Posted in Book Reviews

Book Review – Shadow of Night

Shadow of Night is a historical fantasy book by Deborah Harkness. It’s the sequel to A Discovery of Witches. The book picks up directly where A Discovery of Witches ended.

I was excited to start this book because I enjoyed A Discovery of Witches so much. Deborah Harkness brings the reader directly into Elizabethan London, where Diana and Matthew must search for Ashmole 782 while encountering the School of Night and other secrets from Matthew’s past.

Like the first book, it’s entirely written in first-person point of view, so the reader only gets Diana’s view of the events. Since Diana is a historian, readers get rich worldbuilding. Everything gets dissected and explained, including the setting, attire, and food. Those who enjoy a deep dive into historical fantasy will definitely enjoy this novel. However, there’s a caveat. More on this later.

What I enjoyed about this novel was the relationship between Matthew and Dianna. They acted like a couple, and they were still themselves; their own characters. Each had their needs and wants, and they weren’t merged into one person. The relationship felt like a tug of war as the couple navigated situations.

 This was largely due to getting to know more about Matthew, his family members, and his hidden life. It was a source of conflict, but also a source of growth between the two.

One thing I wanted to know more about was magic. Diana had a goal of learning more about her power, and while there were sections of the book that helped, it was put on the back burner for the rest of the book. Almost everything about the plot was about the political landscape. While it was understandable why it happened, I wished, as a reader, we had gotten more about it.

Part three of the five parts was the best in my opinion. It combined the historical details of the story from parts one and two, and it revealed more about Matthew’s life. It gave more time to the couple to act like a couple.

The biggest ‘complaint’ that I have for this book is the description. When the plot happened, it was great. I couldn’t stop reading. Then, the description came, and it was a slog. At first, I didn’t mind it because characters did go back in time, but then it felt like that’s all there was. Then, the plot would happen, and that would be great. Then, more description, and it was one or the other. It was never a combination of both until part three, but then parts four and five went back to the same formula.

I understand that as the characters traveled, description was necessary, but there were times that I thought it was too much.

The confrontation with two characters near the end was a bit jarring. Coming from a certain character, I wasn’t too surprised. However, that character had been ‘dropped,’ and then he suddenly sprang up like a ‘got you’ moment.

Many characters were dropped, only to be mentioned suddenly at the end. It felt like Dianna/reader was left out of a lot of things story-wise. I saw it as intentional because Matthew would keep Diana away from things, but it felt like Dianna was a passenger most of the time.

Overall, this book was not for me. There were many instances when the description got so detailed that I had to put the book down for days before I could pick it up again. I kept giving it a chance because the plot was good when it appeared on the page.

This is why I gave it a rating of three out of five. It’s not a bad rating, because I think those who enjoyed the description will love this book. For me, I was on the fence. It wasn’t terrible, but I wanted less of that.

Maturity-wise, it did have some themes and perhaps triggers for some people. Matthew and Diana are adults, and they do adult things. However, it wasn’t explicitly written.

I will continue with the third book. I made it through the second book, so I’m hoping the buildup and conclusion were worth it.

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Life Changes, and Catching Up

Whew! It’s been an eventful time since the last post, and I have a lot of news to share.

First and foremost, I am no longer a teacher. I decided to quit for the sake of my mental health. The stress of it all led to an unhealthy condition. With help, I have managed said condition. I’m in a better place now, and I feel more like myself than I ever did working in the public school setting. It was the right choice for me.

It was a big decision, but my family has been supportive and understanding. It feels strange not being in the classroom in front of students. Though I missed teaching the future generation, I know I had to step back.

As many of you know, or don’t know, I also went back for my master’s. Another reason for quitting my job was to finish my MFA. This program required me to write an 80-k word thesis, aka a novel, and without the extra time, I wouldn’t have completed it. My thesis took up the majority of my time, but I got it done!

I got it done!

It took me about four drafts to complete. After the second draft, I completely changed the point of view, so I had to rewrite it. Then, I had to work on the developmental edits and then the line editing. I’ve never been so exhausted yet proud all at the same time.

Currently, I am waiting on an editorial letter from my professor post-term. My plan is to do one more round of edits, then seek out beta readers. I’m not too sure about publishing times, but I’ve started building an agent list so I can query them later.

My MFA program helped me create my pitch, query letter, and synopsis. I am quite confident in my querying package. However, I do plan on giving it a once-over before I use anything.

This brings me to another piece of good news! I’m a recent MFA graduate! All that hard work paid off. My commencement is this weekend (I chose the virtual option), and I can’t be more excited. It’s been my dream to have a master’s degree. It’s definitely for self-fulfilment, but also gets me closer to one of my dreams: to teach at the collegiate level. One of the requirements is to have a master’s. While teaching was tough and stressful, I did fall in love with it. I also love writing, so I wanted to make a career out of the two.

I did it!

Another piece of good news is that I did it! The path to publishing has gotten closer. At the end of the year (2025), I began submitting to literary magazines. One of the reasons is that my MFA required a short story submission as a graduation requirement.

Another reason is that as a college professor, I need a publication record, and I need more opportunities for my work to be seen. The publishing path for novels is long, and I didn’t want to wait. So every month, I’ve submitted to at least one literary magazine with the hopes of being accepted.

Guess what? My work got accepted! You can read the announcement here. My work is going to officially going to be printed in an anthology. This is the first step to my dreams. While publication is forthcoming, it still feels amazing. I can say I’m a published author now.

Going forward, I’m planning on continuing my submission schedule (one lit magazine a month) while also building my author platform. I recently joined Threads and Instagram and will be setting up a newsletter soon. I want to make writing a larger part of my life, so I’m getting a head start.

Wish me luck!

-Kassandra

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Writing Prompt – Game Over

 

Game Over
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I took a shuddering breath. My lungs felt like they were about to cave in. What was this? I must be seeing things. There was no way this was a video game. Stuff like this didn’t happen in real life. This was real and I knew I was going to die. There was no way around that.

Somehow I managed to look away from the screen. There were figures around my bed but I couldn’t tell who they were. One of them held my hand, squeezing tightly. I felt their warmth but didn’t have the strength to squeeze back. Their voice sounded familiar but I couldn’t understand what they were saying. There were two others by the foot of the bed. I couldn’t recognize their faces either.

My memory was a bit hazy. I remember an accident and that my parents had been with me. No one had told me about them and I couldn’t manage to. Would they tell me if I asked? I couldn’t move either. My strength faded with each passing moment.

Again the screen flashed with the two options.

Maybe I was crazy for entertaining the thought. It wasn’t like I had any regrets. I got into a good college and attended school for two years, but I hadn’t enrolled for the next semester. There wasn’t anything I wanted to be. I’d thought if I took some time off, I could decide.

My parents had been okay with it. It’s why we decided to go on a family vacation . . . but then the accident happened. It was all coming back to me. And I knew, deep down, even if no one told me, that my parents were gone.

At the thought, my throat squeezed painfully. There was no point in staying then. There was nothing for me here.

Tiredly, I looked at the screen again. ‘Try again’ or ‘End Game’, huh? The decision was easy enough.

End Game.

Gradually, my vision darkened. The darkness started from the corners of my vision. It spread towards the center, darkening the blurred figures. Finally, the darkness reached the center and my vision went black.