I wanted to read this anyway then I saw there’s gonna be an adaptation and I just know it’s going to be terrible and insufferable so I gotta read this rn before it comes out

Anyway

I crack open the book “For no one” Okay edgelord!!!

I had a conversations with friends a while ago that have been lingering in my mind.

Our book club had recently read both The Everlasting and Shield of Sparrows, and we were comparing them. I struggled to understand why the club rated Shield of Sparrows more highly. To me, The Everlasting felt beautifully written, carefully constructed, and emotionally rich. Shield of Sparrows was enjoyable enough, but I found it more predictable and familiar in its tropes, with prose that did not stand out to me as much.

My friend acknowledged that she also thought The Everlasting was the more technically accomplished book, but she compared it to visiting an art gallery, while Shield of Sparrows was like watching a television show. Even if the gallery offers a more artistically impressive experience, she would usually rather relax and binge the show.

I think that comparison helped me understand her perspective, but I am still trying to fully wrap my mind around it. I tend to evaluate books based on their characterization, prose, themes, emotional development, pacing, and overall construction. Other readers seem more comfortable separating technical quality from personal enjoyment, or simply valuing enjoyment much more heavily.

I have another friend who dislikes when I critique certain romantasy books too seriously because, in her words, “They’re just KU books. You can’t judge them like literary books.” That leaves me wondering whether I sometimes approach books with expectations they were never trying to meet. Is it unfair to expect every book to offer more than a pleasant, undemanding reading experience? Or is it reasonable to judge every book on elements like character development, internal logic, and emotional depth, regardless of genre or publishing platform?

Ratings are another area where I seem to think differently from some of my friends. After reading Metal Slinger, I gave it two stars (the lowest rating I have given a book this year) while a friend gave it four. She explained that she usually rates books very highly because she wants to support authors, so four stars actually represented significant disappointment within her personal system.

I understand the kindness behind that approach, especially when reviewing independent authors. At the same time, it makes ratings difficult to interpret when people use them for completely different purposes. Some readers are measuring enjoyment, some are assessing craft, some are reviewing within the expectations of a specific genre, and others are partly thinking about how the rating might affect the author.

I do not think any of these approaches are necessarily wrong. I am mostly trying to understand them better, and to understand why I am often the person in my book club who is bothered by elements that other readers either do not notice or do not consider important.

Sometimes I think I might be a happier reader if I could more easily enjoy a book for the experience it offers instead of constantly analyzing how well every element works. At the same time, thoughtful critique is a major part of how I engage with stories, and I am not sure I can, or should, completely turn that off.

How do you personally balance enjoyment, technical quality, genre expectations, and support for the author when rating a book? Do you hold every book to similar standards, or do your expectations change depending on what kind of experience the book is trying to provide?

I wanted to read this anyway then I saw there’s gonna be an adaptation and I just know it’s going to be terrible and insufferable so I gotta read this rn before it comes out

Anyway

I crack open the book “For no one” Okay edgelord!!!