Please bear with me as I ramble my way through this review.
As I was reading this book I had a discussion about my reaction to it with one of my friends on Goodreads. I wasn’t very into the book and found myself disappointed because I had unconsciously expected something different. I am a huge fan of the Harry Dresden series by Jim Butcher. I discovered the series at the same time I discovered the Anita Blake series by Laurell K. Hamilton. That was years ago, way before I had read any other Urban Fantasy or Paranormal Romance book.
I read the summary of this book and saw that it had a male main character written by a male author. I’ve recently begun trying to find more of these that interest me because I love the way Harry Dresden comes off. He seems like an actual guy, not just a guy seen through a girl’s filter. (So if you have rec’s for this type—pass them on in the comments!) So I snapped this book up because I had been contemplating buying the first book in the series for a while. I figured there was no time like the present to test the waters, and I’ve been trying to break my OCD need to read series in order with no exceptions.
Anyway, back on track. While I was expressing my disappointment my friend clarified something for me. Sometimes your first experiences with a particular type or genre will mold your expectations. Even if you don’t see a direct correlation between the books you expect something similar. I guess I saw the male lead paired with him being a magic user and assumed it would be in the vein of the Dresden series even though I didn’t mean to. I expected depth and intensity and growth and struggle and lots of magic. I don’t feel I got that here and I was unreasonably let down because of it.
I can’t say this is a bad book, because it’s not. But it wasn’t a good one for me either. At the most it was meh. It took me a couple days to get through because I found the style kind of monotone. There were no real highs and lows for me to sink into. Even when the big confrontation came at the end it felt matter of fact instead of intense. I just kept waiting for something to draw me into the action and it never happened.
I found the idea of some of the magic interesting. One of the characters has the talent to create a singularity.
”one of those odd constructs that mirror the real world, but aren’t entirely real themselves”
I thought that was a pretty neat idea, especially when we got further insight into it and other areas like it that can be accessed.
”Almost like a wiki,” said Jackie. “It’s already in place, but anyone can make changes to it, and sometimes those changes can be extensive.”
The secondary characters didn’t have much dimension and I honestly didn’t sense much of a connection between them and Mason (other than the fact that they pow-wowed frequently). Possibly that connection would have been stronger if I had started at book one. I think that might be the only thing that would prevent someone from reading this series out of order. Other than that I felt it was pretty standalone.
I think I might have liked this book a bit more despite the unexciting events if I had liked Mason more. I didn’t dislike him, but it was just another case of being sort of meh about it. I found his character pretty boring and occasionally irritating. He had nothing that really drew me in. (This could be different with a music lover because there are details of that in here that may draw some of you in.) I also found his method of investigating haphazard, bordering on ridiculous. He’d just walk into situations (or even search them out) knowing he had no plan or information to give him a slight advantage. It’s just frustrating because something bad always happened. He was also waaay friendlier than I would expect with people who had screwed with him in the past. I just couldn’t respect him much.
While I can’t recommend this book I can’t not recommend it either. The most I can say is that it just wasn’t my style. I think if you like your books a little slower paced with less action then you may enjoy this more than me.