With this post, I'm moving my weekly post to Wednesdays for no particular reason except to brighten your hump day.
Having read, or at least sampled, nine books in May so far, and with more than 3,000 words to say about them, I'm going to divide my reviews for May into two posts, starting with these first four books. Stay turned for my reviews of Hackly Hammet's Payment on Delivery, Gavin Chappell's On Hadrian's Secret Service, Richard Townshend Bickers' The Sands of Truth, Catherine Cole's Murder at the Manor, Malcolm Archibald's Windrush, and maybe more, coming in early June.
The Barista’s Guide to Espionage: An Eva Destruction Novel
by Dave Sinclair C+
To described as a
mishmash of Stephanie Plum and James Bond would not be too far off
the mark. Ms Eva Destruction is more competent than Ms Plum, with a
much more action packed, James Bond movie style plot, but it has
something of the humor of a Stephanie Plum novel. Though in the case
of Janet Evanovich’s novels, Ms Plum is the first person narrator,
and thus she has a bit more character than Ms Destruction. The plot was too much over the top to take at all seriously. However, if you
like fast moving adventure stories with rich and powerful villains, lots of banter and innuendo, you should like this book very much. It also
explores the question of does the end justify the means, as well as love, and
feminism.
Interestingly
enough, Sinclair seems to set his books either in the near future or in an
alternate universe. Out of time began in 2024, and this one concerns
things like a Russian civil war, that do not, yet, exist. This being
the second Dave Sinclair book I’ve read I can say that he’s a
good writer. His books are just not quite my cup of tea, or I’d
grade them higher. Like Out of Time, this is a free book, the first
book in his Eva Destruction series. I have one more of his free first
books, Kiss My Assassin, the first Charles Bishop book (who also
appears in this book as well.) I liked Out of Time better, but I
expect I will like the Charles Bishop book as well. We’ll see.
The Left Handed
Booksellers of London by Garth Nix C-
Yes, yet another
urban fantasy book set in London. I’m a sucker for books set in
London. I believe that put a hold on this book at the library because
of a mention by one of the booktubers I watch. It became available,
so I put a pause on my “thriller” reading. It was... okay for
a self-published book. You know, lots of alarms and excursions with
nondescript, but not bad writing, and a hard to believe fantasy
premise. This is, of course, a left handed compliment, if its a
compliment at all, since this isn’t a self-published book. It is
a traditionally published book that reads like a bog standard
self-published book, fine in its way, but without any literary
aspirations. It doesn’t hold a candle to say, the gold standards of
London fantasy, like Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman or the Rivers
of London series by Ben Aaronovitch. While this book has plenty of
imagination, way too much, in fact, I found nothing in the writing or
the characters to be very engaging.
Briefly, the
premise, as far as I can tell, is that there are humans with various
magical powers, i.e. the booksellers in the title, though there are
both right and left handed, as well as both handed booksellers whose
job is to keep an ancient magical menagerie – goblins, fairies, and other made up stuff, I think, in check, one way or another. Even though I
swear fully 2/3rds of this novel is an explanation of how everything
works, it just seems tossed together. There doesn’t seem to be any
sort of logic in the magic, despite all that explaining. Anything goes. The story features a young woman who comes to London to attend
university and to search for the father she never knew. She seems to
have ties to the fantasy realm via this unknown father. In this
search, she quickly comes in contact with a sinister magical creature
and through it, the booksellers of the novel. Together with the
booksellers, who have their own reasons, she set out to search for
her father and encounters magical events and beings in this quest.
There is also a very lame romance thread in the story as well. The
action moves along, between the long stretched of explanations and
musings...
The books suffers
badly from what I see as the great fault of fantasy; if you allow
magic in a story, the author can do anything they want, because, you
know, it’s magic. The author can get their characters into any
situation you can imagine, and get them out again just by pulling out
a new magic trick out of their hat. As a reader, you just have to go
along with it.
This story had one
more annoying characteristic; it played the Ready Player One
game of tossing in all sorts of factoids about this story’s time
period, 1983. I get annoyed when an author peppers the narrative
with random factoids likely gleaned from a search on wikipedia and which
stick out like sore thumbs because their inclusion seems to be an attempt to use them as "world-building,
since they do not seem organic narrative of the moment. I complained
about this in a Victorian mystery novel I read recently. In this
case, the author would take time to name the best sellers in the
bookshop window when they walked into the bookshop, or the music on
BBC 1 during a car chase, or whatever. Out of Time did this
for 1963, but at least in that book the narrator was from 2024, so
that his noting of the differences made sense within the story.
So to sum this book
up, if you like urban fantasy, I suppose it is fine. I found it, at
first, as I said, okay, but as it went on, the magical world seemed to be invented in the moment and the story a series of random magical
incidents, interspersed with lots of explanations, all of which did not
actually tie the magical world together, with the bonus annoyance of a shower of factoids about 1983 London.
Lonesome Dove
by Larry McMurtry DNF 90% (½ way through Part 3)
I must confess that
after reading the first two books in this sagas, Dead Man Walk and
Comanche Moon, I was not looking forward to reading the
original book in the saga. I had, however, a little hope that it
would be something a bit different. Indeed at the start I was hopeful
that it might turn out to be an entertaining book, more to my taste.
But alas, that was not the case. It soon became just like the first
two books; an overly long book consisting of a main plot line
supplemented by sketches and vignettes of various
intelligence-challenged characters who do foolish and stupid things over and over again until they meet their sticky endings.
McMurtry’s writing
style is to assemble a cast of dim witted characters and then hop
from head to head between them, filling multiple pages with
descriptions of their mundane thoughts. These are descriptions of their thoughts, mind you,
not any actual internal dialog, and thus, they all read pretty much alike.
This descriptive of thoughts can run on and on for pages just to tell the
reader that the character is scared, or cold, confused, just wants to
get away... ad infinitum. And yet, despite these extended
descriptions, the reader is often left without any clear idea why
these characters do the foolish things that the do that eventually gets them
dead. And this sketchiness extends to the main characters’ thoughts
and motivations as well. Why go to Wyoming? A whim? People getting killed on the whim of their employer,,, Not much to be admired about.
In addition to all the dim-witted people,
McMurtry also takes you into the minds of a variety of very cruel and
violent people who graphically abuse, rape, torture, and murder
people, including the dim witted ones we sort of get to know.
Essentially McMurtry writes “grimdark westerns”. After reading
these books, one is left with the idea that the Texas of the last
half of the 1800’s was entirely populated with dumb people and
vicious murderers, sheep and wolves. It seems that some things never…
oh, never mind.
I fond a great deal
of tedium, unpleasantness, and little joy in reading this book. As I
went along, I found that I began to skim and skip tedious sections of
boring thoughts as well as scenes of graphic violence in a hurry to
finish this book. I spent $5 on it, after all, and it was
supposed to be a masterpiece. In the end, however, I reached the
point in the book, about ½ way through the Part 3 of the book where
McMurtry kills off the likable character in
the book, except the pigs, and so I had no one to care about anymore and called it a day. Despite the praise this book gets, it is
clearly not my type of story, which after reading the first two books
in the saga, came as no great surprise, though, as I said, I had
hopes... I won’t be reading the last book in the saga, which sounds
like just more of the same. If I ever get the urge to read a western again, I’ll
stick to Zane Grey.
The Aeronaut’s
Windless by Jim Butcher B
This was a good
adventure story set in a vast city tower, one of many – each one a
nation. The surface of the earth is apparently wilderness and haunted
by something. I guess. I had expected a more nautical adventure, what
with the title and cover illustration, but 4/5th of the
story takes place within the tower city. I have no great complaints,
save for the fact that I get quickly bored by battles and fight
scenes, of which there are a number of in the story. Most people
like them, so that should be a selling point for many. At least they
did not run on for two chapters like the barroom brawl Brandon Sanderson had in his The Alloy of Law that I read and reviewed last fall. This is the first book of the
series, but the second has been long delayed, though I gather that it
might be released late this year. I will read it when it becomes
available. I am sure Mr. Butcher will be overjoyed to hear that.