Stopping by The LUV’NV today is the January Black blog tour, organized by I Am A Reader, Not A Writer. I got to read this absolutely amazing novel. In fact, it was so amazing, I added a new rating!
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy Romance
More than a second chance, this means freedom. Masters can choose where they work, a rarity among Regents, and the question is simple.
What was January Black?
Its a ship. Everyone knows that. Hadrian rejects that answer, though, and Matty becomes compelled by curiosity and pride to solve the puzzle. When his search for an answer turns up long-buried state secrets, Mattys journey becomes a collision course with a deadly royal decree. He’s been set up to fail, which forces him to choose. Run for his life with the challenge lost … or call the kings bluff.
Review contains no spoilers or hints to the story whatsoever. It consists mainly of:
fan-girling, a loss for words, arm-flailing, and bowing to the awesomeness that is this book and its author.
To give credit due to January Black and Mrs. Russo, I will attempt to get a grip and write a coherent review. Here we go:
January Black is what great books are made of. Like life, it’s about the pursuit of happiness. Yours, mine, the world’s. It’s about succeeding, flourishing, and having the freedom to do so. To make your own choices, to make mistakes, learn from them and then correct them, is one of the greatest liberties. Suffering the consequences of those mistakes is the price, which is made more valuable, heavy, when you’re not the one who made the choice in the first place. Like life, the actions of one (or many) can affect a single life or more. They can hurt, but they can inspire too.
With her debut novel, Wendy Russo took what could be a trivial pursuit and unfolded it to be a GRAND one. The question is simple enough: What was January Black? Of course, I’m not telling you, but I must say I was astounded by the answer, by the essence and magnitude of it. While I had ideas, the delicate, complex unraveling kept me guessing until the reveal. But it was upon the very end that I was left breathlessand still am. When I picked up this novel, I wasn’t expecting such an intricate, profound storyline.
I didn’t expect such a rich world, full of original details, with its own unique hints of medieval, sci-fi, and fantasy elementsa world that was beautiful and otherworldly and that wasn’t so unlike ours, if we would only look or pay attention. I didn’t expect such relevancy of real-world issues, either.
Neither did I expect themes and love stories that moved me. I criedand I mean the ugly, blubbering mess kind of cry from a deep, gut-wrenching ache, as well as misty eyes because of an explosion of warmth in my chest. I didn’t expect to fall in love with all the characters, each so different, refreshing, and strong, and definitely not as fast as I did.
That’s not to say I read books without those expectations that are more like hopes. Every time I pick up a book, I’m hoping for the best, to find it. I want to be wowed. I’m begging to be.
And I was with January Black.
This little journey of a book had me falling so fast and hard for it, over and over again. I didn’t want it to end. It’s been a couple weeks and I’m still going through withdrawals. There is no other fictional man for me other than Hadrian. If I could bestow the universe upon one couple, it would be Matty and Iris. If I could write a YA novel that could be enjoyed by teens and adults alike, I’d hope it would be as all-encompassing and well written as this one.
Don’t make the mistake of missing out on one amazing story. Read January Black.