Read me Seymour. Read me now.

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Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme where every Tuesday we look at a particular topic for discussion and use various (or more to the point ten) bookish examples to demonstrate that particular topic.  Top Ten Tuesday (created and hosted by  The Broke and Bookish) is now being hosted by That Artsy Reader Girl and future week’s topics can be found here.  This week’s topic is:

Hidden Gems

(books that I want everyone to be aware of and reading)

  1. It Happened One Doomsday by Laurence MacNaughton
  2. Stranger of Tempest by Tom Lloyd
  3. hope and Red by Jon Skovron
  4. HeartStone by Ella Katharine White
  5. The Prey of Gods by Nicky Drayden
  6. Devil’s Call by J Danielle Dorn
  7. The Nine by Tracy Townsend
  8. Kin by Snorri Kristjansson
  9. The Last Sun by KD Edwards
  10. You Die When you Die by Angus Watson

The Silence of the Girls by Pat Barker

Posted On 10 September 2018

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thesilenceI really loved The Silence of the Girls by Pat Barker.  It was a story that was absolutely immersive, brutal and yet beautiful, subtle and yet stark.  Pat Barker has taken probably the most famous battle from historical fiction and by twisting the view point given it a fascinating female voice whilst at the same time managing to steer clear of romance.

What I really loved about this is that wars and battles set in certain historic periods are usually the reserve of men and the stories that ensue as a result, being told by the victors, are usually one sided affairs and rather biased in the conqueror’s favour.  What we have in The Silence of the Girls is the perfect opportunity to read a story told not only by somebody from the opposing side but also a female, now a slave and at one point a woman with the opportunity to relay incidents from two of the main characters from within the heart of the Greek camp.

As the story begins we witness the fall of Lyrnessus with Achilles heading the charge.  The events are witnessed from atop one of the towers by a number of women, one being Briseis who will shortly be taken as a bed slave and given to Achilles as a prize to reward his heroics, a trophy for him to flaunt.  Standing atop a tower watching Achilles brutally slaying her family Briseis is less inclined to see him as the hero of the piece, still, she desperately wants to live and her life by comparison is much better than that of so many of the other women who were captured and enslaved.  I’m not going to elaborate too much further on the plot.  Whether you’re familiar with the Illiad or not it’s likely that you will have heard of many of the characters and the story surrounding them.  The Silence of the Girls brings to us the last few weeks of the Trojan war.  It doesn’t attempt to rewrite the events or give them a modern take, it’s quite simply a retelling but from a different perspective.

The writing here is wonderful.  It’s bloody and violent in parts but then so is war and this is an author who not only knows how to write a battle scene but also doesn’t shy away from the horror and brutality.  The majority of the book isn’t about the battles of course but I would point out that there are a few scenes that readers may find unsettling and I would also point out the mention of rape which, whilst there isn’t anything graphic, I thought I should note it.  Like I said, the focus here isn’t the war itself but more life within the camp as experienced by Briseis.  Of course the battles are quite often in very close proximity to the beach and so the horrors of battle are sometimes evident whether the narrator wishes to see them or not.  I just thought this was really well portrayed, to be honest I had moments that I could have been standing on that beach witnessing events they were that well drawn – and yet not overly descriptive.  Clarity without the clutter.

In terms of the characters.  Well, firstly, let me make clear that I haven’t read the Illiad so I’m in no way able to compare the two or look for differences in temperaments or the like.  For me what became very clear was that this was not a love story where Briseis finds herself falling head over heels for the God’s blessed Achilles.  As the person who killed her family she despises him but at the same time she has the wisdom to understand not to express such thoughts aloud.  She knows her place basically – this isn’t about her being all sassy and winning Achilles over by standing up to him.  Briseis is telling the story but she’s very much aware that she’s only a bystander.  The Silence of the Girls is exactly as it’s title suggests.  Women were expected to keep quiet and do as they were bid.  This is about Briseis and her own survival.  It’s also an intriguing character study of a few of the other players and a look at a war camp from a viewpoint that we wouldn’t normally see it from.

Achilles and Patroclus for example.  Their friendship and love for each other comes across clearly although Achilles has the upper hand and quite often treats Patroclus as his errand boy.  Everybody likes Patroclus though and it’s easy to see why.  He’s a little bit more human.  Of course Achilles isn’t all human, his mother being a water goddess and all.  Achilles comes across in some instances as fairly easy to read.  He’s all about the heroics and glory.  Taking Briseis as his bed slave for example.  It doesn’t come across as something he particularly cares about or enjoys, more something that is his right. Briseis is very aware that she has no agency, she’s a ‘thing’ and when she is taken by Agamemnon she becomes the ‘thing’ that came between Agamemnon and Achilles – as such everyone lays the blame at her door even though she had no choice in the matter.  But, again, Briseis does what she needs to do to survive and if that means shrinking into the background she’s not afraid to do so.

The relationship between Achilles and Briseis is a strangely developing one.  I would say they almost mutually disregard each other to begin with.  Achilles doesn’t mistreat Briseis but at the same time he doesn’t particularly seem to care if she’s there or not – although he does become a little besotted at one point – but that’s a story I won’t go into here but let you discover for yourself.  What I did like was the subtleties about Achilles, in a way he feels toyed with himself, he certainly has ‘mummy’ issues and there are these small moments where you feel sympathy for him.  He’s definitely a conflicted character – and I don’t suppose having your death laid out before you can be easy.  Which brings me to the final characters of the piece – the Gods.  I loved the way that the Gods play a part in this story.  It all feels so natural and taken for granted as par for the course.  Of course there are Gods, with fragile egos who like to play games, not just with the mere mortals, but with each other.

In terms of criticisms – I don’t have anything really, I did have a short spell where this all felt very familiar – but then it’s a retelling so of course it feels familiar.  I think the other two things of note is that Briseis is not given a modern day outlook so please don’t expect her to be all feisty and kickass and also don’t start this one expecting a romance.  This isn’t a love story as such.

I think that this is a great retelling.  The characterisation is certainly one of my favourite aspects and the way the author describes the camp and brings it to life – it’s just so wonderfully written.  I loved reading the story and thought Briseis made an excellent narrator.  Now if somebody could write a similar story from Achille’s mother I’d be just as happy as Larry.

I received a copy courtesy of the publisher, through Edelweiss, for which my thanks.  The above is my own opinion.

 

Weekly Wrap Up : 9th September 2018

Posted On 9 September 2018

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Hope you’ve all enjoyed your week.  I’ve read and enjoyed two books this week – one a retelling of a classic story from the female point of view and the other a dark story of mental frailty and obsession.  Hopefully, in my endeavour to catch up, the reviews will follow shortly.  In fact I might have a few more posts than is normal over the next couple of weeks as I really would like to work through the backlog that I’ve let develop and it’s finally occurred to me that if I only review two books a week, and then read another two – well, do the math, I’m never going to make a dint am I.  So, advance apologies if my blog is a little busier than usual (or that could just be wishful thinking on my part and I’ll simply procrastinate and do nothing).  I’ve also started my three SPFBO books and will be outlining my next three in batch 2 very soon.

So, my books:

  1. The Silence of the Girls by Pat Barker
  2. Dark Water by Elizabeth Lowry

Next week’s reads (I’ve perhaps been a little ambitious with three but I couldn’t choose between them):

  1. I Always Find you by John Ajvide Lindqvist
  2. The Ember Blade by Chris Wooding
  3. The Sisters of the Winter Wood by Rena Rossner

Upcoming reviews: –

  1. Starborn by Lucy Hounsom
  2. Envy of Angels by Matt Wallace
  3. Noir by Christopher Moore
  4. The Burning Chambers by Kate Mosse
  5. The Mystery of Three Quarters by Sophie Hannah
  6. Bad Man by Dathan Auerbach
  7. The Silence of the Girls by Pat Barker
  8. Dark Water by Elizabeth Lowry

I’d love to know what you’re reading this week.

#SPFBO 2018 Book Teaser: The Purple Haze by Andrew Einspruch

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As part of the SPFBO (details here) I’ve invited all the authors from my batch to visit my blog.  The Purple Haze by Andrew Einspruch is one of the books from my first batch of books and at the moment is still in the running.  Below is an excerpt from the book (reproduced here with the author’s permission of course).  Check out Chapter 1 and see if it whets your appetite.  I think this has a wonderful cheeky sense of humour that I’m really enjoying so far:

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Chapter One – THE PROPOSAL

“Please, please, marry my son,” implored the chipmunk.

Princess Eloise Hydra Gumball III, Future Ruler and Heir to the Western Lands and All That Really Matters, sat on the Listening Throne in the ornate Receiving Room of Castle de Brague and took two precise sips of her haggleberry tea, trying not to let her surprise show.  She straightened, still holding the cup and saucer.  “I… I… Truly, Seer Maybelle? Jerome?”

Seer Maybelle de Chipmunk’s delicate whiskers drooped, and Eloise worried she’d been too harsh.  “Yes, Princess,” she said.  “Jerome,”

“Goodness.”  Eloise sipped again, buying a moment.  “I haven’t really thought about marriage much, but if I may so, I rather thought I’d end up with a prince of some description.  You know, someone more in the direction of a human, perhaps? But, please. I’m happy to hear you out.”

The chipmunk clasped her dainty paws in front of her and began an obviously well-rehearsed plea.  “My son, Jerome Abernatheen de Chipmunk, is a good boy, as you well know.  And believe me, I am aware of his flaws as only a mother can be.”  She extended her claws to enumerate.  “He’s forgetful.  He’s awkward in small groups.  He’s awkward in large groups.  He’s prone to wafting off into the La La Realms.  His dress sense veers unpredictably and inexplicably from one garish colour to another.  He knows far, far too much about the musical plays of Lyndia Thrind.  He has a penchant for babbling about nothing when stressed.  Then there’s the whole unfortunate thing with jesters.”

Eloise nodded.  Twice.  “One cannot characterize that description as unfair, Seer Maybelle.”

“But Princess Eloise, I’ve searched the future with every tool I have, methods common and obscure, profound and profane, some passed down from my grandmothers a hundred generations removed.  I have stared into the flame of the Burning Fungus, scanned dregs of haggleberry tea, and listened to the sounds of the Oracle Bellbirds.  I’ve drawn the Twigs of Fate from the Bag of Kismet and sought wisdom in the gurgling mud of the Elder’s Swamp.  It embarrasses me to tell you, because it took a week to get the stench out of my fur, but I’ve taken counsel with Gordon the Noisome, whose twitching earlobes have a strangely accurate predictive quality.”

Gordon the Noisome?  Wow.  Seer Maybelle was serious about this.  Standing close enough to Gordon to see his earlobes twitch was a sacrifice no one should have to make.

“Everywhere I look Princess, I see that my son’s destiny is to be by your side.  I’m, I’m…”  Seer Maybelle’s voice slid down to a whisper.  “I’m sorry, but I believe you must wed.”

Eloise took another sip of her tea, then set down the cup.  The saucer clinked on the marble side table, which matched the marble walls of the Receiving Room.  Eloise carefully moved the cup and saucer so they were in the exact middle of the table on a serviette whose edges were equidistant from the table’s.  She placed the spoon on the saucer so it lined up with the serviette and the table.  She would rather have put it across the top of the cup, but that would be taking it too far, given that Seer Maybelle was with her.

Until three years before, when Court began demanding so much of her time, Jerome had been her best friend.  For a decade, they’d been inseparable, whether exploding whifflenut pies in Cookery and Cuisine class (which she enjoyed despite the mess), plotting paint dart campaigns in Weapons and Stratagems (also fun despite potential mess), ridiculing each other’s poetry in Arts and Elocution, or creating the most elaborate contraptions in Engineering and Constructions.  Inseparable, until court life had done the inevitable – separated them.

Eloise understood Jerome like few did.  He was a klutz.  A clever klutz.  A verbose klutz.  A well-read, musically literate, historically curious klutz.  But definitely a klutz.  She loved him, klutziness and all, but like a brother and nothing else.  Even ignoring matters of species, marrying him was out of the question.  That’s just not what she felt for him.

The problem was Seer Maybelle de Chipmunk.

Seer de Chipmunk was the Western Lands’ visionary.  There was never, ever any escaping what the matronly chipmunk foretold.  But if Eloise had learned anything in Oracles and Insights (other than that Jerome showed not the slightest hint of divinatory talent, despite his family line), it was that there was always another interpretation, another angle.

Seer Maybelle shifted from foot to foot.  It was difficult for her to stand like this for so long, but pride and Protocol demanded it.  With a quiet rasp, she cleared her throat, preparing to sell, somehow, what was ridiculously unsellable.  Her son, short, nervous, and – there was no escaping it – a chipmunk, was completely unsuited to the willowy, athletic, 16-year-old, dark-haired and darker-eyed human.  Seer Maybelle opened her mouth, but Eloise held up a finger and stopped her.

“I have an idea.”

“Yes, Princess Eloise?”

“I shall name Jerome Abernatheen de Chipmunk my champion.”

Seer Maybelle stood gape-mouthed, then closed her eyes and scanned the Unseen.  When she opened them again, she graced Princess Eloise with a radiant chipmunk smile.  She nodded, amazed that such insight could come, once again, from someone so young.

Mrs de Chipmunk left the Receiving Room lighter of heart than she’d felt in weeks.

Eloise draped the Attention Cape over the back of the Listening Throne and wondered how in the name of Calaht she would ever convince her parents to allow her decision.

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That was the first chapter of The Purple Haze.  What do you make of the style?

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Friday Face Off : Mirror, Mirror on the wall

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Here we are again with the Friday Face Off meme created by Books by Proxy .   This is a great opportunity to feature some of your favourite book covers.  The rules are fairly simple each week, following a predetermined theme (list below) choose a book, compare a couple of the different covers available for that particular book and choose your favourite.   Future week’s themes are listed below – the list has been updated to help out those of you who like to plan ahead – if you have a cover in mind that you’re really wanting to share then feel free to leave a comment about a future suggested theme. This week’s theme:

‘Mirror, Mirror on the wall – A cover featuring a queen

I suspect I may have used this cover before but I don’t recall 100% so I’m using it again.  I did have a couple of others in mind but plumped for this one – and if you’re thinking ‘hang on, where’s the queen – check out the bottom left cover:

My covers:

My favourite this week:

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Which is your favourite?

Next week – a cover featuring a wolf or wolves

Future themes: (if you’re struggling with any of these themes then use a ‘freebie’ of one of your favourite covers)

14th September – “He had killed man, the noblest game of all, and he had killed in the face of the law of club and fang.” – A cover featuring a wolf or wolves

21st September – ‘I wandered lonely as a cloud’ – a cover featuring clouds

28th September – Eyes wide shut – a cover featuring eyes

5th October – “He sounded like a man who had slept well and didn’t owe too much money.” – A cover that is ‘noir’

12th October – “The impossible could not have happened, therefore the impossible must be possible in spite of appearances.”  – A cover for a mystery novel

19th October -“If I cannot inspire love, I will cause fear!”  – A horror cover

26th October – Trick or treat – A halloween inspired cover

2nd November – ‘Remember, remember the fifth of November,’ – A cover inspired by Bonfire Night

9th November – ‘All right! They’re spiders from Mars! You happy?’ – A cover feturing a critter of the eight legged variety

16th November – There is no terror in the bang, only in the anticipation of it.’  – A scary cover

23rd November – ‘The child is in love with a human. And not just any human. A prince!’ – A cover featuring a mermaid/man

30th November – “..the children of the night. What music they make!” – a cover with a vampire

7th December – ‘I am Aragorn son of Arathorn; and if by life or death I can save you, I will.’ – A cover featuring a hero

14th December -“Heavy is the head that wears the crown”  – A cover featuring a crown

21st December – ‘ho, ho, ho’ – A seasonal cover

28th December – A freebie – choose one of your favourite titles and compare the covers

2019

4th January – A cover that is fresh – New beginnings for a New Year

11th January – ‘I know I have the body of a weak and feeble woman, but I have the heart and stomach of a king’ – A cover that depicts a novel set in the Tudor period

18th January – A cover featuring an Amulet – either in the cover or title

25th January – ‘Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible.’ – A cover featuring a monk/priest/person of the cloth

1st February – A comedy cover

8th February – ‘Hi little cub. Oh no, don’t be ssscared.’ – A cover with snakes

15th February – A heart – for Valentine’s day past

22nd February – “Woe, destruction, ruin, and decay; the worst is death and death will have his day.” – A cover with abandoned building/s

1st March – ‘who will buy this wonderful morning’ – A cover featuring a shop or market

8th March – ‘Two little fishes and a momma fishy too’ – A cover featuring a fish/fishes or other sea creatures

15th March – ‘Beware the moon, lads.’ – A cover with a shapeshifter

22nd March – ‘A horse, a horse, my kingdom for a horse’ – A cover featuring a king

29th March – “I thought unicorns were more . . . Fluffy.”  – A cover featuring a unicorn

5th April – ‘nomad is an island’ – A cover featuring a desert landscape

12th April – ‘Odin, Odin, send the wind to turn the tide – A cover featuring a longboat

19th april – ‘It was the best of times, it was the worst of times – A cover featuring a school

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