~ BOOK REVIEW BLOG TOUR ~ Handler ~ by Tish Thawer
Title:
Handler
Author: Tish
Thawer
Genre: Sci-Fi
Dystopian
Publisher: Amber Leaf
Publishing
Cover Designer: Emma
Michaels
Blurb:
Our world was perfect––until we broke the law: Don't go
out at night.
Utopian by day, dystopian by night; this is the world I
recently discovered. I now struggle with the fact that our whole society has
been based on a lie. There's only one way to change it––conquer the darkness
we've all been raised to fear.
Live the lie; fight to the death; become a Handler. It's
the only way.
A sci-fi/dystopian novel
My Review:
5 Out of 5 Stars!
LOVED. IT. Yes, straight to the point, but sums it up
entirely. This book was never at any point what I was expecting, and it was
such a fantastic surprise – or a lot of surprises, in this case! When I first
started the book, I was worried it was going to be your typical Utopian society
that some kids decided was a little too perfect, go off to investigate, and
find a bunch of secrets the ‘adults’ are hiding and decide to expose it. Nope.
I was SO wrong!
To say this book is dystopian, or even sci-fi…it’s hard
to put such small labels on it. There truly
is a bit of everything in it, and is what I enjoyed about it so much. You see the entire book through one character’s
eyes, so every event that unfolds that could potentially be answered through
another character’s eyes? Nope. You don’t find out until the main character
finds out what’s going on. It really
feels like you are right there with him the entire time…confused, angry,
scared, happy…all of it right along with him.
It was the perfect point of view for this book because it added to the
creepy and the billions of questions that keep building up, and flying at you.
I devoured this book.
There was so much detail – and not overdone, boring detail, but
movie-in-your-head detail – that I knew only a quarter of the way through that
this would definitely turn into more than one book. I wasn’t even mad. In fact, I was happy because I knew that this
entire world and what we find out about it is going to be giant, and I JUST.
CAN’T. WAIT!
This is definitely a more difficult review to write,
because I don’t want to give away any more than what the description of the
book already tells you. The journey of
questions and answers that just create more questions was the best part of the
ride in this book. All I can say is read
it. You MUST read it! If you like dystopian and sc-fi with a whole lot of
mystery, you will love this book as much as I did. I would definitely say it’s re-readable as
well, because there is so much you learn that will give you a completely
different perspective the 2nd time around. I can’t wait to see what book 2 has in store
for us!
Award Winning Author, Tish
Thawer, writes paranormal romances for all ages. From her first paranormal
cartoon, Isis, to the Twilight phenomenon, myth, magic, and superpowers have
always held a special place in her heart.
Tish is known for her detailed world-building and
magic-laced stories. Her work has been compared to Nora Roberts, Sam Cheever,
and Charlaine Harris. She has received nominations for multiple RONE Awards
(Reward of Novel Excellence), and Author of the Year (Fantasy, Dystopian,
Mystery), as well as nominations and wins for Best Cover, and a Reader’s Choice
Award.
Tish has worked as a computer consultant, photographer,
and graphic designer, and is a columnist for Gliterary Girl Media and has
bylines in RT Magazine and Literary Lunes Magazine. She resides in Colorado
with her husband and three wonderful children and is represented by Gandolfo,
Helin, and Fountain Literary
Management.
Author
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May
2069 ... Blood coated
bodies littered the ground as the mushroom cloud dissipated in the distance.
Horror struck faces stared up at me, frozen forever with tears streaking down
soot-covered cheeks. I swallowed hard as I stared into their dead
eyes.
“Colizan, would you care to join us for a walk?” Father
asked, pulling me from the image in my history
book.
I slammed the cover shut and smiled. “Of course, it
would be my pleasure.”
The warm sun glinted off the quartz sidewalk as my
father, mother, and I strolled from our assigned dwinn in the Northern
territory of Atal. Winding our way through the gardens which led to Common Park
had always been their preferred route. Picture perfect displays of green grass,
sparkling quartz, lush flowers, and elaborate water features dotted the
landscape. Mother and Father chatted enthusiastically just ahead of me while I
took in the scenery––the same scenery I’d enjoyed every day for eighteen years.
I tilted my head back and appreciated the glass and quartz buildings that lined
the sky. Some were tall and towering, others round and inviting; I loved them
all. I sighed and quickened my pace as we approached my favorite part of the
city––the museum. It reminded me of a picture I’d once seen of the Sydney Opera
House in Australia, but instead of white and cream concrete, it was all glass.
Ever since I was young, I always made it a point to stop and read the plaque
outside, and today was no exception.
“ATAL. Est. 2027. Redesigned from the ashes of
Atlanta.”
An image of a Genesis machine hovered over the
war-struck city in the foreground, and in the background stood the utopian
paradise left in its wake. The large spaceship-like device, with its metallic
domed body and long tendrils of machinery hanging down, had always fascinated
me.
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