I finished Tress of the Emerald Sea, a young adult fantasy adventure/romance by American author Brandon Sanderson. The book is about Tress, a window washer who lives on an island called the Rock in the middle of an ocean of emerald spores.
When I acquired the book, I didn't pay attention to the fact that it's a young adult novel. I've nothing against those, but it became evident pretty quickly that I don't belong to the targeted audience. Nonetheless, I finished the book and found it enjoyable enough.
The world Sanderson builds is intriguing. It's not a fantasy world I'd go for if I investigated the books I intend to read before purchasing them, but I don't. For instance, I never read any reviews of the book beforehand. And as often as not, I also skip the blurb. Yet, it turned out to be a world into which I wouldn't mind taking another peek. In short, the story takes place in a universe divided into several oceans of spores, each ruled by a moon of its own. The occupants live on islands, leaving which is difficult because the spores are dangerous.
The heroine of Tress of the Emerald Sea does leave her home island, however, to rescue her beloved, Charlie, who's been captured by the Sorceress of the Midnight Sea. Her voyage across the Verdant and Crimson Seas is captivating even for an adult reader, regardless of the plot being somewhat predictable and the characters being one-dimensional. As could be expected, the characters are either Good or Bad; there's not much of a middle ground. If this were an adult fantasy book, I would consider that a major failure, but as TotES is a young adult book, I'll just skimp over it.
All in all, I liked Tress of the Emerald Sea. It's an entertaining, easy-to-read story. Not something that'll dwell in your head for years, or even weeks, but worth considering if you're looking for a light-weight adventure sprinkled with the hints of a romance.
As a curiosity, this is the first Sanderson book I've read. Would I read more from him based on TotES? Yes. What's funny about it is that if I were me back in the day, when I was a young adult, I would've given up on the book when the talking rat made his entry and condemned the story as childish and the author as someone whose work I won't be wasting more time on. The boundaries of my imagination have, fortunately, widened since then, allowing me to find a talking rat an asset rather than an annoyance.
