You know, currently my blog's tagline is "Reads books, all the time, mostly gay," but I was thinking of changing it to "Fatalism, Femmes, and Fiction," cause boy howdy, are dystopias looking like a step up.
S. E. Diemer dropped the book bomb on us this week, mentioning that agents said it was fascinating but we the readers would never believe something like it could happen. I am sure they are somewhere eating many, many words, because Moth, a near-future dystopia, was a gripping adventure that I devoured in one sitting. Piper, dragged from a house party with twin brother Easton, is thrown into rehabilatation camp for the crime of being gay. Tortured and traumatized but never broken, when her brother is dragged off to the Void for a false accusation, she takes advantage of everyday horrors to make a prison break. With luck, and a childhood best friend, and a Enforcer gone AWOL, she makes her way to the safe houses and people called Lanterns--drawing in Moths like herself to safety. But when the dictator breaks down in paranoia and shame, and her brother is inching ever closer to the Void, Piper has to decide whether to save herself, or keep her promise to her brother, and becomes the catalyst for the fates of Moths the country over.
Now, let's get this out of the way: there is a huge cliffhanger at the end. Decide whether or not that's for you; I didn't see it coming but it did make me ravenous for the sequel. Moth has a breakneck pace and, for such a brutal novel, a lot of kindness, and a lot of hope. I loved Piper and cheered for her decisions, for her empathy and ingenuity. She's a heroine I will be following with great interest, and I can't wait for the next in the series.
My heart is too sad, too small, too broken to hold all of this, and it scares me so much, but the moment is this. Is her. Her fingers, her hands, her sureness, her quickness, her murmuring words against my skin, the warmth of her breath on me. I know the way of a girl, know the paths to take, but this time...
Somehow it's different.
I don't know why this is different
I don't know.
That's a lie.