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The Poe Consequence

Book Review of The Poe Consequence, by Keith Steinbaum

The Poe ConsequenceAuthor, Keith Steinbaum sent me a physical copy of his novel, The Poe Consequence.

Description from Goodreads:
In a section of Los Angeles near Dodger Stadium, two rival gangs rule the streets. For the Alvarado Street Diablos, it’s been a year since the murder of one of their closest members at the hands of their sworn enemy, the North Rampart Lobos. A drive-by killing in his honor is planned, but things go wrong and an innocent bystander is the victim. Several hours later the one who pulled the trigger suffers a horrifying death never before seen in its uniqueness. Many more such cases follow, all involving only these two gangs among the hundreds throughout the city. And each death occurs at the same time of day. The exact same time of day.

What can these two enemies do to survive against an unstoppable power intent on their mutual destruction? How is a gang-hating young boy’s attempt to save the life of a gang member tied into preventing a loved one’s soul from eternal damnation? What does a mysterious psychic’s prophecy conveyed earlier in New Orleans have to do with all of this?

Exploring both the hope and darkness that define our emotions, The Poe Consequence integrates social and ethnic divisions through acts of fate and supernatural horror for the reader to observe and imagine.

Review:
This was an interesting book. It held my attention. I thought the writing was perfectly passable and I only noticed a few editing mistakes (mostly missing spaces, oddly). So, a solid middle of the road read.

However, it did feel very much like an indie book, if you know what I mean. If you read a lot of indies you probably do and if you don’t I’m not sure how to explain it to you. They often have a certain feel to them. The stories often have a certain blunt, straightforwardness. Not necessarily inelegance, at least not in this case, but things move along in very plodding, determined ways. They are heavy on the tell instead of show. Emotions tend to be shallow or stated instead of experienced. Flashbacks are used a lot. Names and titles are often used too frequently. That’s especially apparent here where names are Face, Swat, King, and such. Stories often have moral themes or lessons that are heavy handed. ‘Please’ seems to be over used and people are often too polite. Conversations are often stilted or to abbreviated.

Similarly, but I think deserving of its own point; the bad guy is often a rapist. Even when there are numerous bad men in a book, if you want to find THE bad man look to see who is sexually abusing a woman. Apparently rape has become a flag for true evilness. It’s like a secret book code or something. But it’s so overused as to have become cliché and meaningless. As a package, all of this becomes recognizably indie. Not bad necessarily, but recognizable.

I thought Steinbaum did a nice job of showing Seth’s devastation and trouble adjusting. But the depiction of the Latino gangs, gang culture and language couldn’t have been a whiter middle class imitation of it if the author had set out to write a satire. It didn’t come across as natural or real at all. Further, I found the frequent use of Spanish distracting. It never seemed to blend into what should have been a natural mesh of the two languages. It felt gimmicky. There was a mild spiritual/religious undertone, but not enough to chafe.

All in all a decent read.

Book Review: Let Me In , by John Ajvide Lindqvist

let me in cover
Set in 1981, Let Me In is the horrific tale of Oskar and Eli. It begins with the grisly discovery of the body of a teenage boy, emptied of blood. Twelve-year-old Oskar is personally hoping that revenge has come at long last — revenge for all the bad things the bullies at school do to him, day after day. While Oskar is fascinated by the murder, it is not the most important thing in his life. A new girl has moved in next door—a girl who has never seen a Rubik’s cube before, but who can solve it at once. They become friends. Then something more. But there is something wrong with her, something odd. And she only comes out at night. . . .

Review:

Seriously creepy in a skeevy kind of way. There are many monsters in this book, of which I think the vampire was the least frightening. It’s not one I can claim to have enjoyed reading *shudder*, but I’m honestly glad to have read it.

Book Review of Betty Woodcock’s The Pram

Author, Betty Woodcock, sent me a copy of her novel, The Pram. Honestly, I don’t find the cover too appealing, but it disguises a bit of a gem.

Description from Amazon:
When Carrie buys a secondhand pram for her eagerly awaited grandchild, she becomes trapped in a horrifying nightmare world, terrorised by her own aborted baby . . . already worried that only she can see the phantom baby in the pram, Carrie is appalled when her granddaughter is placed beside it and the two merge. Unsure if she has imagined this, she tells no one. And so her nightmare begins . . . She is shocked when the phantom converses with her in her mind . . . especially when it claims to be her own aborted child. Horrified, torn between a mix of love and revulsion for her grandchild and terror of the intimidating invading spirit, Carrie doesn’t know what to do. Then she begins to see ghosts, and is convinced she is losing her mind. The mind-to-mind conversations become menacing and Carrie panics and sometimes answers the baby aloud, causing misunderstandings with her daughter. She dreads that her grandchild will never outgrow this weirdness which is becoming terrifyingly entrenched. So when her long-ago lover’s unexpected return to her life coincides with vindictive blasts of pain in her head, she can’t resist asking for his advice. He is intrigued by Carrie’s heavily censored story, and too late, she realises she has made a mistake . . . he also has a genetic link to the malevolent She must keep them apart because neither of them know that he is the father.

Review
The Pram recounts the frightening experience of Carrie M. as she is terrorised by the ghost of her worst mistake. Told largely in the first person, The Pram drops the reader into the mind of the main character. While not a huge fan of first-person narratives, it is pretty effective in this particular case. It provides you with a very clear understanding of her thoughts, thought processes, worries, and very real fears as she tries to come to terms with the existence of what she considers to be an alien being within her grandchild. This inside knowledge did leave me feeling a little bit like Carrie made a snap decision about Baby, though. While this may, in fact, have been the right decision, in the end, she never once considered that the baby might be benign. She accepts that the other ghosts are and even takes Baby’s word for it, but she never pays Baby the same courtesy. This, coupled with the abrupt manner in which Carrie treats her daughter in order to disguise her dislike for the baby, left me disliking her. I get that she was terrified, and who can be expected to be at their best when in the grips of terror? I should give her a little leeway on the issue, but I still didn’t like her. In fact, I didn’t like most of the characters. I found Carrie’s daughter to be annoying and Gervaise false. I kept waiting for him to turn out to be the baddie somehow. But a person can like a book without liking the characters. Unlikeable characters are just as valuable as goodie-goodies. I think they seem more life-like.

The writing is clear and easy to follow. There are a few typos, but not enough to spoil the read. I considered it to be a really satisfying read, with one exception. Unless this is meant to be an allegory on the power of God (how he can easily accomplish what humans are unable to even when they try their hardest), the whole thing felt like it wrapped up a little too quickly and easily. All-in-all, it’s worth the read. I read it on an international flight, and it easily passed the time for me.