I received this book for free from NetGalley, Publisher in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.Blue Lily, Lily Blue by Maggie Stiefvater
Series: The Raven Cycle #3
Published by Scholastic Press on October 21st 2014
Genres: Paranormal Fantasy, Young Adult
Source: NetGalley, Publisher
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There is danger in dreaming. But there is even more danger in waking up.
Blue Sargent has found things. For the first time in her life, she has friends she can trust, a group to which she can belong. The Raven Boys have taken her in as one of their own. Their problems have become hers, and her problems have become theirs.
The trick with found things though, is how easily they can be lost.
Friends can betray.
Mothers can disappear.
Visions can mislead.
Certainties can unravel.
My problem with the Raven Cycle quartet is that it’s so good and I love it so much, I don’t know how to talk about it. I try and think of legitimate points of discussion and how to describe them in such a way that eloquently gets across what I want to say and also convinces you that seriously, you need to be reading these books, but it quickly devolves into all-caps keyboard smashing and unintelligible howling (merely yelling is for lesser books).
If I were going to talk about it, I would tell you the Blue Lily, Lily Blue is a spectacular, magical daydream with a touch of nightmare creeping around the edges.
I’d tell you that Maggie Stiefvater’s prose is so vibrant, so alive, so individually hers that it becomes a character in it’s own right. It’s like powering a ley line. She takes a series of random, unconnected elements and places them just so that they come alive in such a way you’re left wondering why you ever thought they were unconnected in the first place. I’d tell you that her writing does something to me, it hits a place in my brain/heart/soul that makes it completely irresistible. I wish her words were a tangible thing that I could hold close to me.
I’d tell you that this book is creepy. The series is building to it’s end, things are getting weird(er) and there is definitely something dark and ominous lurking about Henrietta. It’s amazing that such a slow, dreamy book could keep me so on the edge of my seat, but there were moments when I was not only genuinely afraid for the characters but had shivers and goosebumps and maybe eyeballed the shadows in my living room with not a small amount of nerves.
I’d tell you that this book takes an already intricately woven story and adds even more layers. The characters continue to grow and discover new sides of themselves, as all brilliantly rendered characters should. I’d tell you the relationships are so perfect, so poignant they’re razor sharp. They’re built in tiny moments: fingertips brushing in secret, midnight phone calls, an observation, some hand creme, a mix tape. I’d tell you the villains and side characters are given just as much depth and rich detail as the main cast, making the book seem so full I have a hard time understanding how so much can be contained in such a small package.
I guess I can talk about it.
This series reminds me why I love reading. Read The Raven Cycle, read Blue Lily, Lily Blue. I promise it’s worth it.