UGH! So my review totally got eaten by the browser.
Or perhaps it was the lingering spirits of the cranky long-dead, who were all “oh, hey, that review was super-laaaame!”, as if they were the arbiters of taste and refinement.
“Oh, spirits, I shall vanquish you. I may not be a necromancer, but I totes read this awesome book so now I have… fictional skills!”
The spirits were unimpressed.
“Stop whining, oh living one. Write a damn review and be done with it. If we lived still, we would have told of this young man, Samhain, and his discovery that he is destined for greatness”.
“Oh you geise*, that’s a bit of a cliche. And this book is about more than that! Sure, it starts out as a bog-standard loser-dropout-without-any-appreciable-skills-discovers-untapped-greatness story, but the with and sparkle and fun moves it beyond cliche!”
“Yes, er, but what of … the villain? A bit… moustache- twirly, don’t you agree” sniffed the ghosts.
“Admittedly, I’d have liked to see his character fleshed out a bit- he did come off a little as ‘evil for the sake of evil’, but it’s not like his character sucked. On the contrary, he was an intriguing Big Bad, and I’d have liked to learn more about his history- what made him tick.”
At this point, the ghosts were just hovering and being argumentative and eating boiled travel sweets without offering me any.
“It was a great book!” I burst out. “Zippy, fast, fun, goofy, and witty! It had heart and moxie! Are you happy? Are you done now? IT SMELLS LIKE BLACKBERRIES IN HERE!!”
*this may be the worst puncrime I have ever committed.