Dare to Dream by Carys Jones
Published by REUTS Publications LLC Genres: Science Fiction, Young Adult
“The world was going to end. Of that, Maggie Trafford was certain.”
Fourteen-year-old Maggie Trafford leads a normal life. Well, as normal as being crammed in a three-bedroom house with four siblings and a single parent can be, anyway. But despite being somewhat ignored at home, Maggie excels, earning top grades, a best friend who would do anything for her, and stolen looks from a boy in Maths.
It’s not until the dreams start that Maggie realizes “normal” is the least of her problems. Every night, she lives the same nightmare—red lightning, shattered glass, destruction. But nightmares are just that, right? No one believes her when she says it’s an omen. At least, not until the already mysterious pillars of Stonehenge start falling.
No longer alone in her fear, Maggie and the world watch with bated breath as one after another, the historic stones tumble, like a clock counting down. But only Maggie knows what it means: when the last stone falls, destruction will reign. And when the world ends, there’s only one option left—survive.
Horrifying and raw, Dare to Dream is equal parts tragedy and hope, detailing the aftermath of apocalyptic catastrophe, the quest for survival, and the importance of belief.
Dare to Dream isn’t so much as horrifying as to a novel aimed at a younger audience rather than the upper teens running amok from book to book behind Bookwyrming Thoughts (and of course, their own blogs). Simply put: Ella will butcher this, Lupe will make this sprout unicorns, Rundus will dissect this in a manner as seriously as possible, and Sophia might do a combination of blandly blunt dissection while trying to sprout at least one unicorn so no one (hopefully) will get a headache in the process.
But of course, the very last reviewer might be exaggerating a little. She may also be hitting the truth button at the exact same time she decided to press the “write a review in the third person” button.
In this ever so “blandly blunt dissection” of a mini-review, Dare to Dream is essentially divided into two parts: the first part is before the apocalypse, and the second part is the aftermath. It is really just a book that has a main character with a broken family, cries often (well, she is fourteen), and finding her place in the world – all while receiving dreams of the end of the world in the same way nightly and finding out it’s in connection to the demise of Stonehenge. Oh, and it is also a day by day play of events that feels more proper in a sleeptastic documentary.
Basically, it’s just tales of family drama from a fourteen-year-old British schoolgirl. The whole apocalypse thing? It might as well be a subplot until you get to the second part, where the primary purpose is surviving it day by day. But the point is, middle school Sophia might like this better than high school senior Sophia, who actually likes the whole Stonehenge aspect.
In quick and rapid-fire succession about Victoria Aveyard’s Red Queen…
- Amanda Dolan is a phenomenal narrator. She makes the pages come alive in the ears if you know what I mean. Regal accent for the queen, awesome rambling skills that show Mare is nervous, fabulously “bitchy” voice for Evangeline, etc. Dolan might even top Fontgang. (Don’t worry. I still like your skills.)
- Someone tell me the song title and composer of the music at the beginning and the end of the audiobook because I love it. It has this ominous feeling that I like. Oh, and I admit I’m a music geek.
- There are some things I question. 1) Why would you use a shield that contains Mare’s powers if you’re trying to kill her? I mean, you KNOW her power. 2) I don’t think I caught how Silver blood became silver. Is it something as simple as, I don’t know, putting a bit of silver in Botox before injecting it? *strokes imaginary beard thoughtfully*
- The end. Any book that actually has an unpredictable ending is instantly music in my ears (not that I’m being biased, but let’s just say you get more merit) – when you read so many books, things tend to repeat. But that’s a discussion for another day.
- You’re like The Winner’s trilogy. I don’t need to say anything more, because this letter explains it all. If I write this one as a letter, I’ll plagiarize my own self.