I want to start this review by saying how much I respect Scott Westerfeld as an author, due to his Uglies quartet. That respect is why I kept reading his Afterworlds. I still respect him…but Afterworlds was very disappointing.
The premise seemed appealing, two alternating storylines. One is about Darcy, a new author, alternating each chapter with Darcy’s novel. Cool idea! However…
The book irritated me right out of the gate. Darcy Patel is eighteen and wrote her entire novel during NaNoWriMo (not identified by name, but she wrote it all during November, so…), with no clarity on whether she’d written anything previously. With minimal or no revisions, she promptly got an agent, sold her book to a publisher for a three-hundred thousand dollar advancement and a two book contract. Which just does not happen. Okay, maybe it does, but it’s about as likely as winning the lottery. And the only author I’ve ever heard of it being that easy for was Edgar Rice Burroughs, ’round about 1910.
It doesn’t get better on that front. Darcy moves to New York (because, of course), gets an apartment on her own in Manhattan and is adored by all the other writers. She also gets an immediate new best friend who promptly and with no effort or angst from Darcy morphs into an awesome and incredibly understanding girlfriend. And we are right smack in one of my pet peeves, the Too Beloved Heroine. Because…really?
One of the best things in Darcy’s plotline, honestly, was when one of Darcy’s friends describes something as “nervous-making,” slang from the Uglies series that has crept into my brain. Seeing it in a Westerfeld book made me happy. Not a whole lot else in here did.
While everyone tells Darcy how wonderful her book is, I’m actually reading it in alternate chapters and…it’s just not that good. Lizzie survives a terrorist attack and, in the midst of this near-death experience, accesses the underworld and meets Yamaraj, a sort of Hindu death god but not. Ish. We then fall smack into another pet peeve, Instaromance! Because despite being midway through a terrorist attack and a near-death experience, Lizzie manages to describe Yamaraj as “beautiful” three times (that exact word) in his first five pages. And it all just sort of goes from there. Continue reading “Book Review: Afterworlds by Scott Westerfeld” →