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407 pages, Paperback
First published September 7, 2010
14. Does your character have a scar or other small "flaw" that is noticed by someone, but does not actually detract from your character's appearance from your point of view? Check.
42. Does your character always have money to spend on frivolities or whatever she really wants or needs at the time?
For no apparent reason? (EG, your character never works or gives any clue to any source of income.) Check.
52. Your character alone uses a weapon that:a.Is famous or legendary before the character acquires it?
b.Was given by some kind of spirit/magical being?
c.Is magical? Check.
75. Is your character some kind of 'chosen one' and/or a major part of a prophecy? Check.
78. On the subject of your character and her family...a.Was your character orphaned, abandoned, kicked out, or at least raised by a family/person that was not her own family? Check.
b.Was a major villain responsible for the death of the parents or guardians? Check.
c.Was your character responsible for the death of her parents/guardians?
d.Did your character witnessed the death of the parents/guardians? Check.
e.Was she adopted by a cruel family or person?
f.Ran away at any point? Check.
g.Raised herself? Check.
h.Lived in the streets? Check.
i.The very last or only survivor of anything? Check.
j.Adopted by another species/racial group?
And there are so many more questions. I'll just skip them and go straight to the result:36+ : Fanfiction authors, you might just want to start over. Role-players and original fiction authors, at this point your characters are likely to provoke eye-rolling and exclaimations of "yeah, right!" from your readers. (Well, at least from me.) Immediate workover is probably in order.
Haha! Awesome. I wonder if Cate Tierman knows about that test.
I hated the writing. First there are the random "OMG", "WTF", "ha ha ha", "whatever", "you know", and the infamous "I mean, I'm telling it like it is, people!" (yeah, that's directed to you, reader). Second, the book is weirdly written and suspiciously drafty. There's a sentence at the beginning she says : "Maybe it was in the 70's. Or was it in the sixties?" Well, which one is it? 1970's and 1960's or seventies and sixties?
Characterization: Reyn is a joke, he's some kind of washed-out copy of Dimitri Belikov's twin brother. Only with even less personality (and believe me, I did not think this was possible). Are we supposed to swoon? The descriptions throughout the book are terrible.
And I kept thinking that there was going to be a twist at the end because
Overall, I think the major problem for me is that I am a huge Anne Rice fan. When it comes to vampires in literature, if you've read and liked Anne Rice, how could this book ever compare?
If you want to read about immortals who've been walking the earth for centuries in excruciating anguish; who drown in despair because they can't tell whether they're damned or just undead; creatures who shed tears of blood because they are unable to feel their own heartbeats... Read Anne Rice. Her vampires saga is pure magic. Granted - she also has her flaws, but it's still so much more valuable than this book. And immortality is a subject that has way too much potential to be treated as casually as it is dealt with here.
In this book, Nastasya kept dropping random informations like "I was in France during the Revolution" or "I was sick with TB in Taïwan in 1618"... But none of it feels real, you know? You don't believe it for a second. She just drops countries and time periods because that's what she's supposed to do, being 456 years old. But it's just so shallow, you never really enter the world that Tiernan tried to create.
I thought of the best way to finish this review, and honestly, I'll just leave you with a quote from Interview of the Vampire. This is when vampire Lestat turns soft-hearted Louis into a vampire against his will - condemning him to an immortal life which may only perdure by murdering a victim each night - and he tries to explain that Louis now has to let go of all human remorse, for he has just entered a fabulous new world:“Evil is a point of view. We are immortal. And what we have before us are the rich feasts that conscience cannot appreciate and mortal men cannot know without regret. God kills, and so shall we; indiscriminately He takes the richest and the poorest, and so shall we; for no creatures under God are as we are, none so like Him as ourselves, dark angels not confined to the stinking limits of hell but wandering His earth and all its kingdoms.”
... And now a quote from Immortal Beloved:“Now he was kissing me, not in a scary way, not with hostility, but with warm, seductive intent. In a hayloft, in the barn, in the middle of the night. This scene brought to you by the letters W, T, and F.”
I rest my case.
“Being good is something that one must choose over and over again, every day, throughout the day, for the rest of one’s life,” Asher said. “A day is made of a thousand decisions, most small, some huge. With each decision, you have the chance to work toward light or sink toward darkness.”
“None of us here just decided one day to embrace good, or light, and leave darkness behind forever,” Asher said patiently. “It’s not a decision you make once. Being Terävä is how we’re born, but not how we have to stay. Being Tähti can be achieved, but once it’s achieved, it’s easily lost again.”
“You’re—you’re really not that good-looking,” I finally snapped. His eyes opened slightly—he had probably expected a comeback of somewhat higher quality. “Your nose is too pointy.” I was mortified to see my chest heave as I sucked in breath. “Your lips are too thin, you’re too tall, and your hair is really more brownish, not gold. Your eyes are small and squinty!”
Now he was looking at me as if he’d never seen someone having a psychotic break before and found it fascinating.
I flung down my dish towel, humiliated to be doing something so—clichéd. “Plus,” I hissed, “you’re such an asshole!”
Nastasya has spent the last century living as a spoiled, drugged-out party girl. She feels nothing and cares for no one. But when she witnesses her best friend, a Dark Immortal, torture a human, she realizes something's got to change. She seeks refuge at a rehab for wayward immortals, where she meets the gorgeous, undeniably sexy Reyn, who seems inexplicably linked to her past. Nastasya finally begins to deal with life, and even feels safe--until the night she learns that someone wants her dead.
Proving that maturity doesn’t necessarily come with age, I saluted and goose-stepped to the sink. ‘Yes, Herr Kommandant!’
“It’s hard,” Reyn said. “It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It’s a constant battle. It’s life or death.”
“And why do you try?”
“Because to not try is to admit the other side has won. To not try is to embrace death and eternal darkness. And in that way lies madness and despair and unending pain.”