Books By C. LItka

Books By C. LItka

Saturday, August 2, 2025

The Saturday Morning Post (No. 123)


One of my booktube channels devoted to the classics had a video on ten summer reads. I picked one of those ten, one old enough to be in the public domain and available on Gutenberg. I should mention that I watched and read this book in May... We'll have to see if I try any other other nine summer reading suggestions.

My reviewer criteria. I like light, entertaining novels. I like smaller scale stories rather than epics. I like character focused novels featuring pleasant characters, with a minimum number of unpleasant ones. I greatly value clever and witty writing. I like first person, or close third person narratives. I dislike a lot of "head jumping" between POVs and flashbacks. I want a story, not a puzzle. While I am not opposed to violence, I dislike gore for the sake of gore. I find long and elaborate fight, action, and battle sequences tedious. Plot holes and things that happen for the convenience of the author annoy me. And I fear I'm a born critic in that I don't mind pointing out what I don't like in a story. However, I lay no claim to be the final arbitrator of style and taste, you need to decide for yourself what you like or dislike in a book.

Your opinions are always welcome. Comment below. 



Kim  By Rudyard Kipling  B+

As you can see from its score, I enjoyed Kim. It probably just missed an A- because I thought it ending was slightly unsatisfying. I guess Kipling did wrap things up, and it is one of those life goes on endings, but still, I would've liked to know a little more at the ending point. The other slight ding, in my view, was that his descriptions were often very colorful, but dense. Being written in 1901, it was written in the style of the period. Still, as I recently wrote about the yin and yang of writing, and how important I thought visual white space was, the long dense blocks of description might have read better for me, it they had been strung out and flowed like a stream rather than a lake to make them a little less tiring to push through.

Seeing that it is a well known story, I won't say more than that Kim, an orphan of an English soldier grows up in the streets of Lahore India. Clever, daring, cheerful, resourceful, well liked by all, he becomes an aide and disciple of a Tibetan abbot on a pilgrimage, and then a trainee in the intelligence department of the British Army. The story ends after his first assignment as a new, novice agent. We are introduced to many colorful characters along the way.

I find stories set in India of the 19th century captivating. No fantasy novel can be more colorful or fantastic than India of any period, with it mix of peoples, cultures, religions, and kingdoms. Born in India, and spending years there, Kipling knew of what he wrote about and could paint each scene in the book with authentic details and color. 

I have, however, read a number of other Rudyard Kipling stories. I have a 627 page one volume edition The Works of Rudyard Kipling that includes short stories and verses all I believe set in India. as well as and 1898 edition of The Day's Work, of 12 short stories. I will have to investigate them more closely, as I am certain I did not read either cover to cover, or if I did, they are out of memory.

Thursday, July 31, 2025

The Darval-Mers Dossier Available as an Apple Audiobook




Boy, they weren't kidding when they say that it can take two months to make an audiobook on Apple. Two months almost to the day, the audiobook version of The Darval Mers Dossier is now available as an audiobook on Apple Books.

I've said it before and I'll say it again. We live in an age of miracles. 

The Darval-Mers Dossier Apple Audiobook can be downloaded for Free! Here

I shouldn't look gift horses in the mouth. I just don't understand why something that takes Google and Amazon a couple of hours - with far more options - takes D2D and Apple two months. (Or longer. Much longer.)


In an unrelated note, I release version 2 of Chateau Clare. In addition to correcting several typos, I realized that I did not have a "hook" in my opening. Every book needs a hook in its opening paragraph in order to reel readers in. I am told. So I added a hook to my opening. No need to download a new copy, just add this to the first paragraph:

Gran’s orders were always terse.

She expected them to be obeyed.

Promptly.

Without discussion.

And so I joined... the rest is unaltered

And yes, I am having a bit of fun here. But I did add those lines for the reason I stated. I don't know if it would make any different, but I usually do make some effort to have some sort of "hook" in the first paragraph, even if it is tongue in cheek. But not really in the case of Chateau Clare. Perhaps I was thinking the chapter title would be intriguing enough. But the lack of anything clever bugged me so I whipped up the new opening. I expect great results.




Wednesday, July 30, 2025

A Book Nomad

                  

Over the last four years, I have become something of a book nomad, reading a variety of books, but calling no genre home. This has both pluses and minuses. 

Ever since I started reading the Tom Swift Jr books in the 5th grade, I've considered myself a fan of science fiction. By my late teens and early 20's I had branched out into detective and mystery stories, old adventure stories, and then sea stories and various types of stories set in England. Most of these stories were written before I was born; in the first half of the twentieth century, or a few decades earlier. Used book stores and rummage sales with books were a delight to find. And yet, despite reading all these other types of books, I still would've said I was a science fiction fan.

So it is no surprise that when I started writing my own stories, they were some flavor of science fiction.

For the better part of four decades, I collected books. All sorts of books, eventually acquiring more than 1500 books by the turn of this century. Then , knowing that I would, some day, have to move all of them, decided that I had enough of them, and pretty much stopped buying books. I was quite content to read library books. And once I started writing my own books, I didn't even do much of that. 

However, some five years ago, I realized by reading blogs devoted to science fiction, that I was an edge case reader when it came to science fiction. To illustrate this; after almost fifty years of considering myself a fan of it, in any list of the hundred most influential sf books, I might have read, or at least tried, sixteen or so books. Indeed, I just recently came across another 100 best SF books, and could only claim to have read seven. The fact of the matter was that I wasn't reading sf for what most sf fans were reading it for. I wasn't looking for stories about some strange, mind-blowing science fiction concept. I was in fact, a fan of romances, romances in the old definition of the term; adventures in exotic lands. Science fiction just provided the exotic lands, and the sf books I enjoyed were mostly just adventure stories in space or on alien worlds. Moreover, I wasn't finding contemporary science fiction appealing, so I turned in my science fiction membership card, and walked away.

But then I had no place to call home. What type of reader was I?

I set out to find the answer to that question.

Though, as I said, I've always been reading a variety of books, three years ago, I decided to seek out a new genre to call home, and downloaded a bunch of free books from Amazon in a variety of genres to see if I could find something to love. While some were fine, I generally found that traditionally published books, written decades ago, where still the ones that appealed to me the most.

I also started watching YouTube videos with people talking about books. In the beginning they were ones featuring science fiction books, and then I gradually shifted to ones talking about fantasy, event though I was never much of a fantasy reader. The thing is, I enjoy hearing people talk about books, and learning about books, even ones I know I never have any interest in reading. Still, over the years, I've read a number of books they praised, some fantasy, but others included such titles as Lonesome Dove, Shogun, and Under the Greenwood Tree. However, for the most part, they talk about books I've no interest in ever reading; epic, grimdark, or romantic fantasy, so I'm not watching them primarily to find new books to read. I'm left to find those books myself. So far I have been trying this and that, but given my preferences, they are almost always old books.

The issue is that I'm hard to please. My taste in subject matter and writing style are rather narrow. I don't like the way they write books these days. And while I enjoy being a nomad and the search for books to discover and delight in, I must admit that it would be nice to be able to say that I am a fan of - fill in the blank. 

Thinking about it, maybe I can answer that question. The most likely candidate for that blank is the broad category of historical fiction, including both (relatively) contemporary fiction about the past, and fiction written eighty to a hundred or more years ago about then contemporary times.

This issue with this is that historical fiction is hardly a genre at all. It is too broad to be a single one. There are so many sub-genres within the term that, applying  my broad definition of historical fiction, the term "historical fiction" becomes rather meaningless. The fact is that all you have to do is take any genre  fiction -adventure stories, nautical tales, mysteries, westerns, war stories, fantasies, horror, or romances - set the the story somewhere in a past historical time, and you have historical fiction. 

It seems to me that historical fiction is more of an open range, than a home on the range of fiction. I really doubt I will be able to find a cozy literary home. A reading life of roaming on the range looks likely to be my home going forward.


 

Sunday, July 27, 2025

The Saturday Morning Post (No. 122) EXTRA! EXTRA!

 


Once again we have something different to talk in this extra edition; a beta version of a novel by Chris Fox. I have talked about Chris Fox a number of times in this blog, as he was one of the authors who where open about how much money they make and spent self-publishing, in his case on YouTube. He stopped doing so, four or five years ago, and his output dwindled as well. I suspected that both he and his readership had become burned out by the pace of his releases. Well, he's back on YouTube and has recovered his mojo. He talks about his struggles (life with a baby who didn't like to sleep) and losing the fun in writing. But now, he's made changes in his life and is back to writing with a new series. He made a beta version of the first book available on Bookfunnel for free. I decided to give it a try.

My reviewer criteria. I like light, entertaining novels. I like smaller scale stories rather than epics. I like character focused novels featuring pleasant characters, with a minimum number of unpleasant ones. I greatly value clever and witty writing. I like first person, or close third person narratives. I dislike a lot of "head jumping" between POVs and flashbacks. I want a story, not a puzzle. While I am not opposed to violence, I dislike gore for the sake of gore. I find long and elaborate fight, action, and battle sequences tedious. Plot holes and things that happen for the convenience of the author annoy me. And I fear I'm a born critic in that I don't mind pointing out what I don't like in a story. However, I lay no claim to be the final arbitrator of style and taste, you need to decide for yourself what you like or dislike in a book.

Your opinions are always welcome. Comment below. 

Not the cover of the book, but I couldn't resist including this illustration from Tom Swift and his Submarine Boat, as mentioned in my review below.

The Heirs of Atlantis (beta version) by Chris Fox  DNF 30%

I have previously read a partial beta version of another of his stories, so I had no illusions that this would be a story that would appeal to me, and  my expectations were met. This story is pure pulp. That is not in any way, a value judgement. It's just stating the style of story. Pulp stories have always had a large audience, and it happens to be the most popular style of fiction in self-published ebooks. I am sure that 90+% of the best selling self-published ebooks are pulp stories, no matter what genre. And by pulp stories, I mean stories that are driven, and driven hard and fast by plot, rather than characters or atmosphere. I've read and enjoyed many pulp stories in my day. I've now grown to like more character and atmospheric stories, so that while this book isn't what I am looking for to read these days, it is what his target audience is looking for. Though we'll have to see. It will be released early in August 2025.

In brief; the plot has a first person narrator, an "influencer" on YouTube whose channel is focused on lost civilizations. Somehow he determines that there is a harbor dating back to the lost age of Atlantis in the waters off of Cadiz Spain, likely with ships sunk in that sunken harbor. He hires a local boat owner to take him out to this spot in the ocean where he has determined the harbor to be. They dive and indeed, find the wreck of a ship, which they uncover and explore the next day, taking off some tablets and a jewel encrusted device. 

Unbeknownst to them a secret society has been following his activity, and when they learn he has discovered something, they swing into action, preventing further explorations of the wreck and its cargo. But never mind, our hero has other places to investigate, and the boat owner, now his partner, is willing to take him there, for half of the profits. The device he found allows him to experience the mind of writer of the tables, a scholar of some sort from Atlantis, just before the twin meteors hit the earth, melting a lot of ice, raising the sea levels and washing over Atlantis and the other civilizations, some 12,000 years ago. It was at this point where I decided I'd read enough.

One of the big problems for me with this story is that I found it to be unbelievable from the get-go. Our YouTuber not only goes almost directly to the location of the wreck, but goes scuba diving down to it without any training in scuba diving. They excavate the wreck in over the course of three dives the following day, with trowels after a long swim to get there. You have this beautiful woman, Yvette, of course, an agent of this secret society, who sort of likes our nerdy hero even as she steals his discoveries and works to discredit him. You have the magic device to give the reader a background of Atlantis as it was, all of which is told in the first 70, double spaced pages, so you can imagine the pace of the story.

The first person narrator breaks the fourth wall to talk to the reader, or rather his YouTube views as if on a video, which is an interesting choice, but he's such a thin character that it makes him even more silly. He might well resonate with the target audience, as by and large, this reads like a YA book, including sharks and a near attack by squids when exploring the wreck that comes straight out of Tom Swift and His Submarine Boat. Except that the Tom Swift books put more effort into fleshing out the story. 

I guess what surprised me the most was the speed of the story telling, whatever effort was put into creating any sense of place and atmosphere or for that matter, believability, was perfunctory, at best. And though you had a first person narrator, you also had chapters with Yvette's point of view, so that the reader knows far more about what is going on than the narrator of the story. In my opinion, not knowing just what is going on raises the stakes and keeps the reader guessing. This story takes the other approach; the reader knows far more than the hero, and so worries about him.  But this story is tell all, including that nor only does Atlantis really did exist, but using he magical device, we get to go back in time and experience it. Where's the mystery?

As a writer, I see so many missed opportunities to create a deep mystery; a story filled with mysterious happenings and danger. Friendship with the boat owner is almost instantaneously, another opportunity to create tension and mystery. And the uncertainty of Atlantis was real it quickly given away. Everything is there on the surface, merely sketched out, just to keep the story moving.

As I said at the top. It's not a story for me. I'm not its target audience, so my reaction takes nothing away from the story for the readers it is targeted at. I am truly disappointed, if not surprised, that I didn't find any satisfaction in reading it. I just think it could've been so much more if it just slowed down. All in all, a lesson in what sells in the world of Kindle Unlimited. Thankfully, I know of eight rare exceptions.

Saturday, July 26, 2025

The Saturday Morning Post (No. 121)

 


With the unexpected DNF'ing of Pride and Prejudice, I was left without anything to read, nor any idea what I wanted to read. Since I had Pride and Prejudice on my ebook reader and it was in hand, I looked to see what else I had downloaded that I might want to read, having downloaded more than a hundred public domain books from authors whose books I've read in the past. However, I haven't had a great deal of luck finding ones I liked, even from authors whose works I had liked. But I did settle on one...

My reviewer criteria. I like light, entertaining novels. I like smaller scale stories rather than epics. I like character focused novels featuring pleasant characters, with a minimum number of unpleasant ones. I greatly value clever and witty writing. I like first person, or close third person narratives. I dislike a lot of "head jumping" between POVs and flashbacks. I want a story, not a puzzle. While I am not opposed to violence, I dislike gore for the sake of gore. I find long and elaborate fight, action, and battle sequences tedious. Plot holes and things that happen for the convenience of the author annoy me. And I fear I'm a born critic in that I don't mind pointing out what I don't like in a story. However, I lay no claim to be the final arbitrator of style and taste, you need to decide for yourself what you like or dislike in a book.

Your opinions are always welcome. Comment below. 



The Borough Treasurer  by J S Fletcher  C 

J S Fletcher was a prolific writer of detective stories; writing over a hundred of them beginning in 1914. His stories are more like the Sherlock Holmes stories rather than the Agatha Christie type. I had read several of his books prior to reading this one (which is why it was on my ebook reader.)

This story involves blackmail. Two gentlemen embezzled money from a building society, were caught, spent two years in jail, and then disappeared, eventually settling in the north of England. They then started a successful building business on the money they had embezzled, becoming respected members of the community; the mayor and treasurer in the process. Thirty years later, a retired detective stumbles upon them, and attempts to blackmail them. That very night, the blackmailer is strangled in the woods, and neither of the partners have a good alibi...

The story is told from multiple points of view, including the two ex-cons, though we aren't told who murdered the blackmailer. (Though I guessed correctly.) Another man was out that night and also has no alibi, or rather he refuses to provide one, for some reason, even to his lawyers. We then follow the court proceedings, never quite knowing who did what, as the situation gets more and more out of hand for the two suspects, even with the innocent suspect in jail and set for trial.

The fact that we do not follow any one person made it hard for me to get all that invested in the story. It has plenty of twists and turns, and lots of, well unlikely actions by the various characters. And I found myself skim reading various descriptive passages, a sure sign that the story didn't engage me and went on too long. 

A melodramatic ending ties up all the threads.

Fletcher wrote a series of books featuring a private detective, Ronald Chamberwell, which might be more to my taste, as well as some historical novels. We'll have to see if I give him another chance.



Wednesday, July 23, 2025

Using Technology to Create Art

Upon reflection, adding “except jerks” to the first law of robotics may not have been prudent. But, damn it! How was I to know we’re all jerks!”

I should start with several disclaimers. The first is that I do not use AI to write  my stories. I enjoy writing and don't do it for money, so there is no reason whatsoever for me to use generative AI. I don't have many story ideas, but you only need one at a time to write a story, so I don't need AI to come up with prompts. The same goes for painting. I paint in a physical medium. 

Thus my decision not to use generative AI is not an ideological or ethical choice. It is simply that I really enjoy both the process of writing and painting and have zero interest in automating either endeavor.

I am, however, not opposed to the use of technology including AI to create art, if only because I recognize that I rely on technology to create, improve, and distribute my own creative endeavors. It would be very selfish of me to draw a line in front of me and say, you can't go further than I choose, or need, to go. 

So, I'm not going to draw that line.

Use the technology you need to help you create your art. 

I say this from over five decades of  writing.

I wrote my first novel and a novella using a manual typewriter. I recently had my old typewriter out, even bought new ribbons for it. I'm here to tell you that typing on a manual typewriter is work. At least from the vantage point of a keyboard and computer using writer. Handwriting is easier, but it still has to be converted into a typed page, which doubles the work, though usually for someone else. You can argue the merits of using old tools and writing slower with more effort, if you care to. However, having done so in my youth, I'm not on bit nostalgic. 

In addition to the physical work of typing on a manual typewriter, I lack the ability to memorize by rote. Things like the idiotic spelling of the English language is beyond my ability to master. This is a great handicap for a would-be-writer. I first used a paper dictionary to consult for spelling, when I recognized that I didn't know how to spell a word. When I didn't, I  had to rely on my wife to find and correct it. In order to correct these misspellings and simple typos typed on paper, I had to paint over the offending word with white-out and either type or write over it. Luckily copy machines were available way back then, so I didn't have to use carbon paper to make a second or third copy of a work. Physical copies being necessary since a physical copy of the manuscript had to be sent out via the mail to submit your work to publishers. And if none of those dozen or so people wanted to buy it; your effort ended up in a drawer, or as a thousand books in you garage if you chose to pay thousands of dollars to self-publish your work yourself. 

Ah, the good old days when writers were writers.

Over the ensuing years I adopted new technologies as they became available; electric typewriters with automatic error correction, electronic dictionaries, and once  computers were affordable, computers and the internet. While none of these inventions wrote stories for you, they made turning an idea into a manuscript and then into a published book possible for far more people. 

Including me. With word processers, spell checking, email submissions, and the ability to publish ebooks in digital marketplaces that reach tens of millions of readers, not to mention print on demand paper books I have been able to realize a dream in my lifetime. Long gone and good riddance to the days when I had to try to sell my work to a small handful of slush pile readers, editors, and publishers. 

And then there is the invention of the digital camera. With one I can photograph my paintings and post them on line for others to hopefully enjoy. I can also use these digital photographs for my book covers photographing the original analog art, processing it in Gimp; adjusting colors and adding contrast to my original paintings to make them more suitable as cover art.

In the last couple of years I have added using Google Drive and two free online grammar checkers, Grammarly, and Scribbr to proofread my manuscripts, highlighting typos and wrong words, suggesting where to put comas, and such. Proofreading is something I am terrible at, and I need someone to do it for me. People still do it for me, but these days the job is much easier for my wife and beta readers by using these services. So these services are a win for me, for them, and ultimately, for my readers as well

On the other hand, I don't usually take their free grammar suggestions or pay for their far more extensive grammar suggestions; I make my own creative decisions. It is creative writing, after all. Proofreading is all I use them for. All I need them for. Everything else about writing is fun and something I can do. And since, for me, their use replaces no paid workers, it's a win for all.

I also use the text-to-voice technology of Google, Amazon, and Apple to convert my written word into audiobooks. While this is generally lumped these days as AI, the technology has been around for decades. In recent years it has gotten better at reading strings of words that, with a an extensive data base, predicts the best way to vocalize the words in a certain way to mimic the emotions the words likely are meant to convey. That said, the technology generates nothing that I haven't already created. And since my business model does not generate the revenue needed to pay a human to read and record my work, I have no ethical misgivings about my decision not to lose money when offering my work to readers in this format.

In short, I these days I use a lot of technology to create my art. And as I said, I'd be a hypocrite to turn around and deny the use of advancing technology to aspiring authors, or to draw some sort of line in the sand that says, this is as far as you should go, just because I don't need to go further.

I fell that anyone can use what they need to bring their dreams and aspirations to life. As long as they are satisfied with their contributions to the creation of their art, it is good. It is a personal choice. This includes using AI generated prompts to come up with story ideas, plots and story structures. It includes using AI generated text to bring the story they want to tell to life. It includes using AI to create covers and interior art. Basically, I see it as ethical to use the tools one needs to write a story or create art. However, it should be understand that I am talking about writing as art. When it comes to writing as a product; society and the market will determine the value of what they create in partnership with generative AI. And that is what is controversial. 

Still, if a human uses technology, including generative AI, to bring their creative ambitions to life, I don't see that being too different from any other sort of creative collaboration. 

I guess it comes down to the fact that I just don't buy the argument that humans have some sort of exclusive ability to write books and create art. That we have some sort of magic elixir that transforms our life experience into "true" art. Yes, we have unique neural pathways that make each of us fairly unique in the way we assimilate what we experience and then rearrange that into something that is, hopefully, little new. We all have our special talents. But it seems to me that AI can, or at least, will someday, be able to be just as "creative" by replacing the uniqueness of human individual human creativity with its vast, comprehensive access to billions of past human creations. A different road to the same destination. 

In a broader sense, people say that AI makes people dumber and less adept at critical thinking. Maybe. But then, dumbness and the lack of critical thinking has never been in short supply, so I'm not sure it matters. 

Again, take my experience. Millions of words written later, I'm no better speller than I ever was. Heck, I might be even worse now, because now when I misspell a word, all I have to do is recognize the word I'm looking to spell from the list of suggestions. I don't even have to try to memorize it. Perhaps as a result, these days I hate to handwrite anything for fear of misspelling a word, even ones I (should) know. Not to mention trying to make my handwriting legible. Typing on a keyboard and screen has made writing so much better in every way while making it more dependent on technology. Thus, even using the technology that I do, it can be argued that I'm dumber for it. But dumber in ways that don't matter much, if at all. 

So, while I think AI will indeed make people less competent at the things that AI will become competent at, humans will adjust and go on living just fine. We have always let machines do the things they are better and faster at than us, and enjoyed the benefits.

The fact is that down through the ages, the world has always been going to hell on a handcart. At least if you listen to old people. Change happens. If you get old enough, the accumulated changes will tend to leave you the feeling that you're a stranger in a strange land. Not surprisingly, the more familiar past, and the way things were done in the past, look more appealing when you find yourself in a strange land and your youth a distant, and hopefully, a golden memory. But the thing is, this strange land will always be someone's golden past. Who knows how AI is going to shape the world, but shape it, it will. 

Take what you need from AI to find joy.




Saturday, July 19, 2025

The Saturday Morning Post (No. 120)

 


One last chance...

My reviewer criteria. I like light, entertaining novels. I like smaller scale stories rather than epics. I like character focused novels featuring pleasant characters, with a minimum number of unpleasant ones. I greatly value clever and witty writing. I like first person, or close third person narratives. I dislike a lot of "head jumping" between POVs and flashbacks. I want a story, not a puzzle. While I am not opposed to violence, I dislike gore for the sake of gore. I find long and elaborate fight, action, and battle sequences tedious. Plot holes and things that happen for the convenience of the author annoy me. And I fear I'm a born critic in that I don't mind pointing out what I don't like in a story. However, I lay no claim to be the final arbitrator of style and taste, you need to decide for yourself what you like or dislike in a book.

Your opinions are always welcome. Comment below. 


Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen  DNF  14%

Sadly, nope. I believe I read this book before, so I had expected to like, though not love this book. But it wasn't to be. 

Clearly, I'm not sophisticated enough to understand, appreciate, and enjoy the wit, charm, and social commentary of Miss Austen. She is just too subtle for me, at least by this point in her career. I missed the wit of Northanger Abbey, and the story of Mansfield Park. I found nothing amusing in the first 14% of this book I read. There was very little dialog, all of which I found hard to follow. No doubt my fault. I was reading it, not studying it. There was hardly any story in what I read as well. The setting was as sparse as a high school stage play. The famous characters, Elizabeth Bennet and Mr Darcy, also came off like high school student actors; serviceable, at best, for her purposes. I found nothing memorable or remarkable about any of of the characters, at least in a pleasing way. Clearly I was missing something. Maybe the charm of this story is develops over the rest of the book. In any event, realizing that I wasn't enjoying it, and that I didn't give a damn about any of the characters, I regretfully, said, "Nope." 

It may be a weakness of mine that I want to spend my time in the company of pleasant people, both real and fictional. I didn't find any pleasant people in the part of the novel I read, no one I cared to spend my time with. And since I'd been introduced to the main characters of the story, I had no hope of finding any by reading further. Though, I will say this, she writes boring and annoying people quite well. It is one of her strong suits. It's the engaging and interesting ones that I find she has trouble portraying with an verve or authenticity. In my opinion.

I also am notorious for wanting to be drawn into a story, not just told it, coldly from afar; which is Austen's style. Plus, as I said above, I found little, indeed, no evidence of her wit to brighten the tedious tale she was telling. In my opinion.

"In my opinion," is, of course, the key to this, and all my reviews. But that is how I review books. I make no sweeping judgements on books, beyond how they strike me in light of my stated preferences. (See above) Pride and Prejudice has stood the test of time, and is hailed as a classic, beloved by many, and I give them the joy of it. Having just read two of her books and tried two more, I can only say that Miss Austen's work is simply not for me. I'll take a Georgette Heyer any day. Her characters are fairly predictable, but at least they live and breath, converse with some wit and, you know, actually do stuff. 

On the other hand, just this week I picked up a modern historical romance from the library; one with a rom-com vibe since I like lighthearted stories. I only got half a dozen pages into it before I decided it wasn't for me. No real historical flavor, cringy characters, modern writing. I won't be reviewing it, as I couldn't get far enough into it to say more than; clearly I'm not its target audience. In light of this experience, Heyer seems to be a good compromise for these social history stories; approachable, well written stories, if a bit predictable even if they may lack Austen's depths.


 

Wednesday, July 16, 2025

Writers Reading


I imagine that when a sausage maker tastes a sausage made by another sausage maker, they consider the sausage in more detail than, "I like it" or "I don't." They would consider the casing, the blend of meats, the grind, and the mix of spices that went into the making of the sausage. It would be more than mere lunch meat to them.

By the same token, I'd think this would apply to writers reading the work of other writers. A writer, when reading the work of another writer, would naturally feel the desire to look deeper into the story and writing than most readers. Moreover, writers should have a deeper insight into the creative process involved with crafting the story than most readers, because they know how the sausage er, story was made.

Being a writer myself, this seemed pretty obvious to me. I was so certain this was the case that I set out to write this essay on the subject. It just makes sense. Stories, and writing stories are not just lunchmeat to writers. They're our bread and butter... Well, you get the idea. When we writers read what other writers have written, we can image them writing it; or rather, ourselves writing it, or not, depending on the writing.

But while trying to organize this essay, I found it harder and harder to distill what was my writers' eye from what was just my reader's taste in writing and stories. Every insight seemed to flow from my taste in stories - a taste that has evolved over time - and not from being a sausage maker, er, writer. Indeed, it seems that the writer in me is just the reader in me, expressed.

Still... I have a blog spot to fill.

I would like to say that being a writer, I have an insider's view of how the books get written, and with it, an insights into the choices that authors made in how they tell their stories. A sharper, more knowledgeable eye for the flaws in the stories. But damn, I'm far from certain that I can say that.

With several years of book reviews on this blog, I can look back on the books I've read. Not that I actually have, mind you, but I could. But if I did, I think I would find that for most of the books I loved, I didn't delve too deeply into discussing why the author and their writing worked for me. The fact that it just clicked was enough. The opposite can be said for books that didn't click. In those cases, I often delved into the reasons why they did not work for me, highlighting the authorial decisions the writers made that I wouldn't have; if only to justify my panning of the work. But, as I've said, thinking about this process, I find it hard to distill my writer's experience from my reader's taste.

Let's take a recent example of a historical/fantasy book I recently DNF'ed (review coming in a few months.) As a reader, one of the reasons for DNF'ing it was that I felt that it was trying way to hard to educate me. I love to learn about the past in well researched fiction. A well founded story can "teach" you a lot about certain aspects of the period the story covers, without drawing attention to this aspect of the story. But in the first third of this book, the part that I read before putting it aside, I felt, as a reader, that the author was taking time out from the story to lecture me, the reader, on very specific aspects of Victorian English society. And by lecture, I mean lecture. The author essentially put aside the telling of the story to turn to the reader to tell them about the historical facts the author wanted to tell us about. As a reader, this always annoys me. I'm reading the book for the story. If there are things that I don't understand or want to know about, there is Wikipedia. I resent this assumption of ignorance on the part of an author. 

Reading it as a writer, I felt including scenes not necessary for the story or the characters merely for the interjection of the information the author wanted to tell us, the readers is clunky, at best. I suppose if an author is writing omni-present third person with multiple POV, as in this case, they have the freedom to shove whatever they want into a story. Whereas a close third person or first person narrative this information would needed to be introduced in the thoughts of the characters or in dialog. As a writer, this pausing of the narration to insert a Wikipedia article about something you want to draw attention to, especially incidental information peripheral to the story is, in my opinion, lazy writing. I believe that an author should be able to bring an aspects of the past to light over the course of the story, without turning to the audience and just explaining the it. Readers will pick things up on whatever it is as they go along, if it's important enough to the story to make it feel organic to the story. And if they want to know more, the 21st century reader can look it up in less than a minute.

I am not the only person who was struck by these inserted lectures. The blogger/reviewer, a SF anthology editor, who brought my attention to the book, also noted this rather heavy handed promotion of the author's agenda in the book, and he felt it detracted from the story as well. He, unlike me, found the story compelling enough to not only read it in its entirety, but praise it, which is why I tracked the book down in the first place.

I'm fine with writers having an agenda, if they weave it into the fabric of the story with some finesse. But in this case it was a ham-fisted attempt to highlight the ills of the historical society the story was set in. As a writer, I found this inexplicable, indeed inexcusable, since this is not the work of a new author. The author is an award winning author whose first novel was published in 1982. 

But does it matter how I look at it? Looking at it's 4 star plus rating on Goodreads, probably not. Indeed, this is seems always to be the case with books I dislike, and criticize for their writing; most readers clearly don't mind the things I do, as much as I do. 

Can I blame that on my writer's mind?

Does this mean that most readers read books like eating lunchmeat, while I read books like a sausage maker eating lunchmeat, i.e. curious to know how and what it's made of? 

I would like to believe so, since being a writer, I had aught to be more aware of the choices that go into the writing a story. But as I said above, I have my doubts this is the case.

I think the main difference in my vs most readers' ratings might be that most readers enjoy and rate stories for the stories they tell, not on the writing. If the story draws them in, the writing becomes invisible. The story lives in their imagination, with the words only acting as prompts for their own imagination. As long as the words do that, it doesn't matter how artfully they're arranged. It also seems that if the story grabs them, many readers are willing to overlook what I consider laziness in writing; cardboard characters, plot holes, and well worn tropes and plotting for the convenience of the writer that, if the reader takes the time to think about, make no logical sense.

I, on the other hand, value the style and cleverness of the writing above all other aspects of the story. And I value stories which make sense, even when you think about them. I can't say if these requirements are because I'm a writer, or because of my love for writing in and of itself, was such that I became a writer. I've always been interested in writing, and have done so all my life, so I have no baseline to measure how much of my criticisms are based on my taste in books, vs my interest, instincts, and efforts in writing my own books.

But is this the case for all writers? I dare not speak for writers. So what do you think? If you're a writer, do you think knowing how the sausage is made affects how you read and enjoy stories?  And if you're not a writer, just a reader, do you still notice what the author is doing in the way stories are written to achieve the affects they ae hoping to achieve? 

Sunday, July 13, 2025

The Saturday Morning Post (No. 119) SUNDAY EXTRA!



Like our previous review, we have something unusual for this EXTRA EDITION; A book of short stories. I'm not a fan of short fiction, as a rule. Most short fiction is just a setup for some sort of punch line at the end. An unfunny joke. I make  exceptions when the short fiction features continuing characters, like Sherlock Holmes or Bertie Wooster, or when the writing is entertaining in and of itself, without relying on the story. So how does this collection of short stories fare?

My reviewer criteria. I like light, entertaining novels. I like smaller scale stories rather than epics. I like character focused novels featuring pleasant characters, with a minimum number of unpleasant ones. I greatly value clever and witty writing. I like first person, or close third person narratives. I dislike a lot of "head jumping" between POVs and flashbacks. I want a story, not a puzzle. While I am not opposed to violence, I dislike gore for the sake of gore. I find long and elaborate fight, action, and battle sequences tedious. Plot holes and things that happen for the convenience of the author annoy me. And I fear I'm a born critic in that I don't mind pointing out what I don't like in a story. However, I lay no claim to be the final arbitrator of style and taste, you need to decide for yourself what you like or dislike in a book.

Your opinions are always welcome. Comment below. 


Tales From the Folly by Ben Aaronovitch  B-

I discovered The Rivers of London book, about the time the first book was released, and for a number of years afterwards I read each new book in the series as it became available, though their release/availability in the US was, at time, rather helter-skelter. I eventually lost track of them. I believe I've read one or two of the later books since I started this review series, but I'm too lazy to find and  link to them. In any event, searching for something to read from the library, I came across the series again, and I was most interested in a novella he wrote set in 1920's New York. Alas, it wasn't available as an ebook, so I settled on this one, which was.

As you can see, I enjoyed the stories, the "B" grade is for the telling of them, rather than for the stories being told; since most of them were very slight indeed; feeling incomplete and not very satisfactory as stories. Aaronovitch is another of those British writers who always strikes me as clever and witty, whose work I read for their writing rather than the story.

The stories are divided into several sections, featuring Peter Grant the original main character of the series, along with a number of side characters who have apparently been featured in some of the stories as the series has gone on. Given the nature of the stories, this is for only readers who have read at least some of the novels, otherwise none of the stories will make much sense at all.

Saturday, July 12, 2025

The Saturday Morning Post (No. 118)

 


This week, for a change, we have a movie to review. A movie adaptation of a book I've read. I had come across this movie before, but when I came across some music for the score of the movie in my music playlist feed, I tracked down the movie itself and found it was free on YouTube. So I watched it.

My reviewer criteria. I like light, entertaining novels. I like smaller scale stories rather than epics. I like character focused novels featuring pleasant characters, with a minimum number of unpleasant ones. I greatly value clever and witty writing. I like first person, or close third person narratives. I dislike a lot of "head jumping" between POVs and flashbacks. I want a story, not a puzzle. While I am not opposed to violence, I dislike gore for the sake of gore. I find long and elaborate fight, action, and battle sequences tedious. Plot holes and things that happen for the convenience of the author annoy me. And I fear I'm a born critic in that I don't mind pointing out what I don't like in a story. However, I lay no claim to be the final arbitrator of style and taste, you need to decide for yourself what you like or dislike in a book.

Your opinions are always welcome. Comment below. 


The Lightkeepers (2009) Written and Directed by Danial Adams  C

I found the film here on YouTube. It may not be here when you see this review, who knows? You can find the Rotten Apple reviews of the movie here as well. To save you a click, its tomatometer score is 20% and popcornmeter score is 45%. 

As I mentioned above, I had come across this movie from a different direction some years ago - from the novel it is adopted from. I'm not a movie person, so I didn't follow up on it at the time, and only watched it now, because I could do so for free. 

From the scores I've quoted, it should be clear that this is not a very good movie. But what really annoys me is this Danial Adams fellow. Not only is he apparently a bad director, but he pirated the story and claimed it as his own. Almost. If you wait, the very final entry on the end credits reads; "Story Inspired by "The Woman Haters" by Joseph C. Lincoln." Inspired by? That's a bold-faced lie in little print. It was Joe Lincoln's The Woman Haters from 1911, beat by beat. 

I haven't read the book in some time, but I have it, and glancing through it; from the opening scene to the end of the book, I could see episodes in this movie that follow the story line of the book, including using the same names for the characters. Anything this Adams wrote would have been what would have been expected adopting a novel to a movie. Why, there are illustrations in my copy of the book that could just as well illustrate scenes in the movie. The only thing that this Adams fellow changed is the back story for the young "woman hater" for no good reason. It's just as trite as Joe's. 

I watched part of a Mansfield Park movie based on the Jane Austen novel, and it was less faithful than The Lightkeepers, but was still considered an adoption of that novel. Now, I will admit that adding "From the Novel, The Woman Haters, by Joseph C. Lincoln" somewhere on the movie poster and in the opening credits would not likely have sold more than three additional tickets, unlike putting Jane Austen's name on a movie that only vaguely resembles the book. But still, to put in small print at the very end of the movie, when everyone has left, that it was "inspired" by Joe Lincoln's book is a lie. The bright side is that Joe Lincoln seems to have dodged a bullet, in that this movie is bad movie. 

The Lightkeepers is bafflingly lame in execution: A number of cuts don't match, and the entire film has a herky-jerky stop-and-start lack of momentum. - Chuck Bowen, Slant Magazine

The movie is about a lighthouse keeper on Cape Cod who "hates" women for reasons that we learn over the course of the movie. A mysterious young man washes up on the shore from a passing steamer, who gives an obviously fake name, and who is in no hurry to leave the lighthouse, also for reasons we learn over the course of the movie. The lighthouse keeper's assistant has just quit, so the young man takes his place, temporarily. They bond over their disgust of womenkind, a disgust that is tested, and found wanting, when two women take a nearby cottage for five weeks. 

As the critic I quoted above suggests, the pacing of this movie is off. The events almost seemed like they took place in just the span of three or four days, rather than over a summer. Scenes run on too long, with too few scenes to suggest the passage of any time at all. Costumes and the settings were authentic looking, but very limited, I suspect because Cape Cod is a very crowded place these days, and if it was shot on location, they would likely have few angles to shot the lighthouse and beach from without having to do a lot of CGI stuff in post to eliminate its modern surroundings. I'm no judge of acting, but I guess it was serviceable, though not with a lot of chemistry, in my opinion.

The Woman Haters is far from my favorite Joe Lincoln story, so it is not surprising that I wasn't very fond of the movie made from it. It seemed an odd choice, given all of the good Joe Lincoln books... 

Joseph Lincoln and his books are pretty much forgotten these days, the fate of almost every author, no matter how popular they happened to be in their age. Indeed, popularity in their time almost guarantees it. And yet, there was one more Joe Lincoln story made into a movie in this century...2009 to be exact. I can also watch it on YouTube, but for $3.99. It's called The Golden Boys, a film adoption of Joe Lincoln's Cap'n Eri, However, it tomatometer rating is 31% and popcornmeter rating is 22%. Even with good actors, it seems to be hard to drag Joe Lincoln's stories into the 21st century. 


Wednesday, July 9, 2025

Fields and Fence Lines (Part Two)


A month ago I posted a piece in which, using the metaphor of fields and fence lines, I compared my talent to a field or pasture, and its limits as my fence lines. Fence lines that I could look over to see what was likely beyond my talent, and fences that I could, perhaps, climb over, if I cared to.

I believe I concluded that some of those fence lines were a matter of personal taste, while others defined the natural limits of my personality and intelligence. Let's explore more of those fence lines.

This installment talks about one fence line, at least, that pretty much insures I'm never going to write a book that will become a classic.

Great books, classics that last the test of time, usually have certain characteristics. Not all have all these characteristics, but have most do. When I look around the pasture of my talent, I don't see many/any of those characteristics. They are not in my skill set. I have to look over the fences to find them. Still let's have a look over the fence to see what I lack in this regard.

One of the adjacent pastures that, I think, would need be enclosed in the fences of one's talent in order to write classic great stories is that of intellectualism. One needs to think in terms of, and have a passion, for "themes." 

When I hear people talking about the truly great books one of its characteristic is often that the book offers deep themes that make them think, and/or challenge the way they think. There are even readers who, finding a story itself unpleasant to read, persist in doing so because they feel it's good for them. It offers lessons to be learned. They hold their nose and swallow their medicine. And pleasant or unpleasant they remember those books because of the thought-provoking themes linger long after they finish reading them. Books, when they click with a reader for whatever reason, stick in their minds long after they are read.

Alas, this type of story is on the far side of the fence for me. I'm not a great and deep thinker. I'd like to think that's a choice, but I'm not the one to say so. I just know that I am quite content not to waste time and words pondering questions with no answers, though I know is amuses many people. I am quite content to take life as it appears. I'm not curious enough to want to peek behind the curtain. 

It is the same when it comes to social issues. I've come to understand that everything takes time, usually much more time than we'd like to think it should take. Change happens at its own pace. Still, when I look at the big picture, the history of mankind is going in the right direction (left) slowly, but surely, even if it moves with all the speed of a glacier. Knowing this, I don't get too deeply wrapped up in all the fleeting issues of the day. Headlines, if that, are enough. Oh, and I'm not a very detail orientated person.

This mild mannered indifference extends to the study of humanity itself. I have no interest in human phycology and so I have nothing useful to say about us. I am quite content to take us as we appear on the surface. Basically, people are strange, and having said that, I'm content to leave there. 

My explanation, or excuse, for being content with my limits, content to stay in my pasture on these issues is that I'm an old and simple philosophical Taoist. I'm a "The Way That is Spoken is not The Way," sort of person. Instead of living by words, I live largely intuitively. I am content to "know" what I know without the need to put that knowledge into words, into a set of "facts." As I said above, I'm content to live with mysteries. And I don't do details.

So, in summery, I have no interest in exploring Western Philosophies, no interest in exploring current world or social affairs, or human psychology, no interest in exploring humanity; all great themes explored by great literature.  Nor do I have any special knowledge or brilliant insights to offer readers; i.e. things people claim to find in great literature, as well as in any book that people remember after they close that book. 

Given my lack of knowledge and interest in these subjects, I don't think I could leap this fence, write a heavy book, even if I wanted to. Which I don't. As a result, you'll find none - or little - of those things in my books; by choice as well as lack of talent. So, "Deep and/or Universal Themes" is unchecked in the checklist of the type of stories I can write.

Stay tuned for more unchecked boxes. There are more. Many more.


Sunday, July 6, 2025

The Saturday Morning Post (No. 117) SUNDAY EXTRA!

 


This EXTRA! installment, marks a return to the Regency Romances of Georgette Heyer. 

My reviewer criteria. I like light, entertaining novels. I like smaller scale stories rather than epics. I like character focused novels featuring pleasant characters, with a minimum number of unpleasant ones. I greatly value clever and witty writing. I like first person, or close third person narratives. I dislike a lot of "head jumping" between POVs and flashbacks. I want a story, not a puzzle. While I am not opposed to violence, I dislike gore for the sake of gore. I find long and elaborate fight, action, and battle sequences tedious. Plot holes and things that happen for the convenience of the author annoy me. And I fear I'm a born critic in that I don't mind pointing out what I don't like in a story. However, I lay no claim to be the final arbitrator of style and taste, you need to decide for yourself what you like or dislike in a book.

Your opinions are always welcome. Comment below


Faro's Daughter by Georgette Heyer  C+

Faro is a game of chance, and the orphaned daughter in this book title is the niece of a widow who has turned her London house into an unofficial, and illegal gambling house. This venture has not gone well, and the aunt is in great debt. However, a young lord has fallen in love with her niece, who is, of course, viewed as not the thing by society. His mother fears that the niece will marry her son for his money, and requests that this young lord's older cousin, a rich man about town, try to buy off this gambling house's girl. He does, offering her money to drop his cousin, an offer which she finds insulting, since she had no intention of marrying him in the first place. And in mutual anger, they both set out to better each other in a game of wits. The ultimate end is predictable.

Tropes are both good and bad, or so I've been led to understand. Many readers, at least of genre books, expect to find the customary tropes of their genre in their stories, since they often are the essence of the genre fiction. On the other hand, an over reliance of them, or the use of generic tropes, is a sign of a less accomplished author. These Heyer Regency Romances all have her trademark tropes, which include a single, handsome, cool, competent and rather domineering male, and an unmarried, level-headed, young woman who, at first, dislikes the domineering male, but eventually falls for his masterful charm, and he for her beauty and common sense. Heyer has used this scenario with various variations, in her romances to date, which, taken in small doses, can be very entertaining. But, after a half dozen or more of these stories over the last several months, I've had my fill of them for now. It will be some time before I return to Heyer's romances. Still, I am going to give her mystery stories a try, though I'd have to drive down to the library to do that, since there are no ebook versions available at my library. Such a pain...

Note: I have done so, and as this is posted, I have one of her mysteries in hand. Review in a few months...

Saturday, July 5, 2025

The Saturday Morning Post (No. 116)

 


This week a double feature, a two novel series by one of my old standbys. Do they hold up to expectations?

My reviewer criteria. I like light, entertaining novels. I like smaller scale stories rather than epics. I like character focused novels featuring pleasant characters, with a minimum number of unpleasant ones. I greatly value clever and witty writing. I like first person, or close third person narratives. I dislike a lot of "head jumping" between POVs and flashbacks. I want a story, not a puzzle. While I am not opposed to violence, I dislike gore for the sake of gore. I find long and elaborate fight, action, and battle sequences tedious. Plot holes and things that happen for the convenience of the author annoy me. And I fear I'm a born critic in that I don't mind pointing out what I don't like in a story. However, I lay no claim to be the final arbitrator of style and taste, you need to decide for yourself what you like or dislike in a book.

Your opinions are always welcome. Comment below. 


Bel Lamington by D E Stevenson  C

This book relates the life of the title character during a six month period. Bel is a twenty-something (four?) year old womanHer parents were killed in a car crash, so she was raised by an aunt in the country. When her aunt died, she inherited just enough money to learn how to be a secretary to make an independent living. For two years she has been working for an importer in London as a typist, and eventually as the personal secretary of one of the partners in the firm. Lonely in the city, she still yearns for the country, and, like the cover art shows, had made a rooftop garden out one of her windows. There she meets a painter, who found his way there because he likes to climb mountains, and when in cities, climbs buildings and roofs. He talks her into posing for a painting. She briefly falls in love with him... and from there, has a variety of other experiences and trials at work and in her life, of which I won't spoil. It is a nice snapshot of the life of a single woman in London in the late 1950's.

My problem with this book, and indeed with the writing of D E Stevenson in general, is that she "reports," rather than spins her stories. By this I mean that she writes her stories in a rather cold, clinical, and unemotional way. Oh, her characters have lots of emotions, but her stories are often related with as much heart as a newspaper news article. Or at least that how it seems to me. Sometimes this unemotional storytelling is more evident in some stories than in others. It was evident in this story.

I find that many of her characters are not particularly likable. In this case, Bel is a strange mix of competence, and overwhelming timidness, such that I found it hard to reconcile who and what she was. She strikes everyone as levelheaded, but then acts in ways that are not at all level headed. For example she panics at the prospect of staying at a country inn when her boyfriend's car breaks down, because she doesn't like the look of the owner. While all this is quite possible, people are strange, after all, I find it hard to get into the mind of such a character and makes sense of the character. Plus, given Stevenson's very remote way of telling her story, I found it hard to care for her. But that's just me. 

The happy ending came as no surprise. But at least there is one.

Bel goes on to be featured in another D E Stevenson novel, the book below.


Fletchers End D E Stevenson  C

This second of the Bel Lamington novels features her friend, pictured on the cover. Bel gets married in this novel, and they buy an old house in the country known as Fletchers End. Over the course of the novel, we get to know the history of the house and the people who lived there. The romance of her friend with a rather irresponsible navy lieutenant commander adds what drama there is in the story.

My same remarks about the coolness of D E Stevenson's treatment of her characters and story in general apply here. What might have been a cozy story, is lost in the fairly heartlessness of its telling. The truth is that after these two books, I don't think I'll be all that eager to read more Stevenson books any time soon.