Humans and androids crowd the raucous streets of New Beijing. A deadly plague ravages the population. From space, a ruthless lunar people watch, waiting to make their move. no one knows that Earth’s fate hinges on one girl . . .
Cinder, a gifted mechanic, is a cyborg. She’s a second-class citizen with a mysterious past, reviled by her stepmother and blamed for her stepsister’s illness. But when her life becomes intertwined with the handsome Prince Kai’s, she suddenly finds herself t the center of an intergalactic struggle, and a forbidden attraction. Caught between duty and freedom, loyalty and betrayal, she must uncover secrets about her past in order to protect her world’s future.
Oh my gosh, guys.
Oh. My. Gosh.
Let me start by saying this: this year’s reading experience has been mostly underwhelming. I didn’t get to do much at all for the first half of the year, for one thing–I was still with my own job, which was incredibly stressful and draining. Pair that with a hefty commute, and by the end of the day, it was all I could do to bang out a few sentences of the novel I was writing at the time. Reading was the last thing on my mind.
When I changed jobs over the summer, I suddenly had a lot more time and energy on my hands, so I threw myself back into reading. There were a few books here and there that I enjoyed, but I felt like I was going through the motions. I kept longing for a book–or dare I hope, an entire series–to sweep me off my feet, keep me up all night, and leave me in breathless anticipation for what happened next. Something infectious and emotional and creative and inventive and brilliant.
And then I found Cinder.
I’ve been toying with the idea of reading The Lunar Chronicles for a while. Cinder has been on my to-read list for at least a year, and has been chilling on my Kindle app for almost two months. I’m not sure what was holding me back. Maybe it was my hesitant attitude toward fairy tale adaptations, which seem to go wrong much more frequently than right. Maybe it was my growing skepticism of popular books, which almost never hold up to my expectations.
Whatever my aversion was, I’m glad I got over it. This book is excellent. Excellent.
Ms. Meyer’s writing is excellent in every way. Her construction in flawless, her dialogue easy and natural, and her world-building adept. Her descriptions are so fluid I felt like I was watching the events unfold before me rather than reading them. Her characters were so developed I half expected them to walk right out of my Kindle. I laughed. I cried. I became fascinated with the beautiful, strange, cruel world that Ms. Meyer has created. I’m dying to know more.
I’m hoping that subsequent books will explain a little more about the history of the world–when did cyborgs become second-class citizens, and why? When did people migrate to the moon?
My only criticism: I saw the “big twist” at the end coming ten miles away. Literally, less than a third of the way through the book, I said, “I’ll bet X is what’s going to happen,” and I was right. I wish that had been handled a little more carefully so as to be a bigger surprise.
I’m looking forward to reading the rest of the series!
Marissa Meyer is a fangirl at heart, with a closet full of customers, a Harry Potter wand on her desk, and a Tuxedo Mask doll hanging from her rear view mirror. Han and Leia are still her OTP. She may or may not be a cyborg.
Marissa writes books for teens, including the NYT bestselling series, The Lunar Chronicles.
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