You’re a reaper Suzie.
School of Deaths is an unabashed, unashamed Harry Potter ripoff in the worst possible way. I thought I had read some crap when I read Cassandra Clare’s series. (Here’s a hot tip: Don’t)
Suzie is a regular girl who is losing weight, much to the consternation of everyone around here, who thinks she is suffering from anorexia or bulemia. Well, she’s in for a surprise, because it’s not an eating disorder, it’s a you-are-actually-being-sucked-into-a-parallel-universe disorder.
Suzie soon finds herself kidnapped by a grim reaper with a stutter, and dragged off against her will to a parallel universe, where she is told that she’s the first female death in a million years (or something). She has to sign a contract, attend school for a year, and take a test at the end of the year. If she passes the test, she gets to leave this crazy world and go home, if she fails, she is stuck here … forever.
Really? The only thing slightly more crazy than these contract terms and conditions is how readily and easily Suzie accepts her new lot in life. Her family back home only rate passing mention as she is thrown into a world of:
There are so many logic problems in the book, and I just stopped caring about any of the characters. While the book does eventually grow out of its pottery roots, taking a bit of a swerve 2/3rds of the way through, it soon becomes a mansplain-fest as the author tries to info-dump the entire history of the world through dialogue.
I have no positive thoughts about this book. If you have a hankering for necromancy, go read Garth Nix’s Old Kingdom Trilogy.
I received a copy of this book in return for an honest review.