Manic Monday
Title: Of Metal and Wishes
Author: Sarah Fine
Genre: YA
Release Date: August 5, 2014
Publisher: Margaret K. McElderry Books
Swoon-Worthy Cover and Writing! |
Dear Readers,
I hope all of you are having a wonderfully, bookish day! For me, life could not be any better. I actually ready 4 different YA excerpts and I loved them all. Not joking! Spectacular writing! And, to make things even better, tomorrow my husband and I are celebrating 19 years of marriage bliss--August 5, 1995. Yes, back in the Hootie and the Blowfish Days. So, it is quite fitting for me to choose a YA romance for a mini Manic Monday review.
I do not even have to finish reading Of Metal and Wishes to know this is a stellar YA (but I am going to read it ASAP). I am not ashamed that I measure a book's greatness by the cover and the level of the writing. This technique has never failed me. Really. So, just look at this gorgeous cover! White and dreamy and gothic and ghost-like. And a main character who is not white and blonde (because we need a lot more diversity in YA).
Summary from Pulseit:
This love
story for the ages, set in a reimagined industrial Asia, is a little dark, a
bit breathless, and completely compelling.
Sixteen-year-old Wen assists her father in his medical clinic, housed in a slaughterhouse staffed by the Noor, men hired as cheap factory labor. Wen often hears the whisper of a ghost in the slaughterhouse, a ghost who grants wishes to those who need them most. And after one of the Noor humiliates Wen, the ghost grants an impulsive wish of hers--brutally.
Guilt-ridden, Wen befriends the Noor, including the outspoken leader, a young man named Melik. At the same time, she is lured by the mystery of the ghost. As deadly accidents fuel tensions within the factory, Wen is torn between her growing feelings for Melik, who is enraged at the sadistic factory bosses and the prejudice faced by his people at the hand of Wen's, and her need to appease the ghost, who is determined to protect her against any threat -real or imagined. Will she determine whom to trust before the factory explodes, taking her down with it?
Sixteen-year-old Wen assists her father in his medical clinic, housed in a slaughterhouse staffed by the Noor, men hired as cheap factory labor. Wen often hears the whisper of a ghost in the slaughterhouse, a ghost who grants wishes to those who need them most. And after one of the Noor humiliates Wen, the ghost grants an impulsive wish of hers--brutally.
Guilt-ridden, Wen befriends the Noor, including the outspoken leader, a young man named Melik. At the same time, she is lured by the mystery of the ghost. As deadly accidents fuel tensions within the factory, Wen is torn between her growing feelings for Melik, who is enraged at the sadistic factory bosses and the prejudice faced by his people at the hand of Wen's, and her need to appease the ghost, who is determined to protect her against any threat -real or imagined. Will she determine whom to trust before the factory explodes, taking her down with it?
Chapter 1 Excerpt:
I fold my pillow over my ears,
crush it down, and think of my mother singing me to sleep. She always used to,
until her voice faded to a raspy croak and it hurt her to speak. Now there's no music in my life except in my
memories, but that’s okay, because I live there as much as I can.…
A month ago my life changed
forever. Now, instead of living in a
warm cottage with a lovely garden, I live on the factory compound. Instead of sitting in a kitchen and inhaling
the earthy scent of stewing vegetables, I sit in a cafeteria and pick at starchy
rice or thin soup shoveled from enormous vats.
Instead of reading the classics, I read medical text. Instead of the feather lightness of my mother’s
touch, I feel the dry, antiseptic rasp of my father’s.
Instead of embroidering silk, I
embroider skin.
I actually don’t mind that part.
Chapter 2 Excerpt:
I enter the front section of the factory and pass the entrance to the killing floor. On the other
side of the all are hundreds of men, armed with their long knives, hacking away with merciless
precision. The noise is deafening: the zing of the hooks, the wet slap and slash of blade against
bone and muscles, the crash of metal on metal as the belts churn in their forcer circles.
See what I mean about the greatness of this YA? I absolutely love the line "Instead of embroidering silk, I embroider skin." And then there is the whole idea about "the killing floor." That, in itself, could be a title for a book I 'd want to read! I also adore the "wet slap and slash of blade against bone and muscles..." Absolutely gorgeous writing to go along with the gorgeous cover.
Fictionally Yours Siempre,
Minerva Vasquez