Blanca & Roja

The biggest lie of all is the story you think you already know. The del Cisne girls have never just been sisters; they’re also rivals, Blanca as obedient and graceful as Roja is vicious and manipulative. They know that, because of a generations-old spell, their family is bound to a bevy of swans deep in the woods. They know that, one day, the swans will pull them into a dangerous game that will leave one of them a girl, and trap the other in the body of a swan. But when two local boys become d...

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KeepCalmYA20 июня 2020 г.
мне, конечно, совсем не понравилось, но я в принципе могу понять, почему эта книжка могла понравиться кому-то (кто не я). маклемор has their way with words ([она] недавно came out as non-binary, так что теперь [её] местоимение - they), и в принципе вот эта сказочная, точнее даже магически-реалистская интонация поначалу затягивает и создает настроение
но потом становится слишком очевидно, что истории нет. то, что можно описать двумя-тремя фразами, размазывается почти на 500 страниц. особенно под конец становится очевидно, что вот есть в книге 4 POV-персонажа, и сейчас мы каждый эпизод будем видеть глазами каждого из них по очереди, да-да, одна и та же хрень описывается 4 раза, просто поверх события накладывается 4 набора эмоций
не думаю, что продолжу знакомство с этим автором, несмотря на очевидное умение писать, что-то у меня нет времени на подобные мемуары камня в лесу
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RamingoWS27 октября 2018 г.
As much as the adored girls called our town old-fashioned, no one made a move to change it. There was no room for me to ask to be called both him and her. There were already too many people who thought I was just a failure as a girl. They wouldn`t listen long enough for me to say that I had never been one. I was a boy who had to bear the same assumption so many girls endured, that I was simply the wrong kind of girl.
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RamingoWS27 октября 2018 г.
I was five, maybe six when I first saw the swans. I remember because Roja was still having her tantrums, so she couldn`t have been older than four. Our parents were trying to train them out of her, our mother by clutching her arm when she wailed for more than a few minutes, our father by crouching to meet her eyes and talking in a voce that was low, and neither harsh nor gentle.
"You can scream and cry if you want," he said. "But what you have in you is power."
His words were so level and sure, they made Roja quiet. Her tears froze on her cheeks.
"You let it wring you and throw you around like you`re a doll," Papa said. "And if that`s all you let it do, you`ll be a fool forever. Because that power, that anger in you, that is the best thing you have." He gave her a nod as proud as if she were a son. "So claim it. Pick yourself up and use it."
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