Publish date- 2015.
(A Brief) Synopsis:
Aza is dying. She’s been dying all her life. Only something, something in the sky only she can see and hear and, it seems, believe in, is calling her. Calling her up and away and home.
What I thought:
Magonia, aka the book of 2015 that everything I read told me was the book for me. Destiny and all that. It promised to be magical and bizarre, beautiful and a retelling, different from anything I’d ever read and complete with Magical. Birds.
I mean come on I am there. I was there when I saw the cover, tbh.
And I did love it. I reveled in the bizarre, the unique way Aza thought and spoke and lived, the originality and the fact some of it I didn’t get. It didn’t really matter, if some parts were a bit off, because on the whole I was so completely there. Not as there, invested with every inch of my being as I had imagined, but I was captivated none the less, and that is what I needed. Captivation. By originality, pure and fresh, gorgeous imagery and a POV that switched between two characters and didn’t leave me disgruntled- it left me equally excited and moved.
Aza was perhaps not a character I could relate to, early on, because her actions weren’t the ones I would have made, but I so enjoyed being with her and Jason and having my heart moved by their loss and love and the painful reality of their situation.
There were certain aspects, like Aza’s choices in some circumstances, that I just didn’t find myself rooting for- the character of Dai, who I had bad feelings about and felt far off (or over) board when it came to hints at the romance of; Aza’s insistance that she needed to be on earth once she was in Magonia, although it was all she had dreamed about (this was done so well it didn’t bother me much, but for a while she didn’t even take in her surrounds for want of going home and that frustrated me); the Breath.
It was very thoughtful and enjoyable, though. I look forward to any possibility of a sequel and a reread wherein I will discover and appreciate this gorgeous story on different levels.
Rating: Ooh, very good/Excellent.
It wasn't Romi's book of 2015 (but wait, the review for that is coming up!), but it was still all I had anticipated: original, fascinating, expressive, beautiful. It just didn't hit me quite so hard as I needed it to.