoughts on it? 

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A Book is a Book: Literary Vs. Commercial

A Book is a Book: Literary Vs. Commercial

Hello everyone,

What do you see in the picture? Books, right? A book means someone (the author) is trying to give you a message. Trying to transport you to a different place, time, or simply to make you see your own world in a different point of view. The whole purpose of a book is simply to give you a message, to make you think critically, or to make you stop thinking about your daily life, and just drown within its pages. The same for a movie, play, music, painting, or any form of art that triggers something inside you.

But I was astonished to discover over the weekend, while I was taking a self-publishing course, that here in Brazil some books are not considered Literature, because they are more commercial or because their writing style isn’t as refined as others. I felt like these types of books were underestimated, as if they weren’t as good or valued as the others.

I always thought we had one Young-Adult genre, where all the sub-genres derived from, however, we have a Literary YA, and a commercial YA. (The names are different in Portuguese but won’t change the meaning of what I’m saying.) So where does this in-between commercial YA lies? Why Brazilians are not publishing Young-Adult novels that are not so refined (but still sends you a message clearly), and are more commercial? Most of the books we consume here are Young-Adult novels that come from english speaking countries, however, we ourselves are not writing them.

Doesn’t a book still have the same value even if it’s simply entertaining, and not didactic or refined, or stylistic more polished? I believe that books, no matter what genre, should all have the same value, because they are all trying to teach you something, entertain you, or make you feel something. The more rules we put on how books should look like, the less people will read it, because they will stay within one category. A book is supposed to make you feel fun, silly, courageous, strong, vulnerable, and intelligent. Just like we have different moods and tastes, so should books. Yes, some people think that YA books are silly or for teenagers, but they still make me feel good. Isn’t that the whole point of reading something? Having a good time?

If we want to stop complaining that the new generation doesn’t read that many books, why don’t we stop discriminating books in the first place? If it makes you feel happy, whole, and overall satisfied that is all that matters.

Don’t give up reading,

Artemis