![]() ![]() ![]() This, as we can all see, bites instantly, and I found myself reading on, even if it was just to find out what in the name of hell was going on to this poor Finn chap. She doesn’t bludgeon the reader with an overbearing and weighty description of the scene and the events, but rather skims over it. But the Civicry were coming at last…”įisher throws you straight in at the start. ![]() He lay exhausted, the stone icy against his cheek. He couldn’t raise his chest to get enough air. His ankles were tangled in a slithering mass of metal, bolted through a ring in the pavement. His arms, spread wide, were weighted with links so heavy he could barely drag his wrists off the ground. “Finn had been flung on his face and chained to the stone slabs of the transitway. If the aim is to reel you in, then Incarceron drops a net around you and hauls you off into the darkness. Anyway, onwards!Īny author worth his or her literary salt will tell you that the opening sentence is the most important. I found it surprisingly action-packed and imaginative, and thankfully, it has managed to avoid the plethora of pitfalls that seem to pervade YA these days. Incarceron is a jumbled brew of fantasy, sci-fi, and young adult fiction. ![]() Her writing CV reads like a YA bestsellers list, and the Sunday Times quotes her as ‘A writer of rare talent’. Catherine Fisher, unbeknownst to me before spying the glittery cover of Incarceron at my local bookstore, is a veritable factory of fiction. ![]()
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