Snow Like Ashes by Sara Raasch

Today's review will be about:

THE SUMMARY

A LIGHTNING-FAST TALE OF LOYALTY,
LOVE, AND FINDING ONE'S DESTINY.
Sixteen years ago the Kingdom of Winter was conquered and its citizens enslaved, leaving them without magic or a monarch. Now the Winterians' only hope for freedom is the eight survivors who managed to escape and rebuild the kingdom ever since.
Orphaned as an infant during Winter's defeat, Meira has lived her whole life as a refugee. Training to be a warrior - and desperately in love with her best friend and future king, Mather - she would do anything to help Winter rise to power again. So when scouts discover the location of the ancient locket that can restore their magic, Meira decides to go after it, only to find herself thrust into a world of evil magic and dangerous politics - and to realize that her destiny is not, never has been, her own.

MY REVIEW

There is one thing that I need to tell all of you before I start this review: (ahem) I love Winter. I love the snow, the ice, the hot cocoa, making snowmen and snow angels, and most of all the peppermint and its cool feeling. I get very excited when I see a single flake of snow falling to the ground. Now that you know that, you understand my beginning interest in this series.

Fan art by rozette28 on tumblr
"Even the strongest blizzard starts with a single snowflake." -Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes

Beside all of that, I was really interested in the type of magic that the back of the book described, magic that could heal the wounded, make land rich and fertile, that could make soldiers confident and courageous in the face of battle. We get a lot about them in this book, a lot of history that makes the story inside it even more real, more immersive, and gives you a different look at magic itself. In summary, every kingdom's monarch has a different magical item, or conduit, that is only usable by the royal line's male or female heirs. However, conduits can only be wielded by an heir of the same sex as the first monarch, so if they were male, the conduit would only work if you were male too. I would love to talk about this the entire blog, but I can't tell you much more about it because of spoilers. So, let's take a look at the setting.

A map of Primoria, where the books take place.

In this world, there are two types of kingdoms, the Seasons, which only go through one season (Winter is full of lots of snow and ice, Spring is littered with tons of blooming flowers, etc.), and then there are the Rhythm Kingdoms who, just like us, go through each season every year. In the middle are the Rania Plains, a hot wasteland where everything is hard to grow except for the sun-scorched plants that already live there, which is where we find our main gal at the beginning of the book.

This is a picture of a Chakram, a weapon with origins in India, and Meira's weapon of choice.
It also takes a very special place on the cover of the book.

What I really love about Meira, the main character in this book, is no matter what obstacle she is pushed towards during the book, no matter how many people tell her "you can't do that", she fights back just as fiercely and ends up finding a way to do what she wants, and to be herself. There is a flame of hope in her that is never truly extinguished, which makes her a lot of fun to read. I know that a lot of you were a little thrown out of interest when the back said "desperately in love with her best friend and future king, Mather", but if you aren't into the kind of lovey-dovey books, there is still at least seventy-five percent of the book to enjoy, and their forbidden love doesn't come up too often.
I know that a lot of you will want to know more about Meira's love interest, but I'm afraid that saying any more would lead to unforgivable spoilers, so if you're that interested I'd recommend just reading it.

The next book in the series; Ice Like Fire.

All in all, if you love a book filled to the brim with vivid history, beautiful scenery, awesome magic, and a plot with a lot of twists and turns, what are you waiting for? Pick this up and start the adventure!

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Sara Raasch has known she was destined for bookish things since the age of five, when her friends had a lemonade stand and she tagged along to sell her hand-drawn picture books too. Not much has changed since then: her friends still cock concerned eyebrows when she attempts to draw things, and her enthusiasm for the written word still drives her to extreme measures. Snow Like Ashes is her debut book. It does not feature her hand-drawn pictures. (Awwww...) She can be found on the web at www.sararaasch.tumblr.com and on twitter at @seesarawrite.

A LITTLE EXCERPT

"The rays of the sun prickle my skin as I stare up into the blue sky, wincing at a particularly sharp stone under my back. This is the fourth time in the last twenty minutes that I've ended up on the ground, watching stalks of prairie grass billow around my head. My lungs heave and sweat beads down my face, so I stay on my back, basking in this moment of peace.
Mather bends into my line of sight, upside down over me, and I hope he attributes the sudden heat in my cheeks to exertion. No matter how many times he puts me on the ground, he never looks anything but handsome. He's the kind of good-looking that makes me physically ache, makes me stumble for chairs when I'm caught unawares. A few pieces of his white Winterian hair dangle by his cheek, the rest of the shoulder-length strands held together by twine. The leather breastplate stretched over his chest highlights the fact that he's spent most of his life using those muscles in combat training, and his arms are lean and uncovered but for brassards. Freckles trail all along his pale face, his neck, his arms, a testament to the blinding sun of Rania Plains.
"Best six out of eleven?" The hopeful note in his voice, as if he honestly believes that I have a chance at beating him, makes me cock an eyebrow.
I groan. "Only if the next six events can be ranged."
Mather chuckles. "I'm under strict orders to get you to win at least one sword match by the time William and the rest return."
I narrow my eyes and try to swallow the longing that rushes at me. Sir left with Greer, Henn, and Dendera on a mission to Spring while the rest of us stayed behind: Mather, the future king (who gets to go on the more dangerous missions because he's been trained since birth in the art of fighting); Alysson, Sir's wife (who has never shown the slightest skill in fighting); Finn, the other able-bodied soldier (Sir's rule - Mather always has to have a capable fighter to back him up); and me, the perpetually in-training orphan girl (who, despite six years of sparring practice , still "isn't good enough" to be trusted with the important assignments).
Yes, I've had to use some of my skills on food-scouting assignments, to fight off the occasional soldier or disgruntled citizen of one of the four Rhythm Kingdoms. But when Sir arranges missions to Spring, missions on which we'll be directly benefiting Winter instead of simply bringing back supplies for the refugees, he always has an excuse for why I can't go: the Spring Kingdom is too dangerous; the mission is too important; can't risk it on a teenage girl."

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Well, that's all for now!

See you next time!

~Sea-Solo

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{A Blast from the Past} Bound by Donna Jo Napoli

Today's review will be about:

THE SUMMARY

YOUNG XING XING IS BOUND.

Bound to her late father's second wife and daughter. Bound to a life of servitude as a young girl in ancient China, where a woman is valued less than livestock. Bound to be alone, with no parents to arrange for a suitable husband. Xing Xing spends her days taking care of her half sister, Wei Ping, who cannot walk because of her foot bindings, the painful tradition for girls who are fit to be married. Even so, Xing Xing is content to practice her gift for poetry and calligraphy, and to dream of a life unbound by the laws of family and society.
But all of this is about to change as Stepmother, who has spent nearly all of the family's money, grows desperate to find a husband for Wei Ping. Xing Xing soon realizes that this greed and desperation may threaten not only her memories of the past, but also her dreams of the future.

MY REVIEW

I found this book years ago while I was doing a little bit of book shopping. I was looking though all of the shiny new books when I found this one, and started reading a little bit to decide whether or not I was going to buy it. Before I knew it I was a couple of chapters in and loving the world that the book brought me to. I think that part of me was enchanted by the fact that it was about a part of the world that I don't know much about, and therefore was a door into something that I might find interesting, and another part of me was interested in the subject of foot binding, something that I had never even heard about.

The above picture is of a woman with normally sized feet (left) next to the "trendy" bound feet (right).For those of you who don't know, foot binding is the tradition where women's feet were bound between the ages of four and six. This binding would make the feet smaller, preventing the foot's growth. The bindings would bend the girls' toes underneath her sole, and would wrap around their feet to their ankles. The purpose behind this would be to keep breaking the bones in the foot whenever it got too big, and would be finished in two or three years, after which the feet would be kept in bindings to retain the hoof-like shape. As the legend goes, it first became popular in the tenth century after a dancer had her feet bound like this and danced in front of the emperor on a stage shaped like a lotus flower.
The size of the bound foot even gave it different labels. A three-inch foot (or a "Golden Lotus") was the most desirable for a bride, a four-inch foot (or a "Silver Lotus") was okay too, but having a foot that was five inches or longer (or a "Iron Lotus") was undesirable and hard to find a husband with. Foot binding was made unpopular in 1923.
This trend of finding smaller feet more attractive is not that different from the trend towards small waists in Victorian England.

This is a picture of a "lotus shoe", one that women with bound feet would wear from the 1930s, balanced on top of a normally sized foot.

It was only after I had finished the book for the first time years ago that I realized that it was a re-telling of one of the most popular fairy tales around; Cinderella. All of the clues slipped past my notice; the absence of her father and mother, the presence of a mean stepmother who made her do all of the daily chores, etc. That being said, with or without your notice of what it is, this book is wonderful and well worth your time.
Xing Xing (pronounced Shing Shing) is a wonderful heroine who shows you the inside story of a woman in her time, and the spiritual responsibilities of someone like her. She's just like how you would expect a Cinderella to be; willing to follow orders, gentle, with some animal friends. Through all of her daily troubles she tries to be humble and keep a very close connection with her parent's spirits, which was a little twist in the normal Cinderella character that we see. She even goes out of her way to help keep her stepsister Wei Ping entertained who is stuck in the house until she learns to properly walk with her bound feet, a fact that Xing Xing could not be jealous over.
While Xing Xing's stepmother's name is never mentioned in the book, her character is as interesting as the main character's. She reminds me a bit of Hatsumomo (from Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden) in the way that she does anything that she can to get what she wants; a husband for Wei Ping, and therefore more money for her materialistic lifestyle. She doesn't treat Xing Xing too terribly, but she does make her do all of the chores and chastises her for taking too long doing something. If Xing Xing is doing something for Wei Ping that she wasn't ordered to do, she seems to get more approval from her stepmother, but only until she does something wrong.
Wei Ping herself doesn't do much in the story due to her bound feet, but at one part she does become a pretty good friend to Xing Xing, and even shares in the love of Xing Xing's animal friends, who do a lot more. One of them, a koi with red fins and golden eyes, appears throughout the book as a source of Xing Xing's comfort. She makes better friends with the fish, and even feeds it, hoping that the legend where a fish once turned into a dragon would happen to her fishy companion. At one point, she even moves the fish inside as entertainment for Wei Ping.
All in all, if you're looking for a book isn't too long (only 184 pages, folks!), that gives you a new way to look at the Cinderella story, and a heroine that you can cheer for, then look no further!

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Donna Jo Napoli is the acclaimed and award-winning author of many novels - both fantasies and contemporary stories. She won the Golden Kite Award for Stones in Water in 1997. Her novel Zel was named an American Bookseller Association Pick of the List, a Publishers Weekly Best Book, a BCCB Blue Ribbon, and a School Library Journal Best Book, and a number of her other novels have been selected as ALA Best Books. She is head of the linguistics department at Swathmore College in Pennsylvania, where she lives with her husband and their children.

A LITTLE EXCERPT

"Xing Xing squatted by the water, silent and unmoving. Her stillness was a prayer.
It was answered: The sun glinted red. Only an instant and it was over, but there could be no doubt; her eyes had not played tricks: A white fish with red fins and golden eyes zipped past and under a lotus leaf. She laughed in delight.
"Lazy One, bring the firewood," came the distant call.
In the past year, "Lazy One" had practically become Xing Xing's household name. She imagined her father's wife holding one hand above her eyes against the sun that was too bright today, it had already burned off the morning fog. She imagined her frowning in impatience, then ducking back into the shadows of the cave. The girl picked up the armful of wood she'd gathered and rushed back along the path. Her hair was tied in two hanging knots that thumped on her shoulders as she ran. Hurry, they drummed, hurry hurry. The cold dirt licked at her feet. Hurry hurry.
But she was wrong. Stepmother had not gone inside. The woman shivered in the chill of spring, arms crossed over her chest. "Get inside, Lazy One." She yanked one of Xing Xing's hair knots as the girl raced past through the open door."

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Well, that's all for now!

See you next time!

~Sea-Solo