Book Review: The Diviners by Libba Bray
The only problem with The Diviners is that the tome is so damn big that it’s a pain to carry around. And I wanted to carry it around. Everywhere. I guess there’s one more problem, too: I have to wait patiently for the forthcoming parts 2 and 3 of the trilogy.
I’ve read 88 books this year (2012) prior to The Diviners. It’s easily one of the top 5 most exciting and captivating and well-researched and multidimensional ones so far. It’s reminiscent of Bray’s Gemma Doyle Trilogy, but different too.
So you get thrown into the 1920’s and there’s our main character Evie, who’s got a flirty-smart flapper girl thing going on and is around 17. And then there’s Memphis, an African American teen boy who lives in Harlem and runs numbers for bets. There’s Jericho who’s Evie’s Uncle’s assistant, and Sam who robs Evie at the train station but later becomes a sort of ally- And they all have paranormal abilities. But not in a cheesy way. And so there’s a killer ravaging New York, and prohibition’s going on so there are speakeasies and night clubs and police raids… And all these details are hardly even a fraction of the story… Furhermore, it’s a Libba Bray book, so you can be certain that it includes a bunch of smart commentary on gender and race and sexuality.
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