“…Thomas Madigan is living in a nightmare. Isla just wants to go back to the sea. Kit Macrae thinks he’s drowning. Tanis Hughes needs to feed. And Owen Darrow doesn’t seem to exist…”
I can’t remember how I initially came across this book, but damn am I glad I did. Weak Heart is a magical mystery with high stakes and high emotions, nestled deeply in Scottish folklore. This book has its cozy moments, bundled inside with a cup of tea next to a fire, but you have to spend time fighting outside in a freezing rainstorm first, and it’s stunning. Things get bleak, there’s blood, some horror, and there’s so much pain, both emotional and physical — but there’s also scores of love, trust, healing, and a found family to boot.
Gilmartin structures their mysteries without flaws, and their characters tore me apart in the best ways. Weak Heart is told in alternating first person perspectives, and each different voice is distinct and true to each character, the different ways each narrator views themselves, each other, and the world around them coming together to paint the rainy gray landscape and grim circumstances with vivid color. The cast is diverse, deep, and lovable to a fault.
I desperately need other people to pick this book up and fall in love with it as I now have. Just be warned— in Weak Heart, nothing is truly as it first seems.
never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱
You come over. I say slow now. This can't go on. Grab a chair, please. Sit right there. It's time we had a talk. Boy, talk is the touching and then it's on to the next. Body to body until I'm catching my breath. This is not what I'm supposed to do. Try to shake it off, but I'm stuck on you. So I'mma keep singing this sad song. It never felt better to be wrong. 'Cause I've a weak heart. Baby, I've a weak heart. Yeah, I I I I have such a weak heart. Baby, I've a weak heart. Yeah, I I I I, when it comes to you. I put my money on a long shot. I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, when it comes to you. It's like I want it, but I can't stop. I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, yeah, I've a weak heart. Baby, I've a weak heart.
Kit and Thomas aren't here, though, and that disappoints me. They were the first people I knew in this life. I wish they would be the first people I'll know in my new one. I want their names to be the first I lean again.
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Rating: 4 out of 5.
Weak Heart by Ban Gilmartin
Published Independently
Adult Fantasy
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Release Date : April 25th 2020
SYNOPSIS
Something has gone very wrong on the sleepy Scottish Isle of Mab. The tides are angry. Reality has shifted. Selkies are coming up from the ocean, boys are missing, magic is going haywire, and memories are being pulled from people’s…
Early morning. Someone's calling. Who could this be? Reach my phone and your name showing on my caller ID. I decline, and change my mind, and call you back up. You say, hey, I say, hey. Then we don't say too much. It's almost like singing that sad song. You make it so easy to hang on. 'Cause I've a weak heart. Baby, I've a weak heart. Yeah, I I I I have such a weak heart. Baby, I've a weak heart. Yeah, I I I I, when it comes to you. I put my money on a long shot. I gotta, I gotta, I gotta when it comes to you. It's like I want it, but I can't stop. I gotta, I gotta, I gotta. Yeah, I've a weak heart. Baby, I've a weak heart.
Do you ever start thinking about the fact that Dazai literally made tiny snowmen based on his favourite people? The ones he secretly keeps in his heart?