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The Six-Gun Tarot

Book Review of The Six-Gun Tarot (Golgotha #1), by R.S. Belcher

The Six Gun TarotI borrowed a copy of The Six-Gun Tarot , by R. S. Belcer, from my local library.

Description from Goodreads:
Buffy meets Deadwood in a dark, wildly imaginative historical fantasy

Nevada, 1869: Beyond the pitiless 40-Mile Desert lies Golgotha, a cattle town that hides more than its share of unnatural secrets. The sheriff bears the mark of the noose around his neck; some say he is a dead man whose time has not yet come. His half-human deputy is kin to coyotes. The mayor guards a hoard of mythical treasures. A banker’s wife belongs to a secret order of assassins. And a shady saloon owner, whose fingers are in everyone’s business, may know more about the town’s true origins than he’s letting on.

A haven for the blessed and the damned, Golgotha has known many strange events, but nothing like the primordial darkness stirring in the abandoned silver mine overlooking the town. Bleeding midnight, an ancient evil is spilling into the world, and unless the sheriff and his posse can saddle up in time, Golgotha will have seen its last dawn…and so will all of Creation.

Review:
So, I liked a lot of this book but the rest fell flat for me, largely because it just seemed to go on forever, with a ton of flashbacks and too many characters.

I thought the story was really interesting and intricately plotted. I liked how everything linked together. I liked a lot of its mysticism and philosophy. I liked the characters themselves. I liked the writing.The inclusion of several religions, though Christianity seemed predominant, was interesting. You don’t come across too many Mormon characters. I liked that, despite being part of a series, it felt complete. There are plenty of good things about it.

Unfortunately, there was the rest. Like I said, too long and too many characters, but also anachronistic language as the norm. Editing that seemed to fall apart any time the sole gay couple came on-page, but only when they were on-page. (Was someone too uncomfortable to do their job?) Also, the conclusion left me wondering about the logistics of what exactly happened. It all irked me.

But mostly, as a women, I was struck by the off-hand sexism of the book. There were mindless, zombie drones who had no volition, ability to reason or speak EXCEPT for the ones who could threaten to rape women. Seriously, these creatures were shambling idiots for 300+ pages and the only time they seemed able to speak or even think was to threaten women with rape. Yeah, sure Mr. Author, seems like a great idea to throw a little random violence toward women in, even if it breaks the cannon established by the rest of the book.

Similarly, I appreciate that a well-trained warrior woman was included. Too bad you had to turn around and take it all away from her, leaving her a broken, sniveling, shell of herself, so that she could be with a man. Is it completely inconceivable that she could be powerful and skilled, but also loved?

Or, gosh, since I’m examining the women of the story, how about the primary female victim/villain having to be violently, ritualistically and beastialy raped and called a whore to gain her power? And why was she angry enough to throw herself into danger and become the primary victim/villain, in the first place? Well, what’s the most cliché, over-used answer you can think of? That’s right, because her man didn’t love her enough and she wanted to get his attention. The only other women in the book were saints or dead. Period. Dude, seriously, you might want to examine your biases.

So, while I enjoyed a lot of this book. I wanted it to be over about a hundred pages before it was and the longer I thought about it the more I found to dislike.

Snowmancer

Book Review of Snowmancer, by Olivia Helling

SnowmancerI downloaded a copy of Snowmancer, by Olivia Helling, from Amazon. It was still free at the time of posting.

Description from Goodreads:
A partner he could trust. That’s what Prince Heir Ilyas wanted most in the world. Instead, he spent his days alone defending his future throne from his younger brothers and reaping the rewards of their estates. But when he receives his latest conquest, a slave named Jem, he’s abducted to the far reaches of a frozen wasteland to be sacrificed to Jem’s backwater god.

Someone who would see him. The one thing Jem knows he can never have. Instead, Jem walks the world searching for the sacrifice that will save the people who fear and shun him — the beautiful and proud Ilyas. Capturing Ilyas might have been simple, but keeping him safe for his god is another matter.

Trapped in their struggle and tight quarters, they’re both haunted by the whisper in each other of the warmth they dared not dream for. But nothing can stop the Dark God from coming. Nothing short of death. Can one kill the other? Or will they both be destroyed?A partner he could trust. That’s what Prince Heir Ilyas wanted most in the world. Instead, he spent his days alone defending his future throne from his younger brothers and reaping the rewards of their estates. But when he receives his latest conquest, a slave named Jem, he’s abducted to the far reaches of a frozen wasteland to be sacrificed to Jem’s backwater god.

Review:
Let me give you the perfect illustration of the type of impression this book makes. I read it yesterday, finished it about 11 and then went to bed. Until I sat down this afternoon and picked up my Kindle to find something to read, I’d wholly forgotten I read a book the day before. Nothing about Snowmancer stood out enough to be remembered without prompting, less than 12 hours later!

Now, it’s not a bad book. It was entertaining enough in a shallow sort of way. It has good atmosphere. You do feel the helplessness of the situation and Jem is a wonderful character. But I never could follow the progression from captive to captivated. Ilyas just seemed perfectly content to float along with Jem, despite threat of imminent death. His continued haughty attitude didn’t fit his situation at all and felt forced. There was basically no history to the characters and the climax/HEA was of the hand-waving variety. And I mean that as in it seemed to come exceedingly easy and without the need of further explanation and as in there was actual hand waving involved.

If you have an hour or two to pass this isn’t a waste of time, but it’s also not worth carving time out for.

Ariah

Book Review of Ariah by, B. R. Sanders

AriahI borrowed a copy of Ariah (by B. R. Sanders) from my local library.

Description from Goodreads:
Ariah’s magical training has been interrupted. Forced to rely on a mentor, Dirva, who is not who he claims to be, and a teacher who is foreign and powerful, Ariah is drawn into a culture wholly different from the elven one that raised him. 

As his friendship with Dirva’s brother blossoms into a surprising romance, and he slowly learns how to control the dangerous magic in his blood, life finally appears to be coming together for Ariah—but love and security are cut short by a tyrannical military empire bent on expanding its borders. 

War, betrayal, passion, and confusion follow Ariah as his perilous journey leads him beyond the walls of the Empire, and into unfamiliar territory within himself. Along the way, he’ll discover just how much he’s willing to give up to find his place in the world, and he’ll learn what it means to sacrifice himself for freedom—and for love. 

Review:
I was a little wary picking this book up. Several people I know have read and raved about it. I think I’m a little more critical of such books, for fear I’ll get swept away with the fervor and just unthinkingly agree with the masses. But even being extra vigilant of my own feelings about the novel, I can say with certainty that I absolutely loved it.

It was not an immediate love. It took a while to settle in. The book is separated into sections in a way I find disruptive to reading. It presented characters I fell in love with and then it moved away from them. It was slow at times and I had trouble keeping track of all the ethnicities. But by the end, I genuinely, tearfully loved it.

Someone else claimed it is the queerest thing they ever read and I have to agree whole-heartedly. Not because it has male/male or female/female pairing. Not because it allowed for bi sexuality. Not because it includes gender fluidity. Not because it presented polyamory and platonic love, but because it allowed for all of it and more. Several types of identity, relationships and types of love are presented as functional, acceptable and un-exotic, along with the implicit understanding that there could be more besides; all without ever deteriorating into any kind of indictment of modern Western mores or feeling like it was just going down a laundry list of minority statuses.

The sense of inclusiveness in this book is palpable. This I think is one of the core threads of the book. It’s about Ariah, the experiences of his life and how they contributed to his becoming the man he became. But in telling his tale he invites the reader to consider those same experiences and share in some of the changes they inspired in him. I was moved by it.

In the course of this book I laughed, I cried sadly, I was anxious and angry and I ended in happy tears. OMG, please tell me Sanders has written more books. I think I need them all.