I was very wary about picking up this book because it's about a) a mythical China and b) sisterhoods. I am normally very pro-a and -b, but when they go wrong, I start frothing at the mouth and attempting to chuck things at walls.
I was almost going to write a glowing review in which I talked about how the author didn't fall into the associated traps that I thought she would, how refreshing I found that, how awesome it was to get a book with eight different female characters and their relationships.
And then the ending fell into all the associated traps and I avoiding chucking the book at the wall only because I didn't want to pay for any potential damage (to the wall, not the book).
Sigh.
In the fantasy China analogue Syai, women can swear into a bond of sisterhood, called
jin-shei (the sworn sisters are then your
jin-shei-bao). Tai somehow manages to become sworn sisters to the Empress, the circle increases, and much plot ensues.
The potential traps that I was desperately hoping to not have to read about were: 1) the circle of friends falling apart because of envy of each other, 2) the insane-sounding character from the cover flap to be the insane envious character who ruins everything, 3) tragic fates befalling everyone except the narrator, and 4) circle of friends falling apart because of envy. I know 1 is 4, but this is very important to me.
I have a vague feeling that many stories of sisterhood tend to end up with the sisterhood falling apart because of envy or jealousy, but I cannot substantiate this at all. I also have a vague feeling that many stories of brotherhood tend to not fall apart because of envy or jealousy, but I also cannot substantiate this at all. Mostly, I have a general impression that whenever female friendships are written about, the focus is on competition and cattiness (unsubstantiated generality on my part).
I was very, very happy with this book at first. The eight women all had different personalities and different jobs; there were writers and healers, empresses and warriors. It wasn't limited to one specific thing. And the author didn't seem to be weighting one occupation over the other. I also liked that the women listened to each other, that they respected each other in spite of their differences, that there weren't Stupid Misunderstandings.
Alas and alack, Nhia lost her personality mid-way, the empress indulged in multiple Stupid Misunderstandings, as did nearly everyone else, and the story collapsed into what felt like largely pointless gloom and doom.
I feel that if you want the gloom and doom to be less pointless, you should not write a prologue that strongly foreshadows said gloom and doom and generally makes the reader not care about characters that they know won't make it.
Also, in the very end, despite the diversity of the characters in the beginning, in the end, the happiest ones are the ones who have gone away from the public sphere and settled down with a husband and kids.
I am even more mad because the book was going so well until the last two hundred pages or so! I mean, I liked the China analogue! It felt real and non-cliched and non-stupid.
Needless to say, by the end, I really wanted to throw the book at something.
( Giant honking spoilers so I can rant at everyone )