Book Reviews

Review: Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas

I pride myself on the fact that I do read a large variety of books, by a variety of authors, in a variety of genres. However, if I were only allowed to read one book genre for the rest of my life (please don’t ever make me do this) it would be Young Adult (YA). If we were getting really particular, I would say specifically fantasy YA. I have great admiration for authors who are able to seemingly conjure everything – languages, countries, characters, history, maps, landscapes, creatures – out of nothing.

One of these fantasy YA epics is the Throne of Glass series by Sarah J. Maas.

This series is one that I have only ever heard good things about. In fact, I have never actually heard anything negative about if from anyone who has read it. If that’s not a glowing commendation, then I don’t know what is. And I would be an idiot not to read it in light of this. So I decided to FINALLY pick up the first book, Throne of Glass (after which the series is named), and use my Christmas break to engross myself in the entire saga.

The story centers on 18-year-old Celaena Sardothien, a highly trained and notorious assassin who, having been captured, is serving out her sentence in the salt mines of Endovier. One day, Celaena is forcibly brought before the Crown Prince, Dorian Havillard. He gives her the opportunity of a lifetime – her freedom in exchange for competing to become his father’s royal assassin. If she is successful, Celaena will serve the King for four years before finally being set free.

Under the ever-watchful eye of Chaol Westfall, the Captain of the Guard, Celaena begins her training for the competition; a series of elimination tests, culminating in a final hand-to-hand combat showdown, in which a number of thieves, assassins and warriors will be battling to be crowned the King’s Champion. But there are darker, otherworldly forces at work, and one by one the other contestants start turning up dead. Fearing for her life, Celaena decides to investigate into the deaths, and soon discovers that she has a greater destiny and purpose than she could have ever possibly imagined.

I absolutely devoured this book! Straight off the bat, we are thrown into the thick of it, with Celaena being escorted under guard to her audience with Prince Dorian. And it just keeps getting better from there. Not once did I feel that the story dragged on, or wasn’t keeping a good pace. There is a good mix of adrenaline inducing action, and slightly more passive character and relationship development.

I also adore the character Celaena; she is my favourite thing about this book. I know YA literature is full of feisty, independent females, but I feel like Celaena takes the cake here. Yes, she is feisty and independent, but she is also smart, morally flawed (at least to start with), and incredibly sassy. Bonus, she doesn’t faint at the sight of blood or violence. Let’s face it; she’d be a pretty useless assassin if she did.

I also get a kick out of a good love triangle, and it certainly looks like there is one being set up here between Celaena, Prince Dorian and Captain Westfall. Although there is not too much made of it in this novel, I have a feeling that it will certainly be brought to the fore and explored in the rest of the series. For those wondering, I am definitely #TeamChaol all the way.

To be honest, I really have nothing negative to say about this book – it has everything that I need in a good YA fantasy series and then some. I guess I have converted into one of those people who will rave on and on about how wonderful this book is.

Now to start the next book in the series, Crown of Midnight.

Bring it on.

Rating: 5/5


Where Do I Live Again?

Me: *answers ringing phone* Good afternoon, XYZ Bookstore. How can I help you?

Customer: I got a message from you guys that my books are in, so I’ve called up to give you the address to mail them to.

Me: Certainly. What’s the address?

Customer: … umm…err….hmm… I wrote it down and now I can’t find it. I’ll call you back. *hangs up*


The Pointless Call

Me: *answers phone* Good Morning. XYZ Bookstore. How can I help you?

Customer: Are you open Monday – Wednesday and Fridays 9am to 5:30pm, Thursdays 9am to 9pm, Saturdays 9am to 5pm, and Sundays 10am to 5pm?

Me: Yes.

Customer: Ok, thanks. Bye. *hangs up*

Me: *looks blankly at telephone*


‘Tis the Season…

Customer: Do you have ‘The Grinch Who Stole Christmas’?

Me: Our database shows we should have one copy, but it’s not on the shelf. Unfortunately, this means it has gone missing, probably stolen.

Customer: *laughing* Well, I guess you could say a Grinch stole ‘The Grinch Who Stole Christmas’.


Too Much Information…

Female Customer: Do you have [erotic/romance author] Sylvia Day’s fourth book?

Me: Yes, it was just released. They’re over here.

Female Customer: Have you read them?

Me: No I haven’t.

Female Customer: You should. They’re really good. Maybe a little too good.

Me: *looks at customer quizzically*

Female Customer: Let’s just say, I have 3 kids, and I have read her previous 3 books…

Me: … wow ….


With Age Comes Wisdom…

8-year-old kid: *points to top shelf* ‘Scuse me, can you get that book for me please?
Me: Sure!
8-year-old kid: How old are you?
Me: *reaching for book* How old do you think I am?
8-year-old kid: *thinks for a moment* 40.
Me: *Stops mid-reach and withdraws hand* No book for you.
8-year-old kid: NO! Wait! 45!…50?

I am 25.