Dark Legacy

Book Review of Dark Legacy: The End of the Kai (Dark Legacy Cycle 0.5), by Domenico Italo Composto-Hart

Dark LegacyDomenico Italo Composto-Harts Dark Legacy is free at both Amazon and Lulu. This is the second review in my month-long challenge to read only authors I ‘know.’

Description from Goodreads:
The End of the Kai of the Dark Legacy Cycle details the violent end of the Kai Order – an ancient, spiritual guild of warrior guardians and priestesses who have sworn their lives to protect the Oracle Queen of Atlantis – at the hands of Maniok, the being referred to as the “Great Evil” in the age-old Song of the Oracle King.

It is a chronicle of Arkan, the last Kai guardian, and his desperate attempt to save the life of his priestess who carries his unborn son, and his escape from Atlantis.

Review:
I find myself in an odd position here. I picked this book up in good faith, but found that it isn’t what I thought it was. I would say, ‘what it presents itself to be,’ but I’m not willing to allot the blame. So, I’m going with not what I thought.

You see I’ve just discovered that Dark Legacy: The End of the Kai is in fact a brief prequel and then the first three chapters of the book Dark Legacy: Trinity, which is book one of the series.

I hate this kind of thing. I just want to be able to pick up a book and know it’s the book, not part of it or an addition to it, or a snippet of something else. If I wanted to read Trinity I’d have picked it up, not a separately bound (well, digitally bound) portion of it. Seriously people! When did this become OK?

So, at 30%, when The End of Kai ended and Trinity was to begin, I bailed. I’m not about to knowingly start a book that I don’t have the end to. In fact, I resent that the author set me up to be in just that position. It feels like a manipulation and a way to trick readers into buying something. (Granted, The End of Kai is free, so it wouldn’t be a second purchase.) I’m not saying it is a manipulation, just that it feels like one.

So please take note. This review is for the first 30% (~50 pages) of this ‘book’ only. Anything after that would be a different book, or part of one and I neither read it nor am reviewing it. I’m not calling it a DNF, because I finished the prequel. But I didn’t read the last 70% of the file.

I found the writing here, while technically fine, pretentious. Or rather, if I was willing to stretch grammar close to it’s breaking point, portentous. The word really is an adjective meaning, of/like a portent and a portent is a sign or warning that something, especially something momentous or calamitous, is likely to happen. So, grammatically it doesn’t really mean what I’m about to use it for.

But anyone who reads a lot of sci-fi or fantasy will be familiar with the heavy, atmosphere-building tone frequently used during passages of prophecy or symbolically significant events. This whole book reads like that…like it’s a portent, like it has meaning beyond the words on it’s pages, like it considers itself more than it is.

I think it’s because it’s a prequel and designed to be a lead-in to book one. If I’m honest, I’m always a little uncomfortable with prequels. I’m never entirely sure when I’m supposed to read them, before the first novel or after the series as a bonus. Plus, I’ve found that when written after the main book(s) they tend to skimp on details, assuming the reader is already familiar with the world and/or characters.

I can’t accuse this book of that. I thought the world was well defined (and really intriguing). But that’s about all it is. There are no mentionable characters, really. This isn’t a story of it’s own, so much as a, ‘hey look, this happened. Don’t you want to know what happens next?’ The book starts with some random street urchin that plays no significant role other than providing a POV, then we see the world through the eyes of a crow (yes, a crow), meet some dying religiosos, a Darth Vador-like bad guy who has some past relation to a couple of fleeing lovers (none of which we learn). We meet them. That’s all. We pass them by while moving on to bigger, better things. Nothing more.

Now, the writing is lyrical and pretty. And while it worked for 50 or so pages, much more of it would have started to grind on my nerves. It felt very tense. Where does this leave me? It’s well written, an interesting world and what is probably an interesting story…but also almost none of that is enough to make me happy with The End of Kai. It’s not enough on its own and I’m pretty irked by its mere existence. So, not on my recommended list unless you go in planning to read the series.

The Guests of Honor

Book Review of The Guests of Honor, by Cat Amesbury

The Guest of HonorAuthor, Cat Amesbury sent me a copy of her book, The Guests of Honor. As we recently connected on Goodreads, this is also the first review of my month-long Taking Care of My Own self-challenge.

Description from Amazon:
A woman, a fox, and a magical inn

Honor Desry’s only employee is a magical nudist, her guest list has an abnormal fascination with eels, and a surprising number of household objects are trying to hurt her. 

When Honor’s mother mysteriously disappeared, Honor became responsible for both her younger sisters and the family inn. Now, all Honor wants to do is run the inn, pay the bills, and not get killed by her unusually violent toaster. 

Unfortunately for Honor, the Virtue Inn has more secrets than it does rooms and the Guests are restless. If Honor wants to keep her house –and her head- she’s going to have to learn how to please The Guests of Honor. 

Warning: Contains some violence, profanity, innuendo, and semi-sentient household objects.

Review:
Oh, I just found this a marvellously imaginative ride. It ticked a lot of boxes for me and I truly enjoyed myself. In fact, my fist action after finishing it was rushing off to see if there is a sequel yet. (There isn’t, though apparently there will be.) I could break down each of the individual pleasantries, but the main point is that the book is just a lot of fun.

I thought Honor had a wonderful voice, both as a narrator and as a character. She certainly lived up to her name. Then there was Kay…sweet, gentle, frightening Kay. I adored him. There were also a number of minor characters, but most of them were just background filler.

There are a lot of points left a little hazy, but I imagine it’s intentionally so. I would have especially liked a bit more closure on the possible romantic front. Honestly, I like a little more clarity, but I can appreciate the stylistic difference here.

If I’m honest, there was a point when the book started to push my limits of believability (sentient egg timers and ambulatory tuber-men were just a little too much for me) but eventually I just decided to let go and roll with it. As a result, I was able to appreciate some of the ironic ridiculousness. And you really have to go into it with that sort of attitude, because as a reader you’re given no time to rest and catch your breath. From start to finish, it’s go, go, go.

The writing was a true joy to read (a lot of wit and humor) and it was fairly well edited. I noticed a few glitches, especially in the use of quotation marks. There were a few times when a single character continued speaking but the punctuation suggested a second person was contributing. This was particularly apparent when paragraph breaks were needed. It wasn’t that big a deal though.

As a bonus, the book actually ends. This feels like a rarity in modern books. Though the last page or so introduces the next adventure, this instalment ends nicely.

As to the plot: Imagine Hayao Miyazaki’s Spirited Away with a grown up Chihiro as the inn keeper and Haku as a fox deity instead of a water dragon and there you have it. That’s the plot in a nutshell. (I kind of wonder if Amesbury doesn’t have a Miyazaki thing, really, since the sequel is apparently going to involve a cat god and something similar also features to The Cat Returns, another Miyazaki film. I can’t blame her. I love his films too.) Though unable to put my finger on exactly what it is that reminds me of Japanese mythology, I was definitely left with the impression that it contributed to the development of this story. Of course, as with any mere impression that could be completely wrong.

All in all, a rollickin’ good time. Highly recommended.

Taking care of my own: a new month-long reading self-challenge

I passed a quote recently, along the lines of, ‘if you want to change the world, start with those closest to you.’ That may not have been it exactly, but the message was to not discount small contributions to the improvement of the whole. Think local. Look after your own, etc. Surely, if each of us concentrated on improving the lives and circumstances of those in their own circles some things would improve; maybe not everything, but some things.

Since I spend a lot of time on the periphery of various indie author groups (I don’t currently have a book to promote, so I’m not dug in) I was drawn to consider the implications of the above sentiment to us, the small-time writers. And I found that there is definitely room for it.

You see, I read a ton of indie titles and I always hope the review is appreciated by the author, even though I almost never hear from them. Authors, after all, are warned repeatedly that it’s bad form to contact readers post-review, for fear of being deemed a badly-behaving-author. (It’s a shame too, because I adore meeting new authors.)

What I have made very little effort to do is pay any attention to which books have even the most tenuous connection to myself. I mean, I have 373 Goodreads friends, 1332/1333 Twitter following/followers, Facebook likes, forum connection, blog commenters, etc. There are a lot of ways that I am tied into the digital book world and that means a lot of ways that other authors and I pass each-other by.

So, I decided I wanted to change that. What use are all those connections if everyone ignores them in pursuit of more new connections they can further ignore in search of ever more new connections? It doesn’t matter how high your ‘friend’ count is if you never pay any attention to them or them to you. Social media is a powerful tool, but here it is failing.

I’m taking action, if only in a small way. I spent this afternoon scouring my Goodreads friend list to find out how many of them were authors and of those authors, how many of their books I own.  While this was a relatively simple task, it was a bit of an OCD, just keep plodding away at it kind of thing. There were a surprising number. You see, I didn’t even realise that. Fat lot of good all those social connections were doing any of us!

A few of them were sent to me by the authors, but the vast majority I picked up from Amazon or Smashwords, either because I recognised them as being by someone I ‘know’ or by mere coincidence.

Having created a fairly thorough list of friends’ books (barring any unknown pen names and such) I’m challenging myself to read only from it, for the next month. Obviously, I won’t be able to read them all but I bet I can make a dent.

If I’m lucky one or two of them may choose to repay the favour, but that’s really not the point here. The point is that these are people I know, in a remote sort of way, and there isn’t any reason that I shouldn’t give them a little more attention and effort than complete strangers. I’m starting with those closest to me. If others decided to do the same, imagine how we might help each-other.

Here’s the list I’m working from, in case anyone’s curious.

Written by ‘friends’




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