(I was provided with a free copy of this book by the author for honest review.)
I have to admit I didn't start this book with the most open of minds. After an adolescence mostly spent reading variations on urban fantasy, I was pretty sure I'd seen every possible twist on the fairy concept, and I wasn't sure Sinners was going to offer anything new. A few pages in, I was pleasantly surprised to discover the most unapologetically brutal interpretation of the fey I'd ever encountered. Many, many people die in this book, and they do so bloodily, nastily, and generally for the amusement of one of the more twisted antagonists. Meanwhile, our hero is a drug dealer who is entirely indifferent to the horrific effects his products have on buyers, and who will cheerfully murder his competitors if they get in his way. No-one in Sinners is really likeable, which makes for an interesting if somewhat unsettling read.
So, on to the story: the author describes her protagonist as 'an asexual sidhe drug lord who is perpetually done with everyone', and that's really not a description I can better. Noble Lord Niavin of the somewhat disgraced House Arkezea is so sick of other people. He just wants to be left alone for long enough to have a bath; preferably one that doesn't involve washing off the blood of whichever luckless competitor dared to cross him last. Unfortunately for both his peace of mind and his laundry, pretty much everyone else in the sidhe realm has other ideas. The sheer complexity of the plot can get a bit bewildering at times - I think I lost track of precisely who was double-crossing who about halfway in - but the world-building is compelling and the startling extent of the sidhe powers provides a neat excuse for a literal deus ex machina ending.
The main reason I asked for a review copy of this book in the first place is because the main character is asexual, and as an asexual person I'm always hungry for more media representation. Some parts of the story I actually found a little too close to the mark: in the sidhe world, carrying on one's family line is considered a duty and asexuality is more or less unknown. Niavin, our point of view character, describes his asexuality as a 'condition' which complicates his life. It's a pretty accurate image of what life is like as an outsider in a sex-normative society. It's also a conversation I've had with myself one too many times, and it definitely doesn't make for comfortable reading. And while Niavin seems to accept his asexuality by the end of the book, I would have welcomed a more explicit confirmation from the narrative that there was no need for him to be 'cured'. There's also the fact that he apparently made it to his position as the best drug-dealer in all the land because, not being distracted by sex, he had more time and energy for work. Personally, I do not put the time I gain from not having sex into any greater purpose; I use it for messing about on the internet. Although to be fair, that's how I ended up reviewing this book in the first place, so perhaps Sinners isn't so far off the mark (and at least I'm not running a supernatural narcotics empire).
Sinners isn't perfect - there's plenty of other things I could quibble about, such as the author's habit of switching disorientingly between her protagonist's first and last name when sticking with one would have done just fine - but it's an entertaining read and a good train book. (As someone who's been commuting for an hour every weekday for the past six months, believe me, this is a compliment.) It's fun, with a surprisingly dark side, and while I'd like to see the asexual representation move away from its slightly tropey start, I'm still going to be keeping an eye out for the next installment.