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Waking Storms by Sarah Porter

Ok, picture it: You’re a mermaid. (Hopefully you’re a girl, because chest hair and scales just don’t go…) You’re swimming around being all mythical and hot, but you have problems. Apparently even mermaids can’t escape drama all the time. For Luce, her problems include being outcast from her tribe, an evil “queen”, a human lover, AND suspicious FBI agents. (Not to mention being an orphan and a former abuse victim. Which is how girls end up as mermaids, after all.)

PLUS there are killer whales that love to eat mermaids and icy terrible winters to contend with.

(For the record: If I were a mermaid I’d be in Bora Bora or Fiji. FORGET Alaska.)

In Sarah Porter’s second book in the Lost Voices Trilogy, Waking Storms, Luce has external struggles with her estranged tribe, her forbidden boyfriend, and the FBI. Her internal struggles (of course) lie in the gray area of doing what is easy versus doing what is right. (Been there, honey!) She must choose between her love for Dorian and the safety of the other mermaids. Her voice is becoming more and more powerful and Luce is beginning to realize that she must get past her selfish reluctance and lay claim to her right as queen for the betterment of all.

I really like Porter’s writing style in general and her use of prose really brings the story to life. She’s very descriptive and I can easily picture the scene taking place in my mind’s eye. She’s good at bringing a dark or emotional element to the forefront without overshadowing the characters or making the tone too depressing. The sea really comes to life under her skillful pen.

Plus, MERMAIDS ARE AWESOME. Duh.

However, as soon as the boyfriend and the FBI got involved, it killed me a little inside. I hated both of those energies throughout the novel. The FBI is annoying and horrible, as is the rest of the American government in all fiction anywhere ever. They’re always the bad guys that are nearly insurmountable in their power. Understood.

But Dorian? I HATED him. HATED. From the start.

Like, seriously, I get that you are a mermaid and you’re lonely and there are no mermen out there to satisfy your mermaid needs. (However that would work…?) No boys? It would totally suck. Especially for emotionally and/or physically abused young girls. All they want is a little love, I totally get it.

But at the risk of  your entire race being exposed and killed? Or trying to endure a tremendously agonizing transformation back to human form that is 99.99999% deadly? No thank you. I am sick of mermaids always giving up who they are to get the guy. Stay a mermaid, girl! There are only essays and bills and traffic and chores waiting for you out here!

When you read it yourself, you’ll realize why I screamed aloud in annoyance at some parts.

4 seashell bras of 5

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