Sunday, 3 September 2017

Book Review

Vick's Vultures

by Scott Warren

(Pub: Parvus Press, 2016)



This military science fiction novel crossed my review desk ages ago. The publisher requested that I review it saying it had “pioneer spirit and the wisecracking tone of Firefly combined with the action and taut pacing of  Mad Max: Fury Road.”


At the mention of Firefly I was hooked. How could I resist?


Vick’s Vultures is set in a future where Earth, far behind the rest of the universe in terms of technology, runs a privateering fleet of spaceships whose crews scavenge alien tech from wrecks.  This enables earth to gradually expand its reach into universe and slowly cultivate tenuous alliances while aiming to keep Earth’s location off everyone’s radar. 

The story emphasises the position of Earth as being at the bottom of the universal dung heap with a government that walks a fine line between keeping Earth’s location secret because they’re hopelessly outgunned and slowly acquiring power / tech so they can one day defend themselves in a universe full of more advanced and often predatory species.


Victoria Marin is the Captain of the U.E. Condor and on one of her scavenging missions, she and her crew stumble upon an alien prince in need of rescuing, then find themselves firmly in the middle of an age old war between two of the most advanced civilisations in the universe.


Vick's Vultures is fast paced from beginning to end and the action sequences are excellent.  The story arcs, tension and world building thoroughly engaging.


The character of Victoria and the obsessive Dirregaunt Commander, who is the villain of this piece, are a little stereotyped but none the less fun to read. I found some of the secondary characters more interesting than the main ones.  I felt like the end needed a couple of extra scenes rather than an epilogue that summed everything up.  I would like to have read the unfolding of the final events after the big battle finale. 


However, what I particularly enjoyed were the various alien civilisations that Warren constructed.  I found them unique, enjoyed the different cultural / social customs and loved the backstory of intricate politics and betrayal.


The whole feel is rather like Firefly crossed with Star Trek.  It’s space opera done very well. I became hooked on reading it and abandoned my afternoon plans to finish it.  It was rollicking good fun. 


 I’m definitely going to read the next one and check out the rest of Scott Warren’s books.

Four Stars!  



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Sunday, 9 July 2017

Book Review

Cassandra

by Kathryn Gossow

(Pub: Odyssey Books, 2017)




Cassandra by Kathryn Gossow is a modern take on the myth of Cassandra of Troy, a woman who had the gift of prophecy but was cursed so that no one would believe her.

Cassie Shultz lives on a farm in remote Queensland. She is plagued by, in waking dreams and momentary visions, flashes of the future. Cassie struggles to understand these visions. Her gift and any attempts to explain it to others or to warn them result in her ridicule, and her being labelled as a “freak” amongst her peers - even her parents treat her as being a bit odd.

The novel opens with Cassie as a young child – she crawls under the house to play and is bitten by a snake. (There is a link here to one of the interpretations of the Greek myth regarding Cassandra. She and her brother fell asleep in the temple of Apollo were said to have been found surrounded by serpents in the morning.) Gossow’s portrayal of the young Cassie is very good. There is obviously a complex family dynamic happening around her that Cassie does not fully understand and this depiction is engaging.


Later, when Cassie is a teenager, she has all the attendant growing pains that most teenagers do – she is uncertain of her place in the world, desperate for friends, desperate to feel loved and desired and yet her visions have isolated her. What is worse is that her brother has a knack for predicting the weather and is labelled as a prodigy! The section where Cassie is a teen is particularly well written. Gossow evokes her loneliness and longing with seeming ease and Cassie is a character that evolves beautifully as the story progresses. There are moments where you’ll loathe the teen brat and others where your heart will ache for her.

I honestly didn’t think that I was going to enjoy this book. The reason for it was very simple – the novel is written in the third person present tense, which is unusual. I think for majority of authors this is a problematic choice in that it, at least for me, serves to remind readers of the presence of a narrator and that we are being "told" a story. This irked me and often repeatedly pulled me out of the story rather than immersing me in it.

However, I kept reading and I was very glad I did because by the end I thought the choice, stylistically, suited the tale. Cassie goes through her life as a spectator, unable to change events and is isolated from those around her, so choosing the third person present meant the reader almost walked in Cassie’s shoes. We were the same powerless observer of her life that she was and this served to heighten the tragic elements of the story. By about half way through the book I had become accustomed this stylistic choice and was enjoying so much else about Gossow’s prose, that I was immersed in the novel anyway.

This is a book with a broad appeal. I’d label it as a YA crossover novel – though I think the notions that many automatically attach to the YA category would do it a disservice. It’s part coming of age story, part fantasy, part Aussie battler family drama dealing with the grim reality of life on the land.

Simply put it’s great new Aussie fiction.

Four Stars. 

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Tuesday, 4 April 2017

Guest Post

Did Marvel Get it Right?

by Lauren Dawes 

 

Lauren Dawes is the Australian author of The Helheim Wolfpack Series (Half Blood, Half Truths, Half Life & Half Caste) and The Dark Series involving Norse gods (Dark Deceit, Dark Desire and Dark Devotion). 

Both are urban fantasy with "hint of paranormal romance" and "you won’t find any friendly vampires in between the pages of her books; just blood, teeth and violence."


 
Odin. Loki. Thor. All these characters are famous because of Marvel comics, but do you really know the truth about them? It might come as a surprise to learn that Marvel comics actually got a lot of the facts wrong. 

In my Dark Series, I tried to stay as true to the original stories and Eddas as I could. Today, I thought I’d talk about the differences between the original (and the best, in my opinion) and the ‘revived’ characters brought back to life by Stan Lee and Marvel. 

Let’s start with Odin, also known as the All-Father. Usually depicted as an elderly man with a long beard, Odin is the god of gods. He only has one eye because he sacrificed the other to drink from Mimir’s Well – a place where he could gain knowledge and wisdom about the past, present and future. But the Odin of Norse mythology is vastly different from the Odin portrayed in Marvel’s comics and movies.

The Odin of the Eddas was not a gentle god. He was a feared warmonger, and enjoyed starting fights. If there was a battle among the humans, he would take his pick of the slain by sending his beautiful and equally fierce Valkyries down to Midgard (Earth) to pluck the souls of the most worthy warrior to bring them to Valhalla – a great hall where the warriors feasted, drank and fought. If someone were ‘killed’ again in a battle in the hall, they would simply be revived the next day to start all over again. In contrast, Marvel’s Odin is the peaceful, loving father of Thor and Loki. He is a diplomat and (apparent) pacifist, the complete opposite of what the Norse people intended him to be. Life was hard for them and they had hard and ruthless gods to fear.

The second character is Loki. Loki is known as the trickster god and the other Aesir were wary of him because he was always playing pranks on them. He was not evil and diabolical as Marvel tried to portray. He was just a mischief-making being – and in actual fact not a god at all. He was brought into the fold by Odin who considered him as a brother even though they were not related by blood or marriage. 

According to the Eddas, Loki’s final prank was the one that cost him the most. Here’s the condensed version: Odin’s oldest and most beloved of all the gods, Baldr, was killed by Odin’s youngest son, Hodr. Hodr was blind, and tricked by Loki into killing his brother with a branch of mistletoe. Baldr fell down dead when the seemingly harmless plant hit him. The gods saw Baldr’s death as an omen for their own downfall. In order to save Baldr and bring him back to life, Odin ordered everyone to weep for Baldr’s death, but Loki, disguised as a giantess, refused. When Odin found this out, he bound and imprisoned his blood brother until the end of time (for the full story, click here). 

And finally we have Thor. Thor is perhaps the least affected by Marvel’s reinvention. The biggest misinterpretation Marvel made was making Thor blond and clean shaven. According to the Eddas, he was a red-head with a big beard. He did in fact have a hammer called Mjollnir, but in order to increase its power, it required a special belt (which were never mentioned in the comics or the movie). The Norse believed that thunder was produced by Thor and his hammer as he rode on his chariot pulled by two goats (which were also never mentioned…I guess goats aren’t that impressive!)

It’s this rich history that made my decision to have some of the Norse gods in my Dark Series as my main characters so easy. If you love your Norse gods, and want to read a dark urban fantasy tale of their struggles in modern day Boston, make sure you pick up your copy of the first book in the series, Dark Deceit.


"Lauren Dawes has crafted yet another masterpiece." 
Brandi, Goodreads, 5 Stars


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"If you especially love books by authors Gena Showalter & J.R. Ward then you will love the Dark Series by Lauren Dawes. I cannot wait for the next book Dark Desire!!"
Jessica, Goodreads,5 Stars.

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Sunday, 5 March 2017

Book Review

Riven: The Hero Rebellion Book II

by Belinda Crawford

(Pub: Odyssey Books, 2016)
 


I was so pleased to be able to finally start Riven. I loved book one, Hero, and really hoped that book two would be as good.  Riven exceeded my expectations in every way.

Life for Hero has not become any easier.  She’s having to deal with the psychic fallout from her actions in book one and Fink, her ruc-pard, is having issues all of his own, which are worsened by his need to protect her.

Crawford sets a cracking pace in this novel right from the outset which doesn’t let up until the very final scene, after which you are left desperately wanting book three.  We have more of the action packed street racing and the dangers that are involved with these technological whiz kids with their exploding drones, Hero still has a criminal streak with her penchant for hacking into the colony’s computer systems, new mysteries surrounding her family’s past arise, people still want to “examine” her brain in a lab and she and Fink are turning marginally homicidal. I loved it!

What I enjoyed particularly was that this is turning out to be a series where the characters are actually growing and changing.  They face difficult emotional challenges and moral dilemmas that they struggle with.  Hero doesn’t always make the right choice; she often acts using instinctively and aggressively without thought to the consequences. Her friends are placed in a position where they must choose between friendship and what they believe is right.  There is real fallout for them regardless of the choices they make; learning to deal with this we see the characters mature and change.  I think this is one of the hallmarks of a great story.

Crawford’s world building is excellent there is just the right blend of description and action.  I found everything easy to visualise.  The tech side, at times, feels familiar for the genre, but also has its own unique twists.  (Although I found this familiarity a good thing, because it meant that I wasn’t left struggling to comprehend these aspects at the expense of reading enjoyment.)

Although this is YA novel there is so much to enjoy here regardless of what age you are.  (In fact I think advanced MG readers would enjoy this as well.)

I couldn’t put it down – five stars.


 


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Friday, 3 March 2017

Learning To Live With Limitations.


I’m really in two minds about this post, you see I don’t normally talk about my health, unless it’s with good friends. I’ve certainly never written about it. It’s not something that should really be anyone else’s business and it’s not something I want to trade on, but I’m feeling guilty. Guilty because I’m late, again, with meeting my next deadline and guilty because I know there are readers wanting my next book. I’m assured by friends and fellow authors that this will help people understand the wait for my book. So here goes.


A little while ago I went into the State Library, wrote all day and got lost in my world – it was wonderful. I haven’t done enough of that in the past 12 months.

The next day, my voice was gone – reduced to a whisper. My arms and legs felt like lead weights were attached to them and concentrating was an effort, my mind was mush.  All I wanted to do was sleep.

This is not unusual – for me


Why?

Well, I have multiple auto-immune disorders. One of the hallmarks of many auto-immune disorders is fatigue - amongst other things.


Me & Bubs - The best pony ever ;-)
I’ve lived with an auto-immune illness, myasthenia gravis, since the age of three – you’d think by now I’d have my “shit” together in terms of balancing my life, but no….not yet… You see, luckily, my childhood illness went into remission. I was still supposed to be careful and not get tired, but I was determined to break free of the "cotton wool" existence I'd had to live as a child, so I lived in defiance of my limitations & was extraordinarily fortunate to be able to do so.

However, slowly the “wheels started to fall off” my dream run and my stamina began to decline, just a bit at a time. The result being that I never really thought too much about it. There was always an excuse and with each little decline you make adjustments and continue pushing on – a wonderful head in the sand mentality. 


Auto-immune disorders are insidious beasties, they creep up on you. Several more auto-immune disorders joined my merry little collective. I took my meds, listened to the doctors (kind of), adjusted my schedule (a bit) and carried on. So basically I was still in defiance and denial mode. Then, heartbreakingly, after 25 years I stopped horse riding, because by the time I’d groomed and saddled the horse I was too tired to ride.  Horses were my buddies and my relaxation.  They were my wings, my freedom and they gave an extremely shy teen the confidence to talk to people and make friends. Then they were gone - I had to move on.  Next I stopped archery. Finally I had to stop working.

One door closes and another opens – I started writing. It was the best choice I could have made and meant I was pursuing a childhood dream. Yay me! I think that without writing, at this point, I may have felt a bit miserable, but I didn’t – occasionally I was angry, but on the scale of things I’m still very lucky and anger seemed a wee bit self-indulgent. So I gave myself a good mental slap, pulled my socks up and got on with it.

2015 was the year that I was trying to do everything right. By that I mean, trying to write my next book, trying to do all the social media stuff authors are expected to do, trying to attend as many conventions with my publisher as I could, trying to do as many markets as I could with my fellow authors Belinda Crawford, Jenny Ealey and Carl Sundstrom. I had a contract, I actually had readers, I had an obligation to get things done and get a handle on EVERYTHING. (It didn’t help that I’m a tad obsessive).

I can remember being on a panel at a convention during this time and being so tired that I “zoned out” while a panellist was speaking. It became obvious that I’d not heard what was said. I apologised and explained that I was exhausted but received a damn good “stink eye” from the other panellist. (Lesson here folks is don’t f*!*ing judge.  Just because someone looks well or has no obvious disabilities don’t assume that everything is ok or easy for them.)

Anyway back to the end of 2015: In a guilt ridden panic I pushed myself to get Asena Blessed (book 2) done by the end of the year, while promoting the first book every weekend. Of course something had to give and it ended up being my health – I physically “crashed and burned.”

No more head in the sand. After a much needed lecture from my specialist, I re-prioritised things. Essentially 2016 was a year of rest and recuperation and learning to pace myself. I began to learn to ask for help from friends and accepted that I couldn’t do EVERYTHING. (My publisher is an angel. I could not have asked for a better home for my work than with Odyssey Books. I think she knew before I did that all was not well with me.)

Finally now, in 2017, I’m starting to get back to the fitness levels I had in 2015. My energetic days are starting to outweigh the days of exhaustion. I’m on the right track – I think. So, I’m prioritising the promotions I attend, and the conventions I do. If there’s a panel at the end of day, then you won’t find me on it, late nights are out. (I used to ignore this one, despite my social anxiety, because people get offended when you don’t attend things.) 

Gucci & Harrie
I've had to give up things, but throughout the course of our lives, many of us will have to give up something.  There are people in far more dire circumstances than me.  I know I'm so very lucky – I've the love and support of my husband and family, great friends and, while I may not have horses anymore, I've got two crazy dogs who are my near constant companions.  My friend, Belinda Crawford, has plans to get me back on a horse at some point – after all this time, it'll be hilarious. With a light draw weight, I might get back to archery at some point – I've got "noodle strength" arms at the moment. 

You know what? I'm just happy to go with the flow, pace myself, feel well and do what I can, but writing is at the top of the list.  Writing gives me the wings I've lost.

In the end, I guess I’m both apologising for a delay in my books, as well as asking for your patience and understanding. The books may take longer than you’d like, but they are coming and they will be worth waiting for.  


I’ve gone on more than I intended and probably bored people. I’ll have to cull this a bit.

Cheers,

Tracy


PS (Actually I had it culled nicely and thanks to Belinda's suggestions the damn thing grew longer....blame Belinda!)

I think this clip sums it up nicely: