

The book’s ending is also worth noting, because it is incredibly unsatisfying and more than a little confusing. When things finally do start happening the backstory of the island’s inhabitants is pealed back slowly at first and picks up steam until the book is nearly finished. I can’t help but feel I would have enjoyed it more if I was using a hallucinogenic myself while reading it. There is very little plot contained in this story, but it’s not really a character study, either. Nothing is explained at all as the reader is thrust forcefully into the world, which can make it even harder to connect with the story. For about half of the book the plot, if you can call it that, meanders along in a haze of hallucinogenic flower pollen. But I couldn’t read more than thirty pages at a time without sleepiness coming over me. It suits the story Lucy Christopher set out to tell. I enjoyed its lyrical, dream-like quality for the most part. Storm-Wake, however, was a trial to get through. The Tempest is one of my favorite plays, and I love re-workings of old and well-loved stories. The opinions expressed in it are my own unsolicited thoughts. This review is based on the Advanced Reader Copy lent to me by a friend.
