Publisher: Walker Childrens
Pages: 292 (hardcover)
For a while now I have been absolutely obsessed with the Robin Hood legend. I found myself watching more and more and reading more and more about the mysterious man who robbed from the rich and gave to the poor. I cannot even begin to tell you how excited I was to finally get my hands on this book.
I’m irrevocably in love with this novel, to say the least. It has been a very, very long while since I've last read a book that was even relatively good. Once I started Scarlet, I knew I had found a new favorite. The plot, that I already knew so well, sucked me in and I soon found that it would take little more than a day for me to finish it. At first I was scared it wouldn't live up to the amazing tale of Robin Hood, but I was wrong. Little did I know, this book would plunge a dagger into my heart and twist it in even deeper the more I read on.
Gaughen's writing is akin to Moira Young’s in Blood Red Road, though not as thick. The main character, Will Scarlet, is clearly a backwoods ruffian. Both in the way she talks and in her thieving actions. She's a son of a gun who will never take any orders from anyone except the dark and angsty Rob. Short for Robin Hood and he's the only one who can keep a handle on Will's free and damaged spirit.
Lately, I've seen YA literature female protagonist become...whiny for a lack of a better term. They whine, cry, and moan for someone to save them. Or they either have too foreign a personality to connect with. Will Scarlet is headstrong, mean, grumpy, and a feminist. She knows that women don't need a man, even in such a time where women are basically cattle. It's the first time I've met a character who has even grumpier mood swings than me.
A.C. Gaughen has to be my new favorite author because she has bent this legend in such a way that it's hard not to get acquainted with it on amazing terms. I've fallen in love again with the brave tale of Robin Hood.