Today I start Daughter of Smoke and Bone by Laini Taylor. As I’m going in with all sorts of expectations, I’m reading the series along with Elaine, Sana, Lillian, Georgie and Crini. Turns out I’m the only one among us reading DoSaB for the fist time. I’m hoping I’ll come to love it as much as them seeing how they’re all re-reading.
I’m nervous, excited, scared and intrigued. It’s a hyped book, no doubt. It also is one of Elaine’s favourites. In fact, Elaine and Sana have been badgering me since last year to read it. I’ve never felt ready, thinking I had to clear some other books I wanted to read first, lest I lose my will to read. See, I’m afraid the series will be so good, I’ll be hard pressed to pick up other books to read afterwards.
Well, I’ve resigned myself to accepting that I’ll never be ready. That’s not a bad thing. This means that anticipation is welling up within me, as I await a roller coaster of emotions.
Last year I read the first few pages when I was deciding if I wanted to buy the trilogy. The US edition never wowed me but the UK edition is stunning. And when I read the beginning of Daughter of Smoke and Bone, I was tingling inside because the prose was beautiful. Now I’m finally going let it wash over me.