Over the last year, I’ve become a huge fan of N.K. Jemisin’s writing, though I hadn’t yet dipped my toes into the Broken Earth series. Grabbing a copy a few weeks ago at our local brick and mortar bookstore, I was excited to dive in and see what all the fuss was about. I knew going in that fuss was merited. Several people I know had already gushed rather openly about the loveliness of this series, but I had no idea what to expect beyond apocalyptic heartache.
The narrative styles in this book bounce around a bit, which at first threw me a little. Once I was able to settle into the style, it was a smooth ride that kept me turning page after page after page like some glutton that would expire unless I devoured it all as quickly as possible.
I don’t want to talk about what this book was about because I feel like there are so many things that will give too much away even though this book has been out for a few years and so many have already read it. I would not want to spoil a single thing for those who haven’t had a chance to read it because honestly, every page of this book is freaking magic, and discovering it for yourself is a thousand percent worth it. And speaking of magic, the magic of this apocalyptic world is intense and intriguing, and after only one book in the series, it’s still a mystery to me I can’t wait to unravel thread by thread. The characters are well drawn, their connections and relationships intriguing and compelling, and that’s about all I’m going to say about this book.
Well… I will also say this, as I know it’s hard to take a book review without much content into consideration: I climbed into bed with 130 pages left to read one night, and closed the book ninety minutes later with my lower lip still trembling and my mind still absolutely blown. This series is worth trying without knowing much about it, I promise you.
Five out of five stars… Heck, I’d give it fifty out of five if that meant anything, but that’s just gibberish, right?