Wednesday, February 18, 2015

REVIEW: MUD VEIN BY TARRYN FISHER

When reclusive novelist Senna Richards wakes up on her thirty-third birthday, everything has changed. Caged behind an electrical fence, locked in a house in the middle of the snow, Senna is left to decode the clues to find out why she was taken. If she wants her freedom, she has to take a close look at her past. But, her past has a heartbeat... and her kidnapper is nowhere to be found. With her survival hanging by a thread, Senna soon realizes this is a game. A dangerous one. Only the truth can set her free.

Kindle Edition, 283 pages
Published April 5th 2014
Source: Purchased

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Shel: Do NOT even think of reading this novel if you can't handle it. (Court: I didn't think I could!) Shel: I don't know how to explain what you'll need to have in order to 'handle it' but I know this novel isn't for everyone. (Court: But I did. I guess I found what you need. I'm still in awe of this book). Shel: It's not a sexy romance with all of the tropes you're used to seeing; it's a novel about living half a life, surviving on what you think is a cold, emotionless existence and it's a horror story (see the blurb). It's also a love story that managed to give me hope even as I felt flabbergasted at how to handle all of the things it threw at me.

Court: It is not a sexy romance, for sure. Not that I expected that...but I think that some people will look at the cover and think bondage and sex slavery. But it's not bondage or slavery in the way that would think. Senna wakes up locked in a house (that I first thought of as a house I could have built on Minecraft..haha) and has no where to go. But then...we start finding out things about the house, the occupants therein, and then we start getting teeny tiny clues into this young woman's life...how she lived...her thoughts...her history...her ability or lack of ability to love herself, and other people. The story that began to unfold hooked us, and wouldn't let go. 

Shel: I know I'm rambling and making zero sense but I don't know how to explain this novel in a way that would encourage you to buy it and yet be completely honest about how raw and melancholy it made me feel. Court: It did all of that, but I think that to not brave the story would be missing out on a beautiful novel that seriously knocked me sideways this morning. I literally couldn't put it down yesterday. Every detail hit me, made me cry (still, don't be afraid) and unbelievably put me back together when I was done...I am still reeling.

Shel: And to be honest, there were times when I asked...where is this going? Am I really reading this? And yet I was 100% percent compelled to turn each page, read each word, and think. (I thought a lot about Senna). Senna was someone I absolutely understood on a molecular level and hated for identifying with. She was so strong even when I could identify her weakness. She was so interesting and flawed and human. She was a survivor. She ...just...was. And if I'm going to talk of characters I must talk about Isaac. I still have so many questions about him; as much as this was Senna's story, it wouldn't be what it was without him. He was so intuitive and sensitive and right, even when he wasn't. I ached for him. I admired his ability to be and let be. And I ached for him. And I ached for her. And now? I ache for me. 

Court: God, Shelley...I also identify with her. Those deep, dark things that you don't tell people about. Everyone has them, but Senna wallows in them. Though, I can't identify with everything that happens to her in this story...there were a few things that I definitely did. Her character is one I am so in love with. She's honest, but she's not...she's creative, but she's not...She's definitely a fighter, but she forgot somewhere along the way to fight for herself in ways other than just pure survival (and trust me...she has plenty to survive). 

ISSAC: I think this man deserves his own heading. Wow. He is the ultimate guy that we wish for in every single book. He is understanding, loving, and takes chances on people that may not always deserve it (aka, Senna). The things that these two go through in this book...I just cannot even adequately explain how I feel about them, but Issac is amazing. He's also human...so things happen that I could still cry about as I am writing this...I hope that if you read this Issac makes you feel things too...or represents someone or something to you like he does me. 

Shel: I have all of these emotions. I'm carrying so much of this book with me--it's completely filled me to the brim with emotions--and I'm not sure exactly what to do with all of this, so I'm going to suggest that if you are okay with melancholy; if you are okay with being a curious and patient reader; if you are ready to finish a novel and have it weigh on you? Pick up this novel and then tell me what you think.

Court: Wow. I have to stop writing about this now, don't I. I hope that you pick up this beautiful book. I cannot recommend it highly enough, and even if you have certain things that make you *not* like a book...I think the depth of the writing and emotions will definitely help you adjust. Tarryn Fisher is a star. I cannot wait to read even more of her work...because that is definitely something one must do in times like these. She is a phenomenal author, and I thank her for this book. Thank you isn't enough though, is it. Well, I will go try to put my mind back together. I definitely had a moment this morning as I was finishing that people were needing me for mundane, every day, job things...and my world had just been rocked...It's true that other people don't know what happens to you when you're reading a book. That happened to me today! Wow! 



About the Author:
I would like to write a novel that every, single person loves, but not even J.K. Rowling could do that. Instead, I try to write stories that pull on people's emotions. I believe that sadness is the most powerful emotion, and swirled with regret the two become a dominating force. I love villains. Three of my favorites are Mother Gothel, Gaston and the Evil Queen who all suffered from a pretty wicked case of vanity (like me). I like to make these personality types the center of my stories. 

I love rain, Coke, Starbucks and sarcasm. I hate bad adjectives and the word "smolder". If you read my book-I love you. If you hate my book-I still love you, but please don't be mean to me; I'm half badass, half cry baby.



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