Saturday, 31 October 2009

The Elegance of the Hedgehog - Muriel Barbery


Not my usual reading material, but the book group were looking for something and I suggested since everyone was having a busy October, that a shorter book might be better and this one had been mentioned.

The story revolves around a concierge who is deliberately invisible, a twelve year old girl who is planning her suicide and a new tenant in the building. The three inexorably drawn together and finding something in one another that their peers and families cannot offer.
It's a gently book, the sort of novel where not much happens but that blossoms gently as you read. Beautifully written and with three wonderful main characters and a cast of additional residents and friends it's a book that draws you in thoughtfully.

I loved it. Really, I loved the language, I thought it was beautifully translated, I loved the characters and I adored all the imagery and the literary and musical reference and although I cried at the ending it was the perfect ending.
The book is in fact incredibly elegant.

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween folks. It's not a big holiday in the UK but I always liked it. I hope you enjoyed our short stories this week, I had a lot of fun doing the event and will be repeating it for Christmas so if you have a story to submit send it to unbound at unboundblogzine dot com.

Thanks again to everyone who submitted for Halloween, Harry Markov, Dave Brendan De Burgh, Lisa Lane, Andrew Mills, Kate Laity and our own Stray Taoist.

Enjoy whatever spooky plans you have for the day, I shall be dressing up and lurking around the house waiting for trick or treaters and reading, probably Strange Angels by Lili Saintcrow.

Friday, 30 October 2009

The Final Cut - Stray Taoist


Our final spot on the Halloween short story run went to our very own Stray Taoist. Brave really since he is chronically perfectionist and I umm, discouraged messing.
The Final Cut is therefore totally unedited, written I believe especially for us at relatively short notice. He did getg a bit more warning than Andrew so he had more than three hours, but still...

Anyway without further ado, delve into the horror of The first Cut.

"It was the screaming I wanted to stop. Confined as she was to the bed, it
still grated in my head, over and over and over and over and over again. Ever
increasing, never stopping. Never, ever stopping. Even during the respite I
afforded her, I could hear the screaming, when no noise came from the small
room.

I can see the room from where I am reading the paper. Down the end of a
corridor, scrubbed clean, doused with antiseptic, cleansed of all dirt, germs
and anything that could infect. I don't like infection. That would spoil my
plans. In the same way her incessant screaming is interfering with my plans.
In the same way her entire life has interfered with my plans. But it has
come to here, and now, and she is in the room and I am not."
Read the rest of the final cut or visit our short story index.

Thursday, 29 October 2009

Have yourself an Avon Halloween - AMP Mills

Andrew Mills is one of those authors I feel has somehow been missed. I loved his book Hell Bent on Success and found it an entertaining, perfectly timed and much needed perspective on the economic problems that have caused calls of armageddon across the globe. Seriously, as though we have never been here before.

Anyway, I dropped him a line and asked if he's come and play and he allowed me to twist his arm (just for fun really, he was quite happy to play). He has provided an exclusive short story especially for Halloween on Un:Bound, turned about in around 3 hours. This pleases us. :)

In have yourself an Avon Halloween Andrew considers that most terrifying of creatures, the Avon lady.

"London sucks! Though I don't mean in the way you might think, though at times living in London is akin to living through the Bubonic plague.

My explanation begins at midnight on Halloween. I was watching a documentary on the sudden appearance of black rats and the likelihood of another plague. Generally speaking, I'm not the type to watch documentaries – I'm more of a Schwarzenegger or Van Damme fan. Now that I have had time to reflect, I realise my story should actually begin a couple of hours before midnight when I was rounding the final corner before home and was confronted by a frenzied horde of these aforementioned black rats. It was as if they were having their own rave party on the footpath and subsequently blocking my way. "

Enjoy the rest of this story or read more on our short fiction index.

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

Wordgeryne - Kate Laity


Kate Laity is, in her words, "an all purpose writer" and she's a regular visitor here so I was delighted when she let us have her Cthulhu inspired story. The story originally appeared in Lovecraft's Weird Mysteries.

Check out Kate's website to learn more about her work and to enjoy her blog. In the meantime prepare yourself for the old gods in Wordgeryne

“Take my hand!” I begged, but Brigitte's wide eyes only stared back in mute terror. I inched further out the window, stepping gingerly onto the narrow ledge, trying to reach toward her hand. “Please!” There was an audible gulp, but no other response. She closed her eyes and lay her palms flat against the wall. Hope sprang up in my heart. Perhaps Brigitte had changed her mind. Her whole body suggested defeat, relinquishing. Give up this foolish plan, I urged silently, but aloud I repeated, “Please, take my hand.” Brigitte turned her head slowly and opened her eyes once more to meet my gaze. My tentative sense of hope disappeared at once, and I could hear an increase of fearful whispering in the crowd below.

“I didn't know,” my friend said softly, a single tear crawling down her cheek. “I didn't believe…it. I'm sorry.” And before I could begin to puzzle the meaning of her words, Brigitte pushed herself awa y from the wall, the ledge and—arms wide— fell into the air. I could not separate her scream from my own until the sickening smack of her body on the concrete below silenced her wail. The crowd, temporarily chased back by the imminent impact, bunched once more around her prone figure. I withdrew. "

Read the rest of Wordgeryne or visit the Index to read more short fiction.

Tuesday, 27 October 2009

Wake - Lisa McMann

Courtesy of Simon & Schuster

How much do I love this cover!!

Wake is a childrens book and I probably should have passed it to one of the younger reviewers on Young & Un:Bound, and I may at some point. Thing is, I read the back and knew I had to read it first. Having read it, I suspect it will be a regular re read when I need something short and satisfying.

Janie is a seventeen year old girl who gets sucked into other peoples dreams if they fall asleep near her. Janie has been struggling with this problem since she was eight years old, witnessing other people's dreams, unable to help, unable to leave, but when she gets caught in a particularly terrifying dream she starts to try and take some control.

There is some romance, some adventure and the problems of a seventeen year old girl, in addition to her more unusual issue.

Wake is brilliantly written, the first few chapters moving in time to give you the back story in a quick and interesting way, then it settles into mostly normal chapters, starting with the date and time. Some of the main events are emphasized by short chapters revisiting Janie every couple of hours in a sleepless night for instance, for just a line or two.

Utterly absorbing with delightful characters, I cannot say enough good things about this one. Really, it's aimed at 12+ and that "+" definitely goes as far as 32.

Blood Heat - Dave Brendon de Burgh

Dave is probably known to many of you already as a fellow book blogger. The focus for Dave's blog seems to be shifting from reading to writing and with that in mind we were delighted to be offered the choice of two short stories by Dave.
Blood Heat is one of his earliest stories and whilst the other showed his development as a writer it was this one that for whatever reason appealed to me the most.

"Sarah listened to the sound of the wind, testing itself against the wooden walls of the cabin, rattling the windows in their frames. It howled and whistled, like some strange creature pleading in its own language to be let inside. Sarah wrapped the thick blanket tighter around her shoulders and lay back, trying to not think about David and why he was taking so long.

Her husband had said that he was going into town to go pick up some groceries; that's what he'd written on the note that she had found on her bedside table, anyway. Whether he was actually doing what he said he was doing was another matter. Sarah had seen the way the women had looked at him, the half-hidden smiles, the way their eyes had fastened on his. When she had asked him about it, he had shrugged and said he hadn't noticed. Three hours away, and still no message from him. What was he doing?"

Read the rest of Blood Heat

or visit our index for more short fiction.

Jonathan Lethem - Chronic City

Here's a short list of things Jonathan Lethem's new novel Chronic City is about: a 2-story tall tiger secretly demolishing buildings, a bizarre cloud that smells like chocolate to some, to others it doesn't smell at all, but comes across as a piercing sound originating within their ears. It's about a virtual world, part World of Warcraft and part Second Life and of the virtual treasure that has the power to transform your mind. It's also about how these virtual realities may not be virtual at all, and in fact it is our world that's the virtual one.

It's also about the people caught up in these things - specifically, three people. Perkus Tooth, former voice of the city and paranoid conspiracist, determined to prove between tokes of weed that not only is Marlon Brando still alive but is the savior of the city. Richard Abneg, aide to the mayor and best by eagles who live outside his apartment window, who rails against the cultured elite of the city even as he seduces and is seduced by one of its own. And Chase Insteadman, former child star and current conversation piece, who drifts in and out of both worlds, not realizing he's playing a bigger part than he ever imagined.

Lethem came to prominence crafting off-beat novels in the vein of Philip K. Dick, one of his heroes. Novels like Gun, With Occasional Music and Amnesia Moon were as full of social ideas as they were of kangaroo detectives and gargantuan aliens. After a brilliant run of critically acclaimed novels set in a much more realistic setting (though no less off-beat), he returns in Chronic City to the familiar strains of Dick's best writing, while at the same time crafting a quirky valentine card to New York City.

Despite the myriad oddments in the story, which loosely tells the story of a possible conspiracy within the city and Insteadman's unknowing role in that conspiracy, what Lethem's really focusing on is the nature of friendship, the quest to become someone, an individual, and what it means to do all of this in new York City, a place where love it or hate it, you are forever changed by being there. His best books (Motherless Brooklyn, The Fortress of Solitude) have a way of making their settings palpable, a living, breathing entity in which the characters become one with the streets, storefronts, and assorted locales. He also has a knack for pulling on the strings of our childhood, and although the specifics may differ, he's able to get to the emotions we carry about our old favorites toys, street corner songs, and humid days looking across the street at the girl or guy you hope to talk to by Summer's end. Chronic City hits those marks more that it misses them, in episodes like when Perkus, evicted from his apartment and forced to live in an apartment building for dogs, finds joy and love with a three-legged pitt bull named Ava. Or at the end of the novel, where Chase relates the story of the first time he met Janice Trumball, an astronaut whose current mission plays a large part in the novel's events.

Another key features that plays through Chronic City is the use of other writer's words. Lethem constantly quotes other books and, in some places, uses their words as his character's won (he credits all these sections in the back of the book) - for him, whose life was filled with the words of his heroes, Chronic City offers a chance to play with those same words in new and interesting ways.

Jonathan Lethem is one of the authors on my short of writers I discovered with their first book and continued to follow through their career, picking up each new work as soon as it came out. For the past decade he's grown by leaps and bounds, and Chronic City is a wonderful reminder of a great writer, a great city, and the wonderful words we remember for our entire lives.

Monday, 26 October 2009

Lisa Lane - One Night Stand


Hey folks, it's time for our second Halloween short story.
Lisa Lane is a Ravenous Romance writer who has appeared here on Un:Bound talking about e publishing.
Visit her site or check out her work over at Ravenous Romance.

Today's story is a short erotic story about one of our favourite predators.

"Joseph walked slowly yet confidently down the Vegas Strip, the cool October night air sending a light breeze through his open trench coat. He loved watching the people, musing as they paraded up and down the sidewalks with their wild costumes and their open drinks. The women were always the wildest. There were Playboy bunnies, whores, slutty devils, and even sluttier angels. In Vegas, Halloween always seemed to be an excuse for them to prance around, out in the open, wearing the least amount of clothing as humanly possible. He couldn’t help but stare. Tonight, however, not one of them would be staring back, at least not like that. Tonight would be the easiest night of the year."

Enjoy the rest of the story here or visit our short story index.

Early Storm!

Behold!

Holding a 750-page book on one hand while snapping a pic from a crappy camera phone in your other? Not as easy as I thought it would be...

We've been barred from reviewing The Gathering Storm until it's proper release (tomorrow, 11/27), but considering my reading speed and the fact that I've only had the book a week pretty much guarantee the fine folks at Tor have nothing to worry about on my account. I will say that I peeked inside, and the book is pretty beautiful - color maps on the inside covers, a nice introduction where Brandon Sanderson explains the whole process and plan for the final section of Robert Jordan's series...but don't take my word for it, get it straight from the horse's mouth:


The juicy stuff starts about a minute in.

In other news, I have confirmation from Tor that the prize packages from our Gathering Storm contest are being shipped as we speak, so a firm congratulations to the winners!

I'll be back later today with my "proper" Monday reviews, and then hopefully you'll be hearing from me soon regarding the massive tomb above, provided I can get my right hand to work after holding it still for so long.

'Cause, um, the book was heavy, you know?

Sunday, 25 October 2009

Friday Night Bites - Chloe Neill

This is the second Merit the vampire book and you may recall I loved the first one. Well this didn't disappoint.

In the second outing Merit is pretty much over being changed and is more focused on doing a good job and adapting to her new life, which means a little less Catcher and Mallory and a little more of the other vamps.

If you weren't much older than Buffy when she discovered she had to face the Master and die and were gripped, then this is the perfect series. That blend of humour, snark and courage that defined Whedon's Slayer ever present in Merit but targeted at late 20's/early 30 somethings that know "a vampire, a witch and a werewolf walk into a bar" is the start of an adventure, not a joke.

The writing is excellent, the plot well put together, over all very entertaining and the sexual tension that is ever present is there for all the reasons a little tension and conflict should be, adding depth and interest to our Darcy and Lizzie, umm, I mean Darth Sullivan and Merit.
Wonderful, entertaining books, light hearted Urban Fantasy with hidden depths. Brew yourself a hot chocolate and enjoy.

Nocturne Kiss - Harry Markov


Our first short story has been put up and Harry has treated us to a reminder of what can happen if you wander out in the dark.

Harry is the blogger behind Temple Library Reviews and has recently interviewed myself and Chris as well as allowing me to guest post.
He has recently started a new blog to focus on his writing.

"Night's haunting touch spread its quilt of urban shadows over burly streets, intertwining into a macabre stage for shadow play. Among the foul scents of darkness sweet cherry fragrance bloomed, so obvious, so out of place with its vulnerability.

Emily waltzed wearily down the street, her high heels dictating a steady rhythm on the paved ill lit alley. The monotonous sound subdued her grief and sedated the madness, bubbling in her heart. She took big breaths of the frigid, slimy air. The rich odor made her cringe her face in disgust. "

Head over and read the rest of Nocturne Kiss.
Or check out the other short stories in our index.

Saturday, 24 October 2009

The rain in Spain falls mainly on the plain

So, not wishing to disappoint my readers (I do have readers, right? You don't all just ignore me, do you? *sob*) this isn't a review. Again. This is (again) brought to you by the thoughts that roam through my head while I read. Although this one is also brought to you by several embarrassing episodes I have had in discussing literature over the years, in different settings with different people.

Books are filled with words. Some with more than others, but mostly words. Yes, there are books with pictures, but even those usually have words. And the ones without words, well, you need to be over eighteen to be reading them, no? (Having said that, in this day and age, what with their fancy intertubes and all, I guess those sorts of _books_ are going out of fashion. Enough innuendo, on with the post.)

Again, mostly, these words are internalised, and not said out loud.

Allow me to digress a moment. Yes, I know it will prolong the post, and alienate more readers from getting this far, but stick with it, I just want to rant a little. Ever since my youngest was born, I have read to all my children. (I no longer do, they read for themselves. It would probably embarrass them if I still did.) When they were all little, they all got the same book. Then I had to spin off and read three different stories a night. Bedtimes went on for a while, I can tell you. Lemony Snicket was a joy to read, whereas Harry Potter was not. Harry Potter sucks. Truly, it does. Try reading any of them out loud. Awful. The writing is turgid, slow, boring, clumsy and trite. The plot may be passable, but they are awful books. She needs a good editor. I never, ever want to say aloud 'Harry, Ron and Hermione' in the same breath ever again. Ever. Digression ends.

And because character names get spoken only in your head, the pronounciation is yours, and yours alone. The accent they have (with in the confines of the setting, development and arena of the story) is yours to hear. (One of the points people dislike films of their favourite books is that the characters look and sound wrong. Among the many problems with film adaptations.) Then we have the words that you never use in real life, but you are aware of what they mean, but only appear in books. Your pronounciation of those is all your own.

Imagine, for example, you find yourself in bourgeoisie salon, with the great and the good, and the discussion comes round to one of your favourite novels. (Bourgeoisie? Salons? Has he still not got over his Proust kick?) For sake of argument, let us say this novel has a heroine by the name of Adele. In your enthusiasm, you wish to talk of a crucial plot twist, a moment of import in the sweep of the narrative. You open your mouth and go:

'Well, at the juncture where Ad-ell turns to the narrator and...'

whereupon everyone looks at you and says 'Who? Oh, you mean Ah-dell.' Cue titters, amusement and hot cheeks. (We haven't even factored in, which is for me is another degree of freedom in this social minefield, accents. Some people in this country understand me when I speak. Some even when I write...) It strikes me as something that isn't ever taught, how to pronounce words you only see in books.

Or is this just me? Do I not talk to the right people? I have been caught out lots of times with this, not being understood as the language we speak is the same, but the words come out differently. I can't be this only one to have considered this, can I? Please tell me I'm not!

I get this post in now, as I don't want to spoil the flow of the short stories coming up, and let the focus be on those.

Original photo of the beach one used up there. And the starfield from my back garden, which is my current desktop wallpaper, as it happens. Yeah, yeah, pimping my own pics again.

Halloween Fiction

We have something a bit special lined up this year for Halloween. Some of you may be aware that we have a few short stories on the site, kindly donated by some of the super lovely people we have talked to over the last year.

Over the next six days I will be adding a further 6 short stories to the index, one a day, accompanied by a short post here. This is in addition to normal posting.

Coming up then, starting tomorrow:

Nocturne by Harry Markov of Temple Library Reviews
One Night Stand by Lisa Lane one of our Ravenous Romancers
Bloodheat by Dave Brendon de Burgh another fellow blogger
Wordgeryne by Kate Laity writer and regular visitor
Have an Avon Halloween by Andrew Mills author of Hell Bent on Success
The Final Cut by our very own Stray Taoist

so look out for Lexx and Matrix enjoying their pumpkin and enjoy your Halloween treats.

Friday, 23 October 2009

Infinity Welcomes Careful Drivers - Rob Grant and Doug Naylor



by Harbinger


Hello everyone, not having had the best week I felt the need to immerse myself into something comforting.... but then changed my mind and read Red Dwarf: Infinity Welcomes Careful Drivers. Anyone who knows me will tell you I am obsessed with Red Dwarf, when I grew up it was on all the time at home. I probably know most of the lines off by heart (deeply sad I know). Though in fairness to myself I have never had the slightest urge to go to a Red Dwarf convention. Don't think I am getting on people who go to conventions, it has just never been my cup of tea.



Anyway, the writers of the show wrote a few books, which obviously I adore. The book encompasses the time before the show starts and the first and second series. In 2180 David Lister, is living a desperate life on the Spanish controlled moon Mimas trying to earn money for a shuttle ticket back to Earth and his beloved Liverpool. He arrived on Mimas after getting drunk on his 25th birthday and has no real memory of how he got there, and how he has ended up with a passport in the name of Emily Berkenstein. Lister eventually decides to join the Jupiter Mining Corporation ship the Red Dwarf. However during the trip Lister is put in suspended animation, and later awakes to discover that the crew are dead and the ship is now 3 million years away form Earth (and Liverpool). Worst of all his only company is a highly neurotic dead man.


In general terms this is normally the type of book I hate. In my humble opinion when something crosses from one medium to another, something is lost. The reason while I feel this works, is that the show's humor was character driven and so long as the characters remain consistent with TV then there is no problem with alterations in plot. If I were to draw a comparison with other books, it read very much like a Terry Pratchett and not like Douglas Adams (as I expected it would). As with Terry Pratchett there comes a time when an element of seriousness enters the book, sometimes it is subtle and lying underneath the humour, at other times it is much more overt. When it comes down to it the story does have unhappy undertones, a group of people who dislike each other trapped on a space ship for all eternity.


The Characters are as you would expect. Dave Lister, the lovable Liverpudlian bum with an obsession for curry and a girl who he only dated for two weeks. Who is trying to hold his own sanity together as he comes to terms with being, most likely, the last human being alive.

Arnold J. Rimmer, a character that has, unflatteringly, been compared to me. An emotionally retarded chicken soup machine repair man. Neurotic, idiotic, bureaucratic, stuck up megalomaniac, who deep down hates himself and tries to blame others for his failings.The Cat, the best dressed entity in the Universe. Vein, egotistical and more than a little stupid there is absolutely nothing serious about the cat, a complete comedy character. He like Lister is the last of his kind, being the product of a species that evolved form Lister's cat over 3 million years.

Kryten, a guilt ridden sanitation robot who has spent the last few hundred years looking after a dead crew. Finally everyone's favorite computer Holly. Apparently with an IQ of 6,000, who growing increasingly senile, has charged himself with attempting to keep Lister sane (no easy task).



Any way this review is far too long! So I simply say give it a try, as well as the other Red Dwarf books. Better Than Life, Backwards (by Rob Grant only), and The Last Human (by Doug Naylor only)


Happy reading everyone. Smoke me a Kipper I'll be back for Breakfast!

Winners

Ok, if I remember rightly I had to pick three, so randomizer did it's mystical thing and gave me :

throu the haze
jaime
teresa

Congrats folks. I leave it to Chris to get in touch with you all for mailing addresses.

Ο σοφωτατοσ εστιν οστισ τον οιδει οιδει οιδεν [0]


There is a recurrent argument in my household over how education should be tackled. The main bone of contention is that I don't think it should be for anything. It should be in and of itself. Humans have plenty of time post-schooling to get practical skills. Education should concern itself with learning, thinking, how to learn, how to think and not be vocational. OK, disclaimer, I might be a grumpy old elitest, but raw knowledge, and especially a classical education, can make the world a better place, full of better people.

What was the relevance of that? My chosen tome to review. I read this a while back, but having read his latest, I thought I would speak more on what I think is his best to date. The fact that it overlaps with a culture I know lots about, doesn't mean a thing. Honest. I get told, quite regularly, that it is pointless to learn of the Greeks, Romans, Persians or indeed anything pre-Enlightenment. (Try asking some Western types about Byzantium, and you will see why I gnash my teeth, if not pull out my hair. Mostly as I like my long flowing locks.)

This is a great book. Detailing the whys and wherefores up to the events as depicted in that film 300 (can't say I have seen it, though I have read the graphic novel, being somewhat of a Frank Miller fan ever since his Daredevil work). Maybe you have seen it, so I don't need to explain it. But actually, I do. There is more background here, and more importantly, it points out why we have democracy here in the West.

It should also knock out any superiority you feel over this being the pinnacle of civilisation thus far in history. The feats of what went on in 5BC were phenomenal. Logistically, politically, philosophically, socially speaking. Even if you know much about the period, this is still a very rewarding read. Yes, he does try to shoehorn then-and-now parallels in there, but mostly they work. The ones that don't only fall down slightly.

The writing style is fluid, precise and engaging, with no retro-fitted ideals placed on top of the ones in place at that time. (But you will still shudder at the treatment the Spartans meted out to their children.) I challenge you not to be astounded at the sheer brilliance of the politicians, the machinations of the armies, the thinking that lead them to create the first democracies (it will also suprise you to learn why they did this, it sure wasn't out of the goodness of their hearts).

I much prefer this to Rubicon (or indeed Millenium). But that is not to say either of those are bad, as they certainly aren't. I am just more of a Greek than a Roman. I guess this actually reads like a novel, and a fast-paced one at that. Then you remember this is history, and it happened, and it happen two and a half thousand years ago.

An inpressive book. And this is why a classical education is important. It isn't practical to know this stuff, it isn't going to do anything other than involve you in interesting discussions, but it gives you an insight into how and why we are, how and why they were, and the relevance, the connection, of history to now.

[0] Re-translated back into the Greek by me. I couldn't find the original, only the English. So apologies if the word-endings are wrong.

Thursday, 22 October 2009

Last Day to Enter the Contest!

What contest, you ask? Why, The Gathering Storm Contest, of course!

Click the banner on the right to leave your comment stating what book you'd like to have with you on a dark and stormy night. The contest ends tomorrow at the stroke of Midnight!

Okay, well maybe not right at the stroke. I mean, whose stroke are we talking about here? And why does that sound like it should have been a comment on one of our Ravenous Romance posts?

Sigh...

Anyway, for those of you with a slight aversion to moving your mouse to the right, you can click this link right here.

Good luck!

Short Fuse - Tales from the Crypt

On the third Tuesday of the Month at the Y Theatre in Leicester an eclectic group of people gather in low lighting to listen to a number fo short stories being read by the authors.

The evening is hosted by Polly Tuckett and Seb Ahmed who bring us life readings and some music and imagery during the breaks.

It's a great set up, big round tables for the audience to relax at while the readers are on stage. There are plenty of breaks to replenish drinks, stretch legs and discuss what you have just heard. As well as making the evening pass quickly it serves to prevent the stories all running into one another.

October's theme was Halloween.

The first story "Lizzie's Baby" by Emma Lee was a little confusing. My feeling is that it would read well on the page, but the delivery was a little flattened by nerves and the result was that it was impossible at times to tell which character we were with. A shame because what I was able to follow suggested this was not a bad story.

Maxine Linnell then read "Nuts & May". Linnell was a strong, well paced reader, the story somewhat confusing, although that may have been deliberate. Overall not bad but it didn't grip me. In a book a confusing short story can provide additional fun, going over it line by line trying to unpick the meaning, being read to I was left just feeling "I didn't get it?".

After the first break we had something a little different. Dr Jennifer Cooke presented a paper on Zombies adapted from the last chapter of her book. This was a more academic approach and the language matched. With some interesting views, dry wit and a confident delivery this was a real highlight. If you spend enough time around Zombie nuts you would have heard a lot of her insights before, but I learned a few new things and just thoroughly enjoyed a neat introduction to and portrait of the Zombie.

Dr Zombie was followed by the headliner Nicholas Hogg who has been published through CanonGate. He came on stage with a girl who voiced one of the characters. It was more of a performance than a reading. He built tension well and it was very well performed but I found the ending a little disappointing.

Another break and then the final two short stories. Joe Evans read "Ghost" which again was entertaining, well read and interesting but fell a little flat at the end. It was a pleasing delivery though and held a few laughs and some bleakness and creepiness. This is definitely a writer I would be interested in reading more of, just to see.

Last and finishing the evening on a high note was Damien G Walter reading "Cthul-you". This is a tale of cultists, dating sights and destroyers of the earth. It's hilarious. Damien delivered the story brilliantly and left the audience laughing. There are thoughtful parallel's that could be drawn from the story, but I preferred to sit back, listen and laugh.

Overall an excellent, entertaining evening. Well done all.

As a side note, we have short stories by both Polly Tuckett and Damien G Walter here on Un:Bound.


Wednesday, 21 October 2009

Wednesday Round Up.

Sadly, from time to time life descends into chaos and all hell, if not actually breaking loose, is at least champing at the bit (hey we can mix metaphors as well as cocktails y'know).

The point (and there is one) is that our lovely Ravenous Romance hostess Inara has had to devote additional energy to keeping chaos in check and the hell hounds muzzled and this week is unable to offer us our usual romantic interlude.

Inara's apologies to all and in fairness it's not just her, in the UK it's half term, offices all over the country are missing large chunks of staff, writerly types have deadlines looming for halloween or christmas and the pressure is on for the upcoming silly season. We all have so many additional expectations on our time in the run up to the holidays that occasional lapses are inevitable.

Instead then I thought i'd do a brief roundup of our discussion of the position of romance as a genre, since the whole conversation was done in the comments last week and then tell you what I have planned for the site over halloween.

Romance gets no respect. Discuss.
God this sounds like something my English teacher would have set us at school. "Compare and contract two fiction genres". Anyway. I threw this out a few days ago and was pleased to see some interested points raised by the Ravenous team and other commenters.

The whole issue of genre snobbery was raised - all genres have good and bad writing, yet for many genres people focus only on the substandard and trite.

There was also an interesting point raised about romance being book fluff for girls and whether there is an equivalent for men, the general feeling was yes, this is what thrillers are for. Thrillers share common themes and characters, plot lines are often repeated, they are wildly popluar and share the same blend of good, bad and middle of the road writing as fantasy. They don't however, share anything like the stigma.

We discussed branding - call something Romance and it sounds fluffy and a bit silly, and for girls. While we are not sure it could really be called anything else, perhaps the other elements could be put forward more strongly. Many romances are also adventures or thrillers or sci fi, something, not just boy meets girl (or boy, or girl meets girl, or alien, or whatever) argue, kiss, fall in love, live happily ever after. There is more to it than that and perhaps a rethink on presentation might help alleviate the popular view of the genre. Of course given it sells like mad and seems nearly recession proof unlike oh say literary fiction, perhaps we just shouldn't care.

We touched briefly on the fact that genres and especially romance often don't get the kind deeper critiquing that literary work gets, creating a sense of it's being lighter and more easily dismissed before we even start.

The general conclusion was, before you knock romance, perhaps you should try it? Give it a fair try, read a few different styles, because as with any genre or any kind of fiction at all, not everything within it's label is going to suit you.

I think that pretty much covers the key points and it was a really interesting topic for me as a recent convert and someone with a long history of mocking.

Now for what is coming up for Halloween on Un:Bound.

In a few days time I am going to start my official run up to Halloween. This will be in addition to the usual posts, not instead of. Each day will have a short story loosely on topic for the time of year. The post will have an introduction to the author, a few comments about the story (without giving anything away) and the first paragraph of the story to lead you in. It will then link directly to the story in full and have an additional link to the short fiction index on Un:Bound. I hope you will enjoy the tales as much as I have been.

Keep in mind, we do not have an editor to go through everything and people have kindly responded to my pleas for fiction, in some cases coming up with something at very short notice.

Monday, 19 October 2009

Brad Warner - Hardcore Zen

Sometime the world gets so screwed up in your head, you need to take another perspective on things.

I have a lot going on right now. I'm in the end stages of interviewing for a new position in my company, and whether out of fear or anger at losing me, the workload in my current job has tripled. This combined with a major medical emergency courtesy of my father as well as the usual hard work and frustrations that come with marriage and fatherhood have me spinning around in circles, lashing out and being a general grump about life.

Reading Hardcore Zen by Brad Warner was an enlightening experience, which is odd thing to say, especially since one of the things Warner stresses in the book is the lack of enlightenment as an achievable goal when practicing Zen. Warner, who until moving to Japan and becoming ordained as a Soto Zen priest was an early participant in the early 80s hardcore and punk explosion in Middle America, playing for Zero Defects and leading Dimentia 13. Hardcore Zen in an exploration into what it means to practice the tenets of Zen Buddhism (particularly the Soto school, as opposed to the much more rigid and vigorous Rinzai school, which focuses much more on enlightenment) and how it paralleled both his life and the fundamentals of the punk and hardcore movements.

The biggest takeaway from the book is the questioning of everything: what you see, what you hear, what you read, but especially what you think you are, and your role in this thing we call the Universe. Warner goes to great pains to emphasize that you should even questions everything he says - the overriding principle of Buddhism is founded on seeing true reality for yourself, instead of seeing what others tell you to see or to expect to see. There's a distinct lack of practical information - besides a chapter on sitting zazen (the basic meditative discipline in Zen practice), Warner's focus in on the principles of the practice and the ways it differs from a religion or philosophy, so if you looking for a generic handbook or "how-to" of Zen Buddhism, this probably isn't the book for you.

But I won't deny that Hardcore Zen got me extremely interested: the act of truly finding your own answers by questioning everything until you know what it is you're supposed to asking makes sense to me, and although I don't know if it will lead me anywhere it's fast becoming a subject I intend to pursue further. Warner comes from a similar background to my own, and the similarities made for a rewarding read, one that cuts through the New Age bull$#@! of what we commonly know as Buddhism and opened the door to something intriguing and new.

So the next time you're in New York and you see some guy sitting in the Half Lotus position, his hands folding in the cosmic mudru while his headphones bleed Bad Brains and Circle Jerks, don't worry: he's just trying to find the right questions.

Sunday, 18 October 2009

Evermore - Alyson Noel

with thanks to PanMacmillan

Another pretty cover, another YA novel about a girl who is a little different and boy who seems a little dangerous. Don't read this one too close to Hush Hush because the whole set up at school seems a little familiar. On the other hand it's another popular trend at the moment.

Like most of the Young Adult books along these lines the trickiest balance is actually the whole issue of school and family and Alyson Noel handles that well enough. The story is fairly typical, the twists in this one are the whole vamp/not vamp issue and the fact that after she came back from the dead Ever is psychic.

It's pretty well written and i reacted to the characters as I was supposed to, liked the good guys, didn't like the bad guys. Ever sister Riley is haunting her and that adds a new dimension.

Evermore is an enjoyable example of it's type, it lacked something for me that may have been because I have just read Hush Hush or maybe it just didn't connect in the same way. Hard to tell. Anyway a pretty decent read, easy to get through and frankly I still liked this a whole load more than Twilight. Judge for youselves on this one folks.

Saturday, 17 October 2009

Some Girls Bite - Chloe Neill


Yes ok there has been a bit of a trend for a while now for vampire novels with a strong willed girl in lead who is psychic/newly a vamp/whatever and who catches the eye of the head vamps because she refuses to conform. So there are lots of these sort of novels around at the moment, to which I say great. If it's trendy then yeah, there will be more bad ones about, but there will also be more good ones and face it Vampires are always the "new black".

In Some Girls Bite, Merit has been attacked and as a result changed into a vamp to save her life, Vamps have recently come out in public and there is an uneasy peace for now. Ok, so far so nothing new. We have vamp loving goth house mate, hot vamp leader, werewolf with a crush on the leading lady, it's all pretty standard. Except, and it's a big one.. it's very well written, entertaining and a bit more grown up than these things usually are.

Merit is 27 and a grad student, she is stubborn and strong willed but not stupid or sulky and not deliberately defiant, she's just angry about being turned against her will. She steps up quickly to protect the people she cares about and those she's bound to.

That little bit of extra maturity adds a lot to the novel, giving it a gravity that a lot of the YA books in this theme can't quite offer. There is also an interesting relationship to blood, these vamps are essentially still alive so they can eat and drink whatever, but blood is required every couple of days. Most houses in the States have opted not to drink from humans in order to avoid reminding humans how vulnerable they are and rocking the boat, but Merit is changed by a House that feeds.

There is the usual thread of romance between Merit and the head vamp and there is a little Mr Darcy & Lizzie about that situation, suitable for the Eng Lit obsessive that Merit is.

It's a strong start to what will hopefully be a mature and well developed series, with some solid characters and a nice balance of fun and seriousness. Merit is well considered, her human troubles remaining with her in her new life.

I'm looking forward to getting my hands on Friday Night Bites and i'm glad I eventually caved and bought this. I was put off for a while by the cover, which doesn't do much for me to be honest.

Friday, 16 October 2009

Story Time for Halloween

Well my darlings, I have decided on a little extra fun over the run up to halloween. Since I haven't the discipline to set myself the task of only reading horror I decided on a series of short story posts.
Un:Bound has a few short stories already permanently homed on our Short Fiction page and in the run up to halloween I shall be posting a short note about a story, then the first paragraph and the link to our short fiction index. If you are interested in submitting a story for this you only have a few days i'm afraid, I have a few stories in but a few more would give us a fuller run up.
All I ask is they are creepy or spooky or generally fitting for halloween and yours to offer us. If they have previously been published let us know and we will note that too.
If you want to join in the fun but can't send us anything for the 20th october then we will be doing this again for christmas.

Contest Reminder

If you look over at the right side of the Un:Bound website, you'll notice the little badge for our Gathering Storm Contest, where three lucky winners will receive copies of Robert Jordan's The Eye of the World and Brandon Sanderson's Mistborn, two first books in two fantastic fantasy series.

The contest ends next Friday, October 23rd, so if you haven't already, click the badge (or, if you can't move your mouse that far, you can click this link right here) and enter by telling us what book you'd like to have on a dark and stormy night!

Wednesday, 14 October 2009

An open letter to editors


You might guess, from the title, this isn't a review, but was brought on by me reading, which is close enough, right? And I do like to not play to expectations...

I like to read. In fact, I spend a goodly portion of my non-nose-to-grindstone time doing so. Not all my time, but enough that I can get through several books a week. Given that I read all sorts, but have my own pretensions, I can sometimes be found to be reading classics. Or complicated tomes that require esteemed professors to write introductions, forwards, explanations and essays.

And that is my point. I have no objections to these. In fact, they can enhance the experience, if they reveal nuances I might miss, historical or cultural indicators beyond my social sphere, beyond my education, just beyond me. The live of the novelist, his routine (Note: I use the masculine here, as his/her is very clumsy. Plus, to be honest, and this will warrant a futher post, I rarely read female authors.), his friends, his education, all this can have a bearing on how the novel was constructed. And it can give an extra kick to the overall enjoyment of the piece, as context is everything.

But you know, putting it at the start of the book is the problem. Mostly because you get an overview of the entire novel. Plot points are discussed, characters are dissected, settings are laid open. All before you have read the book. Before. Not after. I like to make up my own mind, then expand my understanding by reading the scholarly take on it. I like to be suprised (sometimes it is obvious, but sometimes not) as the story unfolds, to guess, secondguess and be wrong over the twists and turns. A book is an adventure, and yes, sometimes we need a map, but sometimes the fun is wending our own way, then retracing the steps with a guide.

Don't spoil it, don't show off that some editor loves it already, and waxes on about certain pivotal scenes. Let us get there ourselves. Let us live the novel, then take us upwards with things we missed.

But let us read ourselves first.

Yours,

sT.

Original picture used above. Taken from my own bookshelf.

A Challenge to my Ravenous Romancers!


This week Damien G Walter posted this article on Sci fi and one of the commenters observed that Romance is the least respected of all fiction genres.

It's a fair point, it doesn't get much respect. Discuss.

The floor is yours folks.

Tempted - Book Trailer

We can has booktrailers.

The latest House of Night novel by PC & Kristin Cast - Tempted is coming out from St Martin's Press.

These are the YA vamp novels featuring Zoe Redbird who is marked and begins to change into a Vampyre. As a result she is ripped out of her life and planted at the House of Night boarding school which is equipped to deal with her needs. She must learn what she is and deal with a whole world of new dangers in addition to standard teen issues.

I reviewed Marked, the first in the series and quite liked it and i'm assured the series gets better as it goes along.

You can read the first chapter of Tempted here.

Tuesday, 13 October 2009

Deader Still - Anton Strout

by hagelrat

Deader Still is the second Simon Canderous novel and while there is still the wry humour of the first novel, the second outing has grown up a bit.

There is more focus on characters here with Simon addressing his criminal past, Connor dealing with his own issues and Jane trying to be good but still a little evil. There are old and new enemies and while there is still some of the silliness of the first novel it's much less present here. The slapstick is downplayed in preference to Strout's wit.

I'm particularly fond of Godfrey (the archivist with an amazing memory and an unusual lucky streak) and the homage to the fortune telling booth from Big will give a smile to anyone who is old enough to remember watching The Wonder Years after school.

Things kick off with a boat full of dead and bloodless bodies and a flash of fangs from touching the DJ's booth and a practical test turning deadly, from then on we are thrown into a solid Urban Fantasy novel with a sense of humour. Yes, it did still make me snort with laughter occasionally.

Art thieves, mythical beasts and naturally zombies all feature to make Simon's life as complex as possible, although he'd perhaps rather deal with any of them than his jealousy over his ex evil cultist girlfriend and the time she is spending in the black stacks with her boss. Oh and for Buffy fans (that would be me then) there are a few references, not enough to alienate anyone, but enough to make sure Strout deserves his hugs and puppies.

If you like your urban fantasy but want something a little different, something that doesn't take itself to seriously but still delivers a satisfying story, this series is definately worth a look.

My review of Dead to Me is here.

Monday, 12 October 2009

George R.R. Martin - A Storm of Swords (Part II)

Check out Part I of my review here.

Okay, I get it.

I see why so many of you point to A Storm of Swords and call it the best of The Song of Ice and Fire so far. Maybe I wasn't quite so sure of the novel's direction 534 pages in, but it only took about another 60 to see where it was heading.

Simply put, A Storm of Swords is the game-changer: the book where everything you came know and to expect from the previous two volumes is turned on its head, setting the stage for territories completely unknown. I suspect George R.R. Martin must have been laughing as he cranked out the final couple hundred of pages - any doubts I may have had about his unsure of the path he wants the series to were obliterated. Major characters die...MAJOR characters. Characters who seemed lost and without direction are suddenly granted purpose. Characters you love are reduced to slaves, prisoners, or worse, and characters you've come to loathe show a breadth and depth you swore was never there.

That Martin makes these changes in behavior work without feeling overwrought or purely in service to the plot is a wonder. That he makes the final 600 pages fly faster than the first 500 is just as big a compliment. I don't want to ramble on too long since my first half of the review last week was a bit of a whopper, so I'll close by saying that A Storm of Swords is a major accomplishment in the historical fantasy Martin's trying to weave, and a wicked harbinger of things to come.

I for one can't wait.

Cry Wolf - Patricia Briggs

This is the first of Briggs' Alpha and Omega series about werewolves. This series ties in with her better known and extremely popular Mercy series although the focus is on Mercy's old pack under the Marrok.

Anna was turned into a werewolf against her will and brutalised by her pack, the pack that should have given her support and protection. She knows virtually nothing about being a werewolf and as the story starts Charles, the Marrok's son and assassin has just helped her kill her pack Alpha and rescued her from that danger. Greater dangers lurk for all of them though, dangers that threaten the whole pack.

Where Mercy is a tough independant and practical girl/coyote Anna is delicate, fragile and emotional. She starts off lost and bewildered and although she gains confidence and strength through the story her power will always lie in her soothing effect over the others and her love for Charles rather than her strength as a wolf. She is an Omega wolf, outside the normal pack order and not vulnerable to the pack magic that can force compliance on the others.

It's a solid start to another series by a brilliant urban fantasy writer. She neatly acknowledged the other series while not drawing attention away from the exciting story playing out in Cry Wolf. It felt a little as though it ought to be the second book as Anna's backstory is referred to in a way that suggests there is more to it, however followers of Briggs' stories will already be familiar with the world and will slip right in. Saying that, newcomers should find this easy enough to follow too.

Sunday, 11 October 2009

Juliet Marillier - Heart's Blood

Courtesy of Tor books.

A young scribe fleeing an abusive home finds herself in the strange town of Whistling Tor. Strange things whisper in the woods up to the Tor itself and the town itself is barricaded against the world. Caitrin takes up a post in the strange household of the regions Lord, Anluan, disfigured and frightening and finds herself drawn into an old curse.

Heart's Blood is essentially a beauty and the beast romance, but it's extremely well written and gripping. Caitrin becomes the catalyst for the townspeople, the Lord's household and her own life and family shaking off their tragedy and stagnation. There are supernatural horrors violent and unpleasant family members, enemies marching through the land laying claim to it, romance and betrayal.

I've read a fair few of these over the years and this is definitely one of the better examples I have come across. It has more unusual elements, more believable characters (even the supernatural ones) and more genuine feeling than many.

I am not a fan of the cover though, it doesn't feel right for such a deliciously atmospheric book.

Kelley Armstrong - Frostbitten

When a friend sent me Bitten to borrow I read it, loved it and rushed out to buy it. Of course then I had to buy all the others (up to about Industrial Magic at the time I think) and read and love them too. Since then I have continued to be hopelessly addicted to the Otherworld, awaiting each new fix with impatience. These days i've given up even trying to wait for the paperback so needless to say I rushed out and bought Frostbitten at the first opportunity.

Back in the beginning, Bitten was a stand alone novel, narrated by the werewolf Elena. When the second book was written we saw the introduction of more supernaturals, but it was still in a small way. Gradually as the series developed it has become a fully formed world of supernatural beings living amongst humans, narrated by multiple voices (sometimes two or three a book) and balancing the practical dangers of enemies and powers with political and emotional wrangling. The series has become increasingly complex and although in theory each book could be read out of sequence, the last few would leave some readers confused.

It was rather nice then to see the Otherworld series in many ways go back to where it began. Elena narrating, alone, through a werewolf based adventure of blood and violence and hunting. There are plot twists and unexpected directions but this is all about the pack and the things that may threaten it with the rest of the supernatural world acknowledged but very much sidelined. This is a book you could read on it's own without worrying about everything that has gone before, the first in a while that doesn't really need the support of the series.

Frostbitten will appeal to fans who have loved the series all the way through and should bring back to the fold those who were starting to drift as the books ventured in different directions.

we interviewed Kelly Armstrong a while back and for those of you thinking about World Horror Convention in march, I believe she is attending.

Saturday, 10 October 2009

A Morbid Taste for Bones - Ellis Peters



by Harbinger

Greetings and salutations Un:bound addicts. I know that when Hagelrat introduced me she promised that I would bring you some historical fiction, unfortunately I have not yet done so. That is about to change with one of my favourite stories.

If any of you watched ITV in the 1990's you may well remember the Cadfael murder mysteries, starring the great Sir Derek Jacobi. This TV series got me interested in the books, which my mother had an extensive collection of. I have always had a deep interest in history and although I now study modern history, Medieval history is still something I am very interested in. For what is history but one long unending story?

Ellis Peters is one of the many pen names of Edith Pargeter an accomplished author of historical fiction, murder mysteries of any setting and some non-fiction works about Shrewsbury. Which is of course where the Cadfael Chronicles is set. The stories also take my interest because they take place in a period of British history that people rarely study any more, which is known sometimes as 'The Anarchy' or the 'Nineteen Year Winter', roughly between 1135 and 1154. England was in a bloody chaotic civil war. On one side King Stephen and on the other side his cousin the Empress Matilda (referred to in the books as Maude). The Peterborough Chronicle of time refers to this period as a time when 'Christ and his Saints slept'.

Against this chaotic background the late Ellis Peters sets her story. Brother Cadfael is a Benedictine monk living in the Abbey of St Peter and Paul in Shrewsbury. After having lived a youthful life of adventures the middle-aged Welshman has settled down to tend the Abbey's herb garden. However Prior Robert has become obsessed with finding a Saint's relics and after a questionable 'vision' received by one of the Brothers, believes he has found the perfect Saint, Saint Winifred. Who the prior believes is not afforded the proper respect, in her place of burial (Gwytherin in Wales). The Abbott commissions an expedition to grab the Saint, which is meant with hostility by the people of Gwytherin. Things are complicated, when Gwytherin's leader Lord Rhisiart is found murdered. Leaving the Holy brothers as prime suspects and it is Cadfael's job to find the truth.

The book, I feel is exceptionally historically accurate at least in terms of the attitudes of many of the Characters. With the exception of brother Cadfael who has a remarkably modern view of the proceedings, this can be explained by how he spent much of his youth travelling the World on crusade. This experience gives him an interesting and sometimes amusing insight into the cloister.

Very often people thought of monks as examples of perfection, but Cadfael knows of course this is not true, that monks are just as human as everyone else. What is interesting is that both Cafael and his assistant Brother John disagree with the motives of the mission, and at times take some amusement in the difficulties placed before Prior Robert. Interestingly another assumption made by people of monks, is that they are all old, actually many monks joined the order in their youth (partly why Prior Robert looks down on Cadfael). Cadfael often experiences regret that these youngsters have had little experience of the outside world.


Every story needs a hate figure and Prior Robert and his clerk Brother Jerome certainly achieve that. Prior Robert (who himself is half-Welsh) joined the order at young age from a rich family and is obsessed with advancing himself. Jerome is rather reminiscent of one of those children who is always telling tales. He is irritatingly smug, a character you love to see taken down a peg.


Finally Brother Columbanus another monk on the mission, is disturbingly pious (almost over the top) and prone to eplieptic fits (called falling sickness), though Cafael feel this is simply hysterics. Any atheists among our readers will find him deeply unsettling.


Any way this review is far too long. I will finish by saying give it a try and happy reading to you all.


Harbinger out!

Friday, 9 October 2009

Champagne - Inara LaVey

Ripping the Boddice was a gentle amusing romance but Inara steps it up a gear or three for Champagne. A couple who are..struggling, with one another's company arrive at the next destination on their tour of France. The lady of the house introduces our herione to a new and memorable way of learning about wine and it takes off from there. Champagne is erotic and sensual, something we saw the start of when the first begining of the book was released as part of the I kissed a girl anthology. There is some romance but where Ripping the Bodice was all about romance Champagne is definately about arousal.

I liked it a lot just for the book it was, but the thing that really won me over and made me love it, were the quirks that colour Inara's characters. Inara can't help but inject a little of herself into the characters she likes and you always feel as though someone somewhere is definately being mocked with the erm, less sympathetic characters, but it adds a softness and charm to the story, without which it would be another entertaining romp, enjoyable, even memorable, but among many. The feel for character, the affection and humour are what makes Inara a stand out in an industry where plenty of people can write a decent erotic scene but few can make you love the players.

The Gift of Fear


I am not sure how much of a departure this is for Un:Bound, but I thought I would give it a go. Having started with late 19th century classic French literature, moved on to post-modern literary landscapes, this review is about what is sort-of a self-help book. I say sort-of, because it isn't really. But more of that in a moment, before I get to that, I need to explain some of the machinations that go on inside my head.

Despite living in the austere and rarified atmosphere of Cambridge, I ply my trade in old London town. And beside the office where I conduct my business, there is a secondhand bookstore. And an odd one, at that, with all manner of weird and wonderful books turning up. (I even picked up some old Kinky Friedman books, and a 1930s copy of Walden, which gives something of a flavour of the place.)

'The Gift of Fear' caught my eye, both due to the highly reflective tinfoil cover, and the fact it was trying to elbow its way into the philosophy section. I love philosophy books, and the more academic tomes in the psychology section, amogst the many sorts I read. And the subtitle of this book, 'Survival Signals That Protect Us From Violence', intrigued me. A quick flick through, and it was mine.

This isn't a self-help book. It isn't a fluffy 'take a swim in lake you' book. It isn't a dissertation on how and why people become serial stalkers and domestically violent. It is, however, slightly more than pop-psychology, but less than a rigourous study into abnormal behaviour. As a consultant to politicians, media stars, corportations and the general public, he advocates that it is easy to spot when someone will end up being violent. 'The signs are all there', would be a summary, 'if we only listen to our instincts'. It did always strike me as bizarre that news reporters, at some high school shooting or family murder, would elicit comments along the lines of 'he was always such a quiet man, normal, who would have thought?' when he can't have been. People must have known, they just, crucially, ignored the signals.

And reading this book, you will also know. But that isn't what I want to say here. I want to compare it to a few others, one maybe obvious, and others not. The Lucifer Effect, written by the designer of The Stanford Prison Experiment came to my mind first. Is it nature, nurture, systemic or situational forces that cause people to obsess over others? To cause them harm? Taken together, these two books come at what is basically the same theme from very different angles. Neither will excuse the violence, and neither calls for the perpatrators to be let off. There is always a choice. (Outside of the truly unstable sociopaths.)

Couple those with the lingustically disruptive texts I have, and your defense is stronger. Couple it with the books on the scrutiny of high-pressure selling techniques, and the parallels are obvious. All the buttons that are pressed aren't more than a hair's breadth apart. 'The Gift of Fear' draws in different inferences from different places, and to most the case studies, while some more horrific than others, really come down to common sense, and the main advice you take from the book: Trust your instincts. Worry is bad, fear is good.

The parts that do descend into self-help territory are the weakest, but he withdraws from them before they get too wooly. The parts that pull apart the driving forces, the signs to look for in others to predict how they will behave, are the strongest, with some genuine insights into abnomal behaviours. Some, I say.

The typeface is big, the style reasonably light, and it took me only a few commutes to read. It also gave me a few new questions to ask when interviewing potential employees, not to check if they will go on a machete rampage six months hence, but to see how they handle them. So perhaps I took from this lessons orthogonal to those I should have, but it was an interesting read. And for a cheap book picked up in a backstreet secondhand bookstore, what more could you ask?

MangaCat's return- Feathers and Shoujo love stories



GAH! Sorry it's Friday!!!

Okay, so I was thinking, with every post I’ve done, it’s been too long. So I’m going to try and get this review in just one page of Microsoft word...
Yeah I’m a little shocked too.

RIGHT! Tsubasa... Full title- Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles.

This is (see last review) XXXHolic’s sister manga, running parallel to CLAMP’s other most recent work with many interconnecting points. The story begins in the peaceful desert country of Clow, where orphaned archaeologist Shaoran (sometimes translated as Syaoran) and his childhood friend Princess Sakura live.

It’s pretty obvious that they’re in love, and the only obstacle is Sakura’s royal standing, and her brother’s half-joking dislike of Shaoran although he admits that the two are soulmates. (There’s also a gay little thing with his head priest... but that’s not important) When the ancient ruins light up and strange soldiers appear, Sakura falls unconscious and hundreds of feathers disappear into the sky. The priest and Sakura’s brother force Shaoran to leave the country as the fight rages and he is sent through dimensions to meet the dimensional witch (Yuko! The first delightful crossovery moment), where he meets Kurogane (a ninja from traditional Japan sent away by his princess for his unnatural joy in killing) and Fai (A magician from a mountainous, cold world where he has committed treason), two men on their own mission through dimensions. Yuko forces the three men together, telling them that the feathers are parts of Sakura’s soul which have been scattered throughout dimensions. The price for Shaoran, however, is every memory that Sakura has of him, so that even when she is complete, he will always be a stranger.

She gives them the white Mokona, keeping the Black Mokona for herself as a way of communication with the group, and sends them off. Mokona, again, in my opinion, makes the series. (I have two cuddly toys of the thing) in his overwhelming cuteness.

At this point, I have to confess- I have opened both books (Tsubasa and XXXHolic) to compare the crossover scenes and see where they fall along the story’s timeline. The meeting with Yuko is very close to the start of Tsubasa volume 1 but at the end of XXXHolic volume 1.

This is not interesting is it? But I found it brilliant for no reason at all!

Fans (or not) or Cardcaptors will recognise some of these characters (and in XXXHolic) because Clamp did Cardcaptors too! And the theory of Tsubasa is that in every dimension, the same people exist and lead different lives. However, it is so much deeper, and more adult than its predecessor (For one thing the characters are older).

The other dimensions are amazing- this manga is very aesthetic, and very different to XXXHolic in style, though both use elongated limbs. The morals are of friendship and loyalty, and Tsubasa acts as the lighter side of XXXHolic’s darker themes, though both series are devastatingly complex and dramatic.

What starts as a simple trip through dimensions wearing new clothes and doing small missions (like a computer game) soon becomes an adventure for their lives as it becomes clear that someone was behind Sakura’s accident and memory loss. This someone is now following them on their quest and it soon becomes clear that they can’t trust the same people in each dimension- as an ally in one dimension can be an enemy in another.

The concept and style is undeniably girly and the cuteness of Mokona will have many guys staying far away... but honestly, the overall plot is engaging and the character interaction is often hysterical.

My page is running out. I LOVE YOU MOKONA! This review didn’t do the series justice, honest! It’s awesome!

NO! Just a line over a page! (Before this one, not counting pictures)

Damn it! Another one! NO MORE LINES.

Dan Abnett - Interview

A couple of weeks ago I checked my inbox and found an email from Dan offering a pdf of Triumff. Once I calmed down and stopped running round the room telling the cats that Dan had emailed me (I may have been a bit excited) I emailed back to say say i'd already downloaded it from Angry Robot, was a couple of days from reviewing it and while I had him....

So here we are, he was an absolute joy to talk to and is awesomely busy. I am plotting to grab him for a face to face when he's next in the area but in the mean time enjoy.

HR - "For people who aren't familiar with your previous work can you give us a bit of a potted history of your writing career so far?"

I've been a freelance writer for over twenty years, much of which time has been spent writing comics. I've written just about everything you can think of, comic wise, from very young things like Ghostbusters and Wallace and Gromit to grown up stuff like the Punisher and The Authority. I still do write comics: I'm a regular contributor to 2000AD (on strips that I've created for them like Kingdom and Sinister Dexter) and in the US, I'm currently exclusive to Marvel, working on their 'cosmic' books like Nova, Guardians of the Galaxy and War of Kings.

I love comics, but I also wanted to write novels too, and just over a decade ago, Black Library (the publishing wing of Games Workshop), asked me if I'd like to write some novels based in their universes. Thirty six odd novels later (most for BL, but there's also a Doctor Who, a Torchwood and a Primeval in there too), I've had huge success with the Gaunt's Ghost series (the latest book, Blood Pact, is out right now), The Inquisitor trilogies (Eisenhorn and Ravenor), The Horus Heresy cycle and lots of other Warhammer and Warhammer 40,000 projects.

HR - Blimey, you are busy... so comics, novels in pre set universes and now Triumff, not to mention all the different styles and age ranges. You are obviously pretty adaptable, but what are the particular challenges and pleasures of moving between medium, genre, age group and working with so many different sets of requirements? And was working on Triumff different again?

I've always enjoyed moving from one thing to another, as it seems to keep my imagination quite fresh. If I stay on one thing for too long, I feel like I'm getting bogged down. So Care Bears can come as light relief from the Punisher, for example, although it has been known to be the other way around. Hopping between genres and licenses etc notwithstanding, it's also a real pleasure to immerse yourself in a world or universe. Some suit better than others, and the Warhammer 40K galaxy (where most things are on fire and everyone's got a headache) seems to offer me continuing inspiration and imaginative elbow room. "Triumff" though, "Triumff" is a very singular thing. I may be borrowing, magpie like, from all sorts of historic and quasi-historic sources in order to build up a world that feels recognisable, but the bottom line is I control the horizontal and I control the vertical. I don't have to ring anybody up and ask them for their permission to do anything. I don't have to consult a style guide to check that I'm not trampling the intellectual property. There's something enormously liberating and exciting about that, and I've really enjoyed the opportunities it's given me. But, as someone once say, "With great power comes great responsibility". In Triumff's world I may be God, and I may enjoy all the perks and benefits of being a patriarchal monotheistic deity, but I have the greater than usual responsibility of making sure that my world is consistent and obeys its own laws. Which sometimes means you have to be strong enough to self-police out an idea that simply doesn't fit, even if it is lovely.

HR - so were you more personally invested in Triumff than your other books? Was the editing process harder because there were no pre established rules?

I was more personally invested in as much as it was my project and personal ... but I wouldn't want to suggest that I don't get extremely personally invested with my other work. That's the only way to do a decent job. Triumff was something I really wanted to write, and get right, and I was the chief arbiter of it's 'right-ness' (golly, words really ARE my power), so this time the buck was stopping with me. No pressure, then.

HR - So how long have you been wanting to write Triumff and how did you end up doing it in the end?

I've been writing freelance for over twenty years, and the first decade of that was pretty much exclusively comics. I wanted to write other things, novels especially (I fitted in the odd kid's book), but comics is what I did, what I loved (and still do), and when you're working in one form it tends to breed more work in that place rather take you off at a tangent. ANYWAY... Right back then, writing comics for living, I decided to see if I could sustain a longer piece of writing, you know, just to see if I could, and wrote a novel in what might be laughingly refered to as my spare time. I finished it, and I was happy with it, but it was just an exercise and I never sold or (or intend to sell it). Having written one, I wrote another... again, just for me and just for fun. This was Triumff (in an original, crude form). Triumff as an idea had been in my had since I'd started working at Marvel, and I'd even taken some faltering steps towards turning it into a comic. When that didn't go anywhere, I wrote it as a novel, just for me and, again, made virtually no effort to sell it or expand my published output beyond comics. After that, through the nineties, I started, experimentally (and in some cases, finished) at least half a dozen more novels... once again, just for me, just as experiments, just something in my free time. I suppose some of them might yet see the light of day now Triumff has broken open the crypt.

In the later ninetie s, I started working for Games Workshop/Black Library, who hired me as a comic writer to begin with. They offered me the opportunity to write novels, which I seized (some one was actually going to commission me to write long fiction!) and didn't really look back. I've written over thirty novels for them alone in the noughties, and I love doing them, and I deeply appreciate the opportunities BL has afforded me (to write for a living, to develop my skills, to find an audience). When Angry Robot asked me to write for them, I thought it was a chance to get out of my head some of the things that had been lurking there which had never found an outlet in Black Library work, for IP reasons. Triumff, as the oldest, the most sedimentary, was the first. I dug out the old manuscript and used it as a springboard to produce the published novel. It was a joyful, cathartic experience, allowing me to take a bunch of ideas that had been buzzing in my head for too long and deliver them with an ability that had benefited from experience. It is both very old and very new.
HR - That almost sounds as thought there is quite a stash of Dan Abnett novel's tucked away somewhere waiting to be polished and published? Is that the case and either way what's next for you?

One or two, but frankly I've had even better ideas since then. Next for me: A Horus heresy novel for BL Prospero Burns, which I'm writing furoiously now, followed by my second book for AR, which is a piece of extremely hard combat SF called Embedded. Then the next Gaunt. Plus tons of comics, of course.

HR - I'm still reeling from just how busy you are. But moving away from your own writing for a moment. Are there any books or authors you find yourself recommending over again to people? Also, what is a good place for people to start with the Black Library? Those shelves can be pretty unnerving if you don't know the worlds already.

I am constantly recommending Kelly Link's work, which I love. When I
read genre fiction, it tends to be people like Charlie Stross, Iain M
Banks, Greg Bear and Ted Chiang, or old favourites like Jack Vance,
John Wyndham, Ray Bradbury, Frank Herbert, Lovecraft, Burroughs,...
but I spend the majority of my reading time on non-genre or
non-fiction, mainly for a change of pace and a different flavour. In
the last few weeks I've read a Harlan Coban, a George Pelecanos (The
Night Gardener, great!), a Hilary Mantell (Beyond Black, hugely
recommended) and a book on the history of grimoires (like you do). I
find reading is like fuel. I need to put words in to get words out.

The Black Library's back catalogue can be daunting. I know the editors
usually recommend my first Gaunt's Ghosts book (First and Only) to
newbies as an easy jump-on point, but I think you can get into things
very nicely with Graham McNeill's fab Ultramarine series, which is
great written space marine action all the way, and brings you into the
core of the Warhammer 40K Universe and the mainstay of its IP.

HR - Black Library is the publishing arm of a larger, very absorbing world of table top gaming, are you a gamer and if so do you prefer the traditional or the future versions? Do you think being a Warhammer gamer or not affects your view of the universe?

I was a keen RPGer (especially D&D, Call of Cthulhu and Traveller) in the 80's
and 90's and very aware of GW's stuff as it developed. I've also played all the
various Warhammer/Warhammer 40K variants one way or another, to make sure I
understand them. My local GW store in maidstone will always set up a
demonstration game if I need to find out how something plays. I don't have time
to play any of them on a regular basis, because if I did, I'd never get any work
done, but from a creative standpoint, understanding the game is absolutely
vital. For the record, I prefer Warhammer 40K, because it's the more original of
the two in its setting and background.
HR - I'm assuming then that spare time is a rare and precious commodity so what do you do with it when you find some?

I read a lot and I watch an awful lot of movies. I cook (every one in our house - me and my wife and the kids - takes a turn cooking). I visit galleries and museums. I'm learning to ballroom dance (it's a long story).
HR - Ballroom dancing? We have plenty of time if you want to share?

My wife did ballroom dancing as a kid, her father too (not together, obviously, because of the height difference). When the whole Strictly thing happened on TV, my youngest daughter was quite inspired and started taking classes. She's great at it, loves it, and is now part of a formation team that competes at Blackpool and elsewhere. Anyway, every time we watched Strictly, my wife would comment on how much she used to enjoy dancing, and how good I might be if only I gave it a try, but never did anything about it. So my daughter booked us lessons without asking us, to force us to do something about it rather than just talking about it every week! It turned out I had some ability and, a year or more later, we're still (voluntarily) having lessons.
HR - Ok, one last suitably frivolous question to round things off (I could happily go on for another week but I am still planning on a face to face sometime soon). Since you have written for a number of comics, who is your all time favourite comic book character and why?

My all time favourite character is probably more than one character! I've always loved Iron Man, because he is one of the more technologically credible, least fanciful mainstream characters. And I love the high cosmic fun of characters like Adam Warlock, characters that I'm getting to write now, but adored when I was a kid and I was reading Jim Starlin's superb stories.
HR - Thanks again for your time Dan it's been a huge pleasure and I look forward to doing this over a beer sometime.

Thanks Adele, it's been great fun talking to you.