Call Down the Hawk: Book Review

Call Down the Hawk once again proves Maggie Stiefvater is a master of words and dark whimsy. Even with some pacing issues and a lack of pay off, this read is entrancing and exciting.
Rating: 4.5 Stars


Call Down the Hawk
Author:
Maggie Stiefvater
Publisher: Scholastic Press
Release Date: November 5th, 2019
Synopsis: The dreamers walk among us . . . and so do the dreamed. Those who dream cannot stop dreaming – they can only try to control it. Those who are dreamed cannot have their own lives – they will sleep forever if their dreamers die.

And then there are those who are drawn to the dreamers. To use them. To trap them. To kill them before their dreams destroy us all.

Ronan Lynch is a dreamer. He can pull both curiosities and catastrophes out of his dreams and into his compromised reality.

Jordan Hennessy is a thief. The closer she comes to the dream object she is after, the more inextricably she becomes tied to it.

Carmen Farooq-Lane is a hunter. Her brother was a dreamer . . . and a killer. She has seen what dreaming can do to a person. And she has seen the damage that dreamers can do. But that is nothing compared to the destruction that is about to be unleashed. . .


Call Down the Hawk is an intriguing beginning to The Dreamer Trilogy, featuring everyone’s favorite broody dreamer, Ronan Lynch. Though he was not my favorite character from the Raven Cycle series, this new story of his was captivating and full of the kind of magic and weirdness that I’ve come to love and expect from Stiefvater.

I can’t even begin to try and summarize this story because it is so large in scale. Somehow, Stiefvater still manages to make this intricate story feel intimate and personal. While we get small cameos and mentions from the OG crew from the Raven Cycle (massive kudos for how well they were integrated into this novel), there is a whole host of new characters introduced and it is a bit overwhelming. Stiefvater is skilled at balancing a large amount of characters, but there is some lack of pay off with two of the more mysterious characters in this one. While most likely that was done intentionally, it chaffed me a bit as I was reading.

With all these new characters, and the more in depth look into the Lynch brothers (more on that in a minute), the pacing of the story is fairly stop and go. We get numerous different POVs for chapters, which again, Stiefvater handles pretty darn well, but that can really affect how the story is read. It’s just one of those things you should know before going into the story. Stiefvater’s writing has always been absolute gold in my eyes and her use of words and structure makes me want to weep from their perfection.

So let’s talk the Lynch brothers: Ronan, Declan, and Matthew. One dreamer, one human, and one dream. The bond of these brothers is explored so much in this novel, mostly thanks to the inclusion of Declan’s POV. And who would have thought that boring, mostly asshole, Declan would end up being such a favorite of mine. I think he will deeply resonate with those of us who feel like humdrum humans surrounded by our friends with much cooler lives (thanks social media, for always making me feel like shit). Matthew, though not a huge part in this novel, does get explored and grown a bit, but in heartbreaking ways. Ronan…well, Ronan is Ronan. I think I will always have a bit of an issue with him, because I’ve known assholes like him in real life. And while Ronan has the best intentions sometimes, doing some good deeds does not absolve you of nor give you permission to continue being an asshole. He is the epitome of broken bad boy and y’all, I’ve dealt with too many of those my life. I can’t say I hate all broken bad boys in fiction, because that would just be an outright lie, but Ronan is one that I don’t find myself drawn to. All that being said, I did grow to like Ronan more than I did in the Raven Cycle books, which is good considering he is a big focus in this trilogy.

All told, I really enjoyed this book. Yes, I had some issues, but in the grand scheme of the story, they were minor. Nothing compares to the feeling that Stiefvater evokes with her story telling and nothing can dull the joy at reading her words.

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