Review: Drums of Autumn by Diana Gabaldon


10988It began at an ancient Scottish stone circle. There, a doorway, open to a select few, leads into the past—or the grave. Dr. Claire Randall survived the extraordinary passage, not once but twice.
Her first trip swept her into the arms of Jamie Fraser, an eighteenth-century Scot whose love for her became a legend—a tale of tragic passion that ended with her return to the present to bear his child. Her second journey, two decades later, brought them together again in the American colonies. But Claire had left someone behind in the twentieth century—their daughter, Brianna….
Now Brianna has made a disturbing discovery that sends her to the circle of stones and a terrifying leap into the unknown. In search of her mother and the father she has never met, she is risking her own future to try to change history … and to save their lives. But as Brianna plunges into an uncharted wilderness, a heartbreaking encounter may strand her forever in the past … or root her in the place she should be, where her heart and soul belong…


Diana Gabaldon is a fucking genius. Just when you wonder how the hell she can keep moving forward with this story, she blows your mind all over again. Where does this woman fit, in her great mind, all the shenanigans that go on this series? It’s blissful insanity.

Drums of Autumn sets the scene for Brianna and Roger, and while we have new dimensions, new lives to focus on, it all still primarily revolves around Jamie and Claire. If they ever have a quiet moment in their lives, it doesn’t last long, and I can’t help but wonder if they bring chaos onto themselves or it’s just drawn to them.

Jamie and Claire are both strong characters. Bold and unafraid to speak their minds. They are usually at the head of the table, leading others, and with that, I guess, comes not only responsibility but constant shit hitting the fan.

Brianna and Roger add new elements, but I can’t bring myself to feel about them the way I’ve always felt about J&C. Gabaldon gives us blood, sweat, and tears, but they still seem unsure of each other.

I could go on about the writing style, plot, and character development, but I won’t. I’ve praised it all in the last three reviews, and those ravings still ring true. I don’t think Diana Gabaldon has the power to waver and wane in her writing, so I will forge on to book five and beyond.



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