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Book Review Tuesday (9/30/25) – Beasts of Carnaval

Posted on by madeline @ The Bookish Mutant

Happy Tuesday, bibliophiles!

Continuing with Latine Heritage Month, here’s a new release that caught my eye! The cover and premise seemed stunning, and I was intrigued by the inclusion of Taíno mythology. On almost all of those fronts, Beasts of Carnaval delivered instantly—I was hooked from page one!

Enjoy this week’s review!

Beasts of Carnaval – Rosália Rodrigo

Sofía has heard legends of Isla Bestia since she was a child. They say that enchanting performances and mysterious people populate the mysterious island, and those who come there are too entranced to ever return to the real world. Sofía is sensible enough to not believe the rumors. But when her twin brother goes missing, her trail leads to Isla Bestia. There, she’s drawn into a bizarre, luscious world of magic and shifting alliances. Caught up in a tangled web of intrigue, Sofía must keep her wits about her if she wants to find out which of her new allies are men—and which of them are monsters.

TW/CW: colonialism/imperialism themes, loss of loved ones (past), panic attacks, religious bigotry, blood, murder, racism/slavery themes, misogyny

Before I get into gushing about everything I adored about Beasts of Carnaval, I’ll get my one major pet peeve out of the way: fantasy worlds that are named so closely to reality that they basically are reality. Rodrigo’s world is essentially the Caribbean, except that the countries are named slightly differently—their colonizers are Hisperian, for instance. Real-word terms such as mestiza are used, so at that point…I dunno, it’s so close to historical reality, so why not just set it in the Caribbean of the past and just establish that there’s magic and some minor changes? Alternate history, anyone? I guess there’s a ton of fantasy novels that do that for European countries, but honestly, I’ve never liked it no matter the country that inspired the setting.

I dunno, the commentary would come across no matter the setting. Beasts of Carnaval isn’t the first book to have this, but for me, even though it peeved me, it didn’t take away from how lush the worldbuilding was; beyond the real-world hierarchies that were present, I loved the magic in this world, and it was integrated into the real world almost effortlessly. It’s a very fleshed out world rooted in historical themes and cultures, enlivened by vibrant and vivid magic inspired by Indigenous Taíno mythologies.

After reading Beasts of Carnaval, I’m absolutely going to be looking out for anything else that Rosália Rodrigo writes, because the prose of this novel was truly captivating! A Carnaval-inspired setting is bound to have some fun imagery, but Rodrigo wrung every ounce of magic out of it. With her prose, Isla Bestia wasn’t just abstractly a place that nobody wants to leave—she really makes you feel the seductive enchantment of the entire island! From the first description of the hummingbird dancer at the beginning, I was nothing short of captivated—I was hooked from start to finish, and I loved every minute of exploring the world that Rodrigo had crafted!

Compelling prose needs a compelling protagonist, and Sofía was just that! I adored her character, and she just seemed to leap off the page for me. From the start, I loved the many facets of her personality; she was strong-willed, determined, sensible, and sometimes practical to a fault, but I loved watching her adventures. Especially in contrast to the other characters around her, she was so focused on her mission of finding her missing brother that I got sucked in immediately. Hidden beneath her practical exterior, her deep caring for Sol made me root for her instantly, and I loved the way she fought back against the micro (and very much macro)aggressions that she experienced in daily life for being mixed-race. It’s rare that I love a character from the get-go, but Sofía captured my heart immediately!

A part of Sofía’s character that I also appreciated was the discussion of her mixed-race/mestiza identity! As a mixed-race person myself (though I’m very white-passing), I loved the nuanced discussions surrounding her conflicting feelings about her identity and how it positioned her in the highly stratified world around her. Rodrigo also had some excellent discussions about passing privilege and the treatment that Sofía got as this universe’s version of an Afro-Latina woman, especially with her being a former slave; Rodrigo did an excellent job of balancing her pride with the hurt she carries from enduring decades of racism from her peers and having to justify being a part of either of the communities she’s descended from. It was also especially poignant to have her arc revolving around discovering the magic of her Indigenous ancestors, inspired by Taíno mythology! It’s always so fulfilling to connect with one’s culture (speaking from experience), and to have that be physically manifested as healing magic was nothing short of emotional. I couldn’t get enough of it!

Overall, an enchanting and emotional novel that hooked me instantly. 4 stars!

Beasts of Carnaval is Rosália Rodrigo’s debut novel.

Today’s song:

MICHELANGELO DYING MY BELOVED

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 (9/16/25) – Mistress of Bones

Posted on by madeline @ The Bookish Mutant

Happy Tuesday, bibliophiles!

Guess who’s back/back again…with a negative review. Oopsies.

Yeah, sorry. I feel like this always happens, and I hate that it’s happening a) right when I come back to blogging in earnest and b) at the start of Latine Heritage Month. I swear this has happened so many times. (Don’t worry! I made a whole post about so many more books by Latine authors that are actually worth a read!) But a gal’s gotta review some bad books sometimes, and remember, kids: a book’s diversity doesn’t immediately mean that there aren’t any issues with the writing.

I’ve been hearing about Mistress of Bones around the blogosphere, and the premise seemed like some classic, YA fantasy fun. I regret to inform you that I’ve once again been duped into reading a very lackluster and generic fantasy book. There’s some slack I’m willing to give this novel because it’s Maria Z. Medina’s debut, but god, I haven’t read such a hot mess in quite some time.

Enjoy this week’s review!

Mistress of Bones – Maria Z. Medina

Azul de Arroyo cares for little more in life than her beloved older sister, who had an early death at fourteen. But by channeling the bone magic of her people, she was able to resurrect her at a young age. But when her sister is killed again, she has no choice to journey to the capital city in order to steal back her sister’s bones and return her to life. Soon, Azul has run afoul of the Emissary of Lord Death; her escapades have not gone unnoticed, and he’s got his eye on her. The rules of Death cannot be reversed so easily, and he’ll do anything to stop her—however pulled he is to her. Dragged into a tangled web of dark magic and court intrigue, Azul must do everything in her power to bring her sister back—even at the cost of the world.

TW/CW: animal death, loss of loved ones, violence, gore, murder

DNF at about 60%. I just couldn’t take it. I really tried to make it through this one, but at a certain point, I realized just how fleeting life is, and wanted to spend that life with something other than this novel.

Listen. There’s a certain amount of slack I’m willing to give a novel like this based on a) the fact that it’s a debut novel, and b) how hard it is to get published as a marginalized author. Every novel is, to some extent, a labor of love, and I’m sure this was the truth for Mistress of Bones. I don’t mean to discount the work of Medina and anybody else involved. But god, this was a MESS. Labor of love as writing always is, this needed at least two more rounds of editing. At LEAST.

The problem with the setup of Mistress of Bones wasn’t that it had a nonlinear timeline. I don’t even know if I would call it nonlinear, but there aren’t adequate words to describe…quite what the situation with this novel is. It’s less nonlinear and more just thousands of flashbacks in a trenchcoat posing as a novel. I didn’t mind them in the prologue, and in fact, I did actually enjoy the way the prologue set up the narrative and the tone of the story. It was appropriately spooky and it set up Azul’s character nicely—it got the job done. However, this novel ended up being 50% flashbacks. Mind you, they weren’t just to the same period as the prologue, but jumping to entirely random years in the past. None of it made any logical sense, and not even in a convoluted way—it wasn’t complex, the plot points were just scattered every which way. At that point, if that much of your plot is propped up by taking random detours into the past, there’s something desperately wrong with the plot. Take the flashbacks away, and the plot was just the writing equivalent of a pile of crumpled-up tissues on the ground.

I’m usually one for bombastic dialogue; in fact, I’d like to think that I have a good tolerance, given the steady diet of classic sci-fi novels and ’80s X-Men comics I consumed when I was in high school. If done right, campy dialogue can enhance the atmosphere and the writing style in many ways. But Mistress of Bones missed the mark by miles. The key to its downfall was how self-serious it all was. Once again: I still read a good amount of YA, and there’s a certain amount of drama that you’ve got to accept from the get-go. But Medina constantly had teenagers exclaiming “Bah!” like Romantic English poets and then spouting off the corniest lines of dialogue known to man without an inch of self-awareness. (Thomas Thorne-core, and I don’t mean that in a good way. iykyk.) It was just so self-serious that it defeated the purpose of amping up the drama. What’s more is that all of the characters had the exact same voice. I expected it to be just reserved for the spooky edgelord male YA love interest, but no…they were ALL involved in this. If you’re aiming for drama, you at least have to do it right.

Speaking of the characters…they were also woefully mishandled. I’m wise enough in my older years (read: my early twenties) to know that hardly any YA fantasy book marketed with a Six of Crows comparison delivers. But this was a special kind of mismarketing. First off, only Azul, the Emissary, and Nereida really got any page time. There were a handful of other purportedly important characters skittering about somewhere, but they got so little page time that I lost interest in them and their minimal sway over the plot. Not only that, but even between the main characters, they all had virtually the same voice. They all had that pompous, overly self-serious tone that I spoke about earlier, but there was almost zero variation between any of them. You mean to say that a witch, the emissary of death himself, and a seventeen year old girl would have the exact same speaking voice? It’s almost like they were indistinguishable from each other on purpose—I can’t think of any other explanation for the breadth of how far this hot mess spreads.

Beneath it all, I can’t really say that there was much about Mistress of Bones that grabbed my attention. There were a few quirks in the worldbuilding that kept me reading for a good length, but they were barely sustained. I’m always excited to see Latine-inspired worlds and cultures in genre fiction, but it barely extended past the Spanish-inspired names. I was intrigued by the whole concept of the floating continents and the gods that mandated this seismic shift, but it barely seemed to have any bearing on the plot or the characters. The Emissary of Death should’ve had significant sway over the plot and over Azul’s actions, but the title only served to give him more edgelord love interest points. Looking back, I think this issue boils down most of my problems with Mistress of Bones as a whole: it was all setup with no payoff. We were promised a multilayered, multi-POV fantasy with romance and intrigue, and we only got the bones of those things (no pun intended). It was all skeleton, with no skin or muscle tissue to make the novel into something that could function on its own.

All in all, a novel full of messy, undelivered promises masquerading as a plot. 1.5 stars.

Mistress of Bones is Maria Z. Medina’s debut novel and the first novel in the Mistress of Bones duology; no information is currently available about the sequel.

Today’s song:

GORILLAZ AND SPARKS, THIS IS NOT A DRILL

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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The Bookish Mutant’s Books for National Latine Heritage Month (2025 Edition)

Posted on by madeline @ The Bookish Mutant

TW/CW: there are mentions of gun violence/school shootings as well as deportations/racism in this post. If those are sensitive topics for you, scroll down to the bold, underlined text to see the book recommendations. Take care of yourself!

Happy Monday, bibliophiles! Looks like I’ll be back for the foreseeable future, now that I’ve adequately got my stuff in order life-wise. As much as I can.

I’d like to take a moment before I get into this post to talk about something nobody seems to want to talk about. I hate to start this off on a somber note, but I have to get this off my chest. I was planning on coming back to the blogosphere earlier, but last week happened to be a dumpster fire like no other. On Wednesday, September 10th, Evergreen High School—the high school I attended—was the victim of a school shooting. Yet nobody seemed to care, solely because a certain conservative influencer happened to be louder and more favored by Trump, and therefore more important, than my community. Days after this tragedy hit my community, it seemed to disappear from the headlines, even when it was revealed that the shooter, like so many in this country, had been radicalized by neo-Nazi and white supremacist ideologies online. I’m livid. I’m heartbroken. I’m only just now coming down from the horrific mess of feelings that came about on Wednesday. If you take anything from this part of the post, it’s that none of these shootings are nameless. This happened in the town where I grew up, where I made friends and had crushes and went through awkward high school stages, just like the rest of you. I beg of you: remember that school shootings are neither abstract nor nameless. End gun violence now. To everyone in the mountain community that I’ve called home for so many years, I love you. Take care of yourselves, take care of each other.

If you’d like to help out, the Colorado Healing Fund is taking donations to support repairs for EHS and to help the families whose children have been affected by this tragedy. Please chip in what you can. If not, keep speaking out. Remember Evergreen. Remember every other victim of gun violence.

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Now, then…here in the U.S., September 15th-October 15th is Latine Heritage Month! Regrettably, I never got around to making a full blown recommendations list like I usually do. September-October is a dicey time as far as getting my stuff together for school, but it is a little embarrassing, given that I’m half Latina. But there’s no time like the present.

Though I’m proud as ever of my heritage, I can’t help but find difficulty in being celebratory now, as with…well, any other specific identity-based post I’ve made in the past year. But this one feels especially raw, given how wantonly carelessly this country has treated its Latine diaspora for the past decade. It’s never stopped, but the fire has only grown greater this year, what with the inhumane ICE raids disproportionately targeting Latine immigrants. Just a week ago, the Supreme Court ruled that it was constitutional (if that word means anything anymore) to racially discriminate, especially against Latine individuals, during immigration stops. Somehow, our country has come to a place where powerful people can casually suggest that the entire Latine population of the United States be fed to alligators and face no consequences. It’s hard to be celebratory when a key part of my heritage and community is under attack, continually without consequences.

But as with any marginalized community, even in times of such strife as these, we must resist the fact that our lives are defined only by suffering. Every time I learn more about my Colombian heritage, I feel fuller. More me. Even though it’s only a half of me, I feel like I’m discovering more of myself. And that brings me so much joy. Reading beautiful books by Latine authors brings me joy. Eating food from my culture brings me joy. If nothing else, we must remember that joy is an act of resistance. No amount of slander and hurt from the government will make us less Latine. They can never erase us. So I hope we can come together and celebrate what makes us fuller and celebrate the joy of community, because that can never be extinguished.

For my past lists for Latinx Heritage Month, click here: 

NOTE: I’ve switched to using “Latine” as opposed to “Latinx” from now on, as there have been criticisms that “Latinx” is more Westernized; though Spanish is a gendered language, the suffix -e is frequently used to denote gender neutrality. Personally, I use Latina to refer to myself since I’m a cis woman, but I generally use Latine to refer to the community at large. If you’re in the community, use whichever language suits you best. I’m just too lazy to change my header…oops.

THE BOOKISH MUTANT’S BOOKS FOR NATIONAL LATINE HERITAGE MONTH (2025 EDITION)

FANTASY:

SCIENCE FICTION:

REALISTIC FICTION:

TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! Have you read any of these books, and if so, did you like them? What are some of your favorite books by Latine/x authors? Let me know in the comments!

Today’s song:

That’s it for this recommendations post! Have a wonderful rest of your day, and take care of yourselves!