Brace yourselves, this is going to be long. Even for me.
[Note: this review has what you'd probably call spoilers. There really was no way for me to put my thoughts down without getting specific. Since I didn't give away the ending, or any major plot points, I didn't tag anything...but if you think your reading experience will be colored by my opinions, if you're the type to want a totally clean slate when you start a book, then you probably want to move along. The next paragraph and the final three should be safe, though.]
I have really, really mixed feelings about this book. On one hand, I liked the idea of the story, I liked the setting, and I liked the plot. Unfortunately, the execution was amateurish...and that's me being diplomatic. It's kind of bizarre, actually; the author has a fair amount of skill at stringing sentences together and drawing people in. Sadly, that ability doesn't seem to help her avoid an awful lot of writing traps.
My hopes started to deflate almost immediately. See, Gibben is a young kid – 13 – who's in charge of the family farm and his two little brothers now that his parents are dead and his older sister is off in the guards. And just a couple pages in, he gets drafted, and that was the first strain on my ability to suspend disbelief; I can't really envision a society that doesn't have draft exemptions for those situations when it's more beneficial to that society for the draftee to stay home. A council that doesn't realize you can't draft all the farmers and still have food is just too hard to believe. Of course, it was necessary that the author paint the ruling council as one that doesn't care about its peasantry. I just wish the author hadn't picked such a direct route.
Actually, that sentiment is part of recurring theme: the author is about as subtle as a sledgehammer to the face, and it got to the point where I was actually finding myself getting disgusted by it all. Nott's writing has absolutely no finesse.
A low-impact example is how Gib instantly decided he didn't like one of the other students when the other kid had done nothing to warrant Gib's aversion. It was so ham-fisted that it was obvious the author wrote it in to make some sort of point. (A point that never seemed to materialize, BTW.) If you're trying to write a conflict between two characters, you really need to show the readers why that conflict persists. Gib is an otherwise-kind kid, and it's hard to believe he wouldn't extend the benefit of the doubt to a student who really hadn't done anything wrong.
Or there's how certain nobles are condescending to the point of complete ridiculousness. Nott wanted to portray them as elitist, so she wrote them as the biggest, baddest elitist caricatures possible. Even stranger, the highest nobles keep finding themselves in contact with peasant-class Gib. Gib has another lower-class classmate, but it really doesn't make sense. If everyone gets drafted – come hell or high water, apparently, and who cares if the law is draconian for no real purpose – one of two things would have happened: (1) the nobility is in regular contact with peasants of all sorts, in which case their bigotry doesn't make a whole lot of sense, or (2) the nobility would've gotten sick of the unwashed masses and arranged for separate classes, including the weapons training, and they wouldn't keep showing up to chat all the time. But instead of being knee-deep in hoi polloi, tripping over urchins left and right, you've got Gib, you've got this other kid, and there they are, mixing with their betters. The draft must have pulled in more than two commoners!
Or there's how Gib's roommate is aloof, and even though the two don't seem to spend a great deal of time together – and they certainly don't seem to bond – suddenly they're BFFs. Actually, Joel (the roommate) makes for another great example of the lack of delicacy. The other characters find him rather polarizing. That'd be fine, but in actuality, we either see a character defending him to the ends of the earth, or a character spewing venom above and beyond what the situation calls for. You can make a case that someone is either loved or hated without being so...extreme.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that over and over again, the author bludgeoned us rather than subtly guided us, and I have to say, it really detracted from the experience. And in addition to the pushiness of it all, there's a distinct lack of reasonable explanations throughout.
I had a real problem with the characters' ages. Gib is 13 and Joel is 15, and I just couldn't wrap my head around that. In some ways they really do act like children, but in others, they respond to situations as though they're much, much older. The romance is pretty PG, which is good, but that, too, seems like it would've worked better with older characters. Their youth didn't seem particularly important to the storyline, either; it's almost as though the author herself forgot that the characters were as young as they were. (Even the cover makes them look like older teens.) They don't talk like kids, either, and that got a bit jarring.
Oh, and let's talk about the romance. In short, it's pretty gag-worthy. Lots of “oh, my love” and “you are my everything” and “nothing shall tear me from your side” sorts of declarations. It was all but dripping with saccharine.
I guess since I'm on a roll here, I should also point out the inconsistent convention of addressing people by both their given and their surname. It doesn't happen all the time, either, which almost makes it worse. Had I been exposed to “well hello there, Gibben Nemesio” over and over again, I'd probably have grown used to it. But when sometimes he's Gib, and sometimes he's Nemesio, hearing him called Gibben Nemesio in a regular conversation is just weird.
So, anyway, all the little details – things that, on their own, here and there, would probably have been overlookable - conspired to take what could've been an outstanding new fantasy and render it marginal at best. But no doubt you're wondering how I could write this review, pretty much skewering the book, and still give it a three star rating. I'll tell you: I still liked it. The execution wasn't great, but the author was still telling a story that I really wanted to keep reading. In fact, that's probably *why* this review is so harsh – I wouldn't have been compelled to take so much time if I hadn't felt it had some real potential. Despite what you may be thinking, I don't get a thrill out of hurting authors' feelings. As it is, I kind of want to grab the author by the shoulders and shake her, demanding she hire a quality substantive editor, and maybe a couple beta readers who've actually published stuff of their own; the story her imagination came up with deserves it.
Actually, I should take the trouble to point out that there were some things the author did quite well. (Had she not, my estimation of this book's potential would've been a lot lower.) I'm really NOT just a jerk with a red pen! Dialogue is something I've seen a lot of authors have trouble with lately, and it seems to be the number one reason for book abandonment in my house - lots of books are written by people who don't know how to write it, or who don't bother to "listen" to what it "sounds like" before typing it, and the end result is stilted and unnatural. Nott's dialogue was darn good. Another good thing is the balance between exposition and action. Though I'll say again that some of the situations seem awfully contrived to get a point across, Nott doesn't take off like a shot without letting us figure out what's going on, and neither does she fall into the info-dump trap. That's a relief. And, the pacing is just fine, and that's another thing I've seen authors struggle to get right. Either the book plods or it tries to cram too much story into the story, and the end suffers for it. I think the scope of this book is just about right.
The point of reading a review is usually to help make the decision of whether to purchase a book, and honestly, I really don't know what to tell you. The story is first-rate, and the author does really well in some areas, but in others she comes across as a complete writing amateur...so, you'll probably just have to decide for yourself whether bad technique is enough to turn you off an otherwise great tale. For what it's worth, though, I'm probably going to read the second book when it comes out. If book two ends up with the same sorts of problems as this one, I'll write the author off...but it's not unheard of for an author to hit their stride later on in a series, and I think this one deserves the chance.