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Book Review Tuesday (11/3/26) – Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil

Happy Tuesday, bibliophiles!

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I’ve been a fan of V.E. Schwab since high school, when I got into the Shades of Magic trilogy and This Savage Song. Though she’s hit-or-miss for me, she’s never been outright bad—I can usually depend on her for something nervy and dramatic. Hence why Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil went straight onto my TBR. I wanted something spooky to read for Halloween, and this delivered my much-needed gay vampire fix. But beyond that, Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil might be one of Schwab’s strongest novels to date.

Enjoy this week’s review!

Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil – V.E. Schwab

1532. Trapped in a loveless marriage, María yearns for freedom in a society that only sees women as homemakers and mothers. All she wants is to get away—and a mysterious stranger may just have the answer for her.

1827. Set to be pawned off to the next eligible bachelor, Charlotte wants more than from her sheltered, cushy life in London. But when an alluring, mysterious widow gives her a glimpse of a future she could seize, Charlotte leaps at the chance—at her own peril.

2019. Abroad in a new country for college, Alice feels like a fish out of water. She sought an escape from her troubled home life in Scotland, but is coming to regret upturning her life so drastically. But a chance meeting with a violet-haired stranger at a party upends her life forever.

Across time, these three women’s lives will intertwine, bloody and full of longing. But for all of them, the question remains: is the cost of immortality too high?

TW/CW: blood, child death, murder, toxic relationships, misogyny, loss of loved ones, grief, suicide, sexual content

I needed something to read for Halloween, and Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil did the trick! Vampires, lust, drama, romance…and some of the most horrifically toxic lesbians you’ve ever seen.

Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil might be one of V.E. Schwab’s strongest novels. Time after time, what draws me back is her enchanting prose; she has such a knack for the perfect metaphors that the story needs to accentuate the drama. A vampire novel was right up her alley, and Schwab dials up the gothic drama to the maximum, and her prose is what truly brought it to life. At the beginning, Schwab does kind of hit you over the head with some of the imagery, but once she eases into the flow of the novel, the momentum never stops. She brought Spain, England, and the East Coast of the U.S. to life with such brilliance, and I felt nothing short of there no matter how much globetrotting the novel did—and there was a lot of it. V.E. Schwab’s prose continues to be truly captivating, and time has only increased her powers.

Juggling three characters and five centuries is no easy task, but if anybody can do it, it’s V.E. Schwab. Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil does a stellar job of that balancing act, developing all three of the central characters at once. I loved exploring each of the three women’s backstories and watching the centuries sculpt them into what they’ve become today. They’re all tangled in this horrific web of abuse and patriarchy, but Schwab does an excellent job of making us empathetic towards their circumstances while never excusing the people (well, vampires) they became. You feel terribly for María when she’s trapped in the confines of the patriarchy, but once she gains such an insatiable lust for power and control, there’s no excusing anything she does past a certain threshold. For Charlotte, it’s trickier—I felt so much for her, especially once she tries to claw her way out from under Sabine’s control. And yet, she was guilty of some of the same toxicity as Sabine, just manifested in different ways against Alice.

Alice was the most sympathetic of the three, and I think she may have been the most well developed as well. Even though we spent centuries with Sabine and Charlotte, I think Schwab took the most care with her story. Her aching story of sisterhood, denial, and fear felt like the strongest emotional component of the whole novel, with her journey into vampirism mirroring how she’s been forced to make a name for herself outside of her family and trauma in Scotland. Without spoiling anything, I loved the role that she played in ending—but not quite resolving—the traumatic entanglements of the three vampires, and her story of carving out her own destiny tugged on my heartstrings in all the right ways.

Sure: Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil is about hunger. It’s about desire, it’s about liberation, and it’s about power. It’s a vampire book, after all. But I think at its core, this novel has something so powerful to say about how desire and hunger can plunge people into horrific cycles of trauma. María wanted freedom from the confines of patriarchy, but ended up so desperate for autonomy that she restricted it for everybody else in her life, turning into exactly the kind of dominating, predatory presence that she feared when she becomes Sabine. Charlotte was so focused on not becoming like Sabine that she asserted another kind of domineering control over Alice and her previous lovers. Alice was the one to break the cycle in the end (and I loved the ending scene, without spoiling anything), but she was also so caught up in this notion of shedding her past life that she risked becoming what she wanted to flee in the first place. I think it’s an excellent side of to explore in the common themes that come along with writing about vampires, as well as about queer women and misogyny. Schwab wove it all together nearly seamlessly, creating an incredibly powerful statement on the cyclical nature of trauma, for women and for queer people.

All in all, a top-notch vampire novel full of drama, desire, and hunger. 4.25 stars!

Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil is a standalone. V.E. Schwab is also the author of several other novels for teens and adults, including The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, the Shades of Magic trilogy (A Darker Shade of Magic, A Gathering of Shadows, and A Conjuring of Light), Gallant, the Villains series (Vicious, Vengeful, and Victorious), and many more.

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That’s it for this week’s Book Review Tuesday! Have a wonderful rest of your day, and take care of yourselves!

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Book Review Tuesday (2/20/24) – No Gods, No Monsters

Happy Tuesday, bibliophiles!

I’ve had this book on my radar for a few years, as well as The Lesson; I almost read it earlier last week, but then I discovered that I could only read it on my phone, for some reason (nope). Coincidentally, I found it at Barnes & Noble later that week (on a very necessary detour I made with a friend), so I finally decided to pick up a copy for myself. Now, I’m so glad that I have a hard copy—No Gods, No Monsters is one of the most unique fantasy novels I’ve read in a while!

Enjoy this week’s review!

No Gods, No Monsters (Convergence Saga, #1) – Caldwell Turnbull

Around the world, strange creatures have come out of hiding from the shadows. Creatures of myth and legend, those thought to be confined to the imagination. In the wake of this unexplained event, known globally as The Fracture, the stories of people across America collide. A woman reckon’s with her murdered brother, unjustly killed by Boston cops, but learns that her brother’s life was more fantastical than she could have ever imagined. A professor goes in search of a friend presumed dead, but finds a schism between two cults in its place. A young girl must warm up to the presence of her adopted sister, who she grows to love despite her bloodlust. All of these events converge as the world of monsters is revealed, but can mankind reckon with their presence—and their demand to be seen?

TW/CW: police brutality, gun violence, gore, substance abuse/past mentions of an overdose, sexual abuse, domestic abuse

If I’m being honest, it’s a real shame that No Gods, No Monsters has an average rating of 3.45 on Goodreads. To be fair, it’s probably one of those “you love it or you hate it” books, but I absolutely loved it. Sometimes you love the book with an average rating over 4.00 and tens of thousands of reviews, but sometimes it’s those lower-rated and lower-reviewed novels that hit the spot. (see also: Spare and Found Parts – Sarah Maria Griffin)

No Gods, No Monsters truly felt dreamlike, and that’s what made this novel stand out to me. It’s not concerned with being overly coherent, and it drifts about in bits and pieces. I guess that’s the aspect that put a lot of people off, but it’s the kind of writing and storytelling that suits the story that Turnbull is trying to tell. It fits with the whole theme of “monsters have come out of hiding and we can’t do anything about it” theme—there’s global panic, sure, but first there’s the denial that anything is happening at all, and then the reality hits you, and you still try to deny it. This whole novel felt like navigating the haze of denial while the monsters creep out of the shadows: you know exactly what’s going on, but as long as you can help it, I’m not here, this isn’t happening.

I feel like No Gods, No Monsters could have just as easily worked as a short story collection. Each section, switching POVs from dozens of characters who are slowly woven together, works on its own, situated within worlds that are’ separate until the threads begin to tie themselves into an interlocking web of magic towards the end. They all felt like short stories, but I don’t think anything was taken away from them not being short stories—No Gods, No Monsters is a very non-traditional novel in several ways, and I liked that it toed the line between novel and anthology in order to flesh out the themes of community and the things that bound all of the characters together in the chaos.

My favorite section had to be that of Sondra and Sonya—their story was all at once chilling and tender, heartwarming, heartbreaking, and horrifying. Off of the top of my head, this instance in the novel is one of the few depictions I can think of where talking about complicated love in a fantasy/sci-fi setting really does feel complicated; the complication is very literal in the sense of depicting the drain (no pun intended—no spoilers, though) on Sondra, but her horror of both reckoning with the actions of Sonya in the present and how much they bonded in the past felt nuanced in a way that truly made me feel for Sondra. In general, this part of the novel is representative of what I loved about the novel as a whole: although there were some physical consequences to the monsters coming out of hiding, I loved that Turnbull chose to focus more on the emotional and interpersonal connections that happened in the aftermath.

Going off of that point, I loved how No Gods, No Monsters handled its expansive worldbuilding! The event that incites everything that happens in the novel is implied to be the start of a global upheaval, but Turnbull handles the complexities of it with aplomb. It doesn’t feel like every single action movie where we go instantly into mass panic and riots in the streets (although that is stated to have happened in the background), but instead gives us information in breadcrumbs through how it affects the many and varied characters of the novel. I did find myself wanting more of how the monster emergence is affecting the world, but a) I figured that the uncertainty is a consequence of the characters themselves not fully knowing what’s going on, and b) the fact that this is a series, so we’re bound to learn more in the books to come. I have We Are the Crisis downloaded, so I’m excited to find out more!

All in all, a truly memorable and inventive fantasy that explored the not-often-discussed areas of trauma and denial in the face of global upheaval. 4 stars!

No Gods, No Monsters is the first installment in the Convergence Saga, followed by We Are the Crisis. Caldwell Turnbull is also the author of The Lesson.

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That’s it for this week’s Book Review Tuesday! Have a wonderful rest of your day, and take care of yourselves!