The Faerie Ring – Kiki Hamilton

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I write this review from an ARC I won from Tor last fall just before the release of the book (though it didn’t come until after the book was published, so I felt no rush to review).  I know that from an ARC I can’t critique the random grammatical mistakes or even some of the phrasing, but I highly doubt any major things were changed in the last draft, so I feel that this review should reflect the finished copy.

The Faerie Ring centers on Tara, known to all as Tiki, an orphan in Victorian London who has made her home with four other lost children picking pockets to fill their mouths.  When escaping a drunk Scot who caught her picking his pocket, Tiki jumps on the back of a cab and fall asleep, only waking when the carriage stops and she discovers that she is outside a large mansion.  The smells of the open kitchen door beckon her inside where she manages to steal some bread and cheese while a feast is being prepared, but not before being caught and making a run through the lush halls of the mansion to hide.  While hiding, Tiki discovers a beautiful ring that entrances her so much that she steals it without knowing that not only has she stolen from Queen Victoria herself, but she has also set off a centuries-old feud between the faeries and the Royals.

Tiki (whose name so closely resembles the author’s that it makes it a bit distracting) has several interesting qualities, one of them being that she constantly dresses as a boy to pick pockets.  I suppose because a lone boy would be bothered far less than a lone girl it makes sense for a girl struggling in 1870’s London, but I cannot remember Hamilton ever explaining that point.  Tiki grew up in a middle class home where she learned proper etiquette and developed a thirst for reading and learning, but her parents’ death forced her out on the streets to fend for herself.  She guards her adopted family of orphans with great care and trusts no one outside of it.  With all of that, she also bears a remarkable Celtic birthmark on her wrist.  All of these qualities should combine to make Tiki a much more interesting protagonist than what she actually turns out to be.

Perhaps the biggest fault here is not the story itself but the lack of depth.  As I was reading the book, I was constantly reminded of the sorts of stories children make up (myself included) or beginning authors might scribble down in their teens before they come up with something far more interesting. Motivations felt more like plot devices, right down to Tiki’s decision to steal the ring in the first place.  Any mention of the poor ill four-year-old Clara felt more of a ploy to garner sympathy for the kids than to actually add depth to Tiki’s personality.  Things happened because they needed to in order to keep the story going, but most of the transitions lacked explanation and reason (SPOILER For instance when Prince Leo learns the ring is still in Buckingham Palace, why did he not just have staff turn the place upside down looking for it, or look for it himself?)

While the plot definitely improves once the action gets going, Hamilton does not know how to navigate her desire to have a fairy store entwined with real Victorian lives.  Instead of weaving together the sad orphans’ tales and the stolen ring storyline, it jumped as if Hamilton had no idea how to make them connect.  So instead, a few days passed.  Or another section started, with little adjustment.  It is jarring and does seem to improve, or I also could have just stopped noticing it as much as I went through.

The book also abounded in British cliches; Hamilton even used the phrase “A thousand times yes.”  I thought I was going to gag, especially due to its context.

All in all, unless you have a penchant for YA fae fantasy, I would give this one a miss.  Hamilton researched her historical setting, but she forgot to listen to her characters when she was writing the book.

Rating: 4/10

Special Note:  There will of course be a sequel because this was a YA fantasy book, and the first two chapters are available on Hamilton’s website.  I decided to read them to see if her writing had improved.  No.  She opens the book with “The killer walked boldly down the corridor of the Summer Court.”  I heard Carol screaming in my head “Show, don’t tell!  No -ly words allowed!”


4 thoughts on “The Faerie Ring – Kiki Hamilton

    badrebelbeauty said:
    July 15, 2012 at 1:21 PM

    Wow, these are amazing reviews! Can I please submit an early request that you review my book should I ever get it published? 😉

    badrebelbeauty said:
    July 15, 2012 at 1:24 PM

    P.S.My favorite part, and what I also loved about you in person, is your brutal honesty and way of coining things with sincerity and sarcasm all at once 🙂 It’s always made me laugh! Rare traits found in people in general

    Marisa responded:
    July 15, 2012 at 7:28 PM

    Em, I would be glad to review your book! I love reading/watching things before others can. It’s a prideful fault, but it is so much fun. And thank you for your many compliments. When I first started reviewing, I found it hard to be truly negative about things I read, especially since I aspire to write myself. But, after reading so many books and the more I’ve reviewed, I figured it’s best to be honest. Sometimes I read a book and cannot believe that an editor picked it out of a pile and published it. *coughTwilightcough*

    breadnbutter said:
    June 7, 2013 at 2:20 AM

    Just to clear things up, yes, the author’s name and character’s name are a bit distracting. However, this is just pure coincidence, as the author didn’t notice herself until it was pointed out to her. (It was the one question i had to ask her when i had the chance to meet her).

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