Tuesday, February 2, 2021

Starting at the end

 I evidently picked up Yasmine Galenorn's Night's End at a library sale, and recently decided to read it. 

Problem being, that its the last book in a five book series, and therefore, while I was engaged, I also was missing much of the story. 

We open on Queen Cicely, newly crowned Queen of Winter, married to a member of the Summer Court, as she prepares for final battle against Myst, a winter fey who also happens to have been turned into a vampire. Essentially Myst wanted to be queen, wasn't going to be, so she plotted with a vampire to gain power and ended up forming the Indigo court. At some point, Cicely, in a past life, was Myst's daughter, and her now current husband was there as well...they made a pact somewhere along the line to reincarnate together and get their happy ending. 

Anyway, most of the book is the invasion of the Indigo court as they try to kill off the vampires and bring Fimbulwinter to the world.

Most of the characters wind up making pacts that lead to major changes in their lives; again, since I hadn't read the preceding chapters, I can't say how much this matters honestly.

I enjoyed it, but I imagine if I go back and read the other 4, it will make a bunch more sense.

Thursday, January 21, 2021

You and me and the bottle makes three tonight

 A long long time ago, one of my teachers (Mrs. Barnes, whom I loved) figured out I was devouring horror novels and recommended Dean R. Koontz's Darkfall, which she had just finished. I remember reading it and loving it, and I recently found a used copy I evidently bought someplace and forgot about. While it still remains one of my favorite books of his (and indeed, one of the very few where the supernatural actually plays a part, instead of technology), there are a couple of things that stand out like a sore thumb in this era. 

We open on widower Officer Jack's daughter Penny as she hears noises under her bed. Being inquisitive, she sticks a plastic wiffle ball bat under the bed, only to find it dented and clawed when she pulls it out. 

We then rejoin her father and his partner Rebecca as they investigate a series of gangland murders that don't look like normal NYC mafia hits. Indeed, the victims appear to be chewed to death, often behind closed and locked doors. Jack is very forthright and honest, Rebecca is very closed off. But Jack is in love with her, and she's...undecided. She also criticizes him as being excessively open minded due to him investigating the possible Voodoo angle of the investigation. (The only suspect is Baba Lavelle, a Haitian who appears to be ghost like, due to no one being able to find him.) 

Anyway, the long and the short of it is that Voodoo (here, more fantastical than what you find in real practices....while it would appear that Koontz did some reading up on the subject, by the end we've hit a few tropes) works, and Lavelle has cracked the Gates of Hell open to create murder poppets. As Jack finds out via good Voodoo Houngon Carver Hampton, Jack is a Righteous man, and therefore protected by the Rada from the Congo and Petro deities Lavelle is working with. 

That immunity doesn't extend to Rebecca, Davey, and Penny, however, so by the time the climax rolls around, Rebecca and the kids are running around the Upper West Side trying to find a safe harbor from the murder poppets while Jack and Carver go to confront Lavelle and keep the gates from swinging wide open. 

As a book, it holds up well. I found myself caught up in the chase, and feeling very involved with the characters and their problems. However, since I mentioned tropes above, I should point out this one has two very blatant Magical Negros running around. And of course, the main characters are all lily white and being sucked into the underworld of black magic! *gasp* I mean, as a product of its time, it's a very good read, but like many books, time tends to make things frowned upon today become much more visible. 

I'd still read it again, though.

Sunday, January 17, 2021

Burning down the house....

 So, I actually finished the omnibus edition of the Fear Street Saga by R, L. Stine a few days ago, but I haven't had a bunch of time to sit down and review it. 

The collected edition is named Betrayal, containing the volumes The Betrayal, The Secret, and The Burning. Near as I can tell, it's really the first time the Fear family gets mentioned in the overall series, let alone mention of the Fear family. 

Anyway, we learn of a rich family, the Fiers, and a poor family, the Goodes, who start off in colonial Massachusetts. The youngest Goode girl is in love with the son of the Magistrate Fier. The Magistrate wants his son to marry someone else, so he produces evidence that the Goode girls are witches. Mr Goode pays off the Magistraye's brother to save his wife and daughter, but the Fier family takes the money and runs, leaving the Goode girls hunka hunka burnin loves. We then find out Mr. Goode is the Real thing, as he curses the Fiers. Seems the Fiers are also witches, complete with a magical amulet with Latin for Power Through Evil written on it.

So, we progress from 1640ish to 1900, following the Fiers/Fears nd the Goodes as they curse and burn each other from both sides of the grave. 

It's actually kind of silly, but engaging.

Saturday, January 9, 2021

Foxy Twinkie!

 One of my Christmas gifts, which I didn't realize was on my Amazon wish list, was Huntsman by Morgan Brice. Which lead to some amusement as I unwrapped a book with a half naked wolf shifter on the cover at a family house.

Anyway, if you've read Morgan Brice's other works, you have a general idea of what you're going to get here.

We open on Liam, a Fox Shifter (here defined as something akin to a werefox, although the animal side is more or less like a second personality that communicates openly with the human one, and shifting forms is voluntary), who finds out the hard way his ex has hired a Huntsman to kill him. Liam gets a step ahead and drives north to Fox Hollow, New York, up in the Adirondacks. Fox Hollow, we find out, was founded by shifters for shifter outcasts, although the public story is that it was settled by disgraced psychics out of Buffalo. Liam's former psychic prof has a job lined up for him and a place to live.

Liam's car breaks down 10 miles out of town, and Russ comes to get the car. Russ is a Wolf Shifter who works at the local garage as well as the fire department. Russ's husband died a few years prior, so he lives with his brother Drew in a cabin they expanded from summer home into year round cabin palace. When they touch, both realize they're Fated Mates, although given their pasts, neither human wants to particularly acknowledge this, even if their animals do. 

There is still the problem of the Huntsman, though, as said villain has followed Liam north from Ithaca, and has other plans in mind for the fox. 

What follows is a fairly smutty romance with quite a bit of danger mixed in, as the Huntsman is using magic and arson to cover his tracks. 

It's a really fun read, as I've come to expect from the author. I will also state there's a brief bit at the end when Russ and Liam acknowledge certain stereotypes among shifters that also seems to apply quite a bit to the real world gay culture, in how certain types are expected to conform to other types and the stereotypes therein (like all foxes are drama twinks, big cats are all jocks, etc.) I don't know how it ended up in here, but it really struck a chord with me.

Tuesday, January 5, 2021

What a perfect night for MURDER

 So, one of my birthday gifts last year was a reprint of what was and probably still is my favorite of R. L. Stine's Fear Street series, Halloween Party.

 The set up for this one involve Terry and Niki, a dating couple getting an invite to a new student's Halloween Party on Fear Street, along with a few other classmates, almost none of whom run in the same circles. This, coupled with Terry's former best friend and Niki's ex, Alex being on the invite list, adds a "Jocks vs Wimps" contest to the affair. Indeed, during the first part, we get a flashback to the preceding weeks, and the rivalry heats up, followed by the arrival of all parties involved at the house. 

And the games begin in earnest, what with a fake death and several surprises, including mostly deaf Niki finding out the hostess, Justine, is not who she claims to be. Then an actual murder happens, and we set the stage for the grand finale, filled with grudges and the sins of the parents being wrought on the children. 

I rather enjoyed it when I was in the targeted age range, and indeed, as an adult, I found myself better understanding some of the motivations, since I too, know how to hold a grudge. I'm not inclined to turn them into a gothic pyre, though. Still fun,

Thursday, December 31, 2020

I'd forgotten how much this wrecks me

 I've likely discussed Christopher Pike's The Midnight Club on here in passing, but I was given a virgin copy for my birthday, and I ended the year with the tale. 

The plot isn't typical for YA, although the themes do fit in with some of Pike's better work. We open on Ilonka, ready to turn 18, even though she has cancer and is dying in a Washington State hospice. Her roommate, Anya, lost her right leg to cancer prior to the story beginning.  Both are members of the eponymous therapy group, along with Kevin, who has leukemia; Sandra, who has lymphoma; and Spence, who has advanced skin cancer of some kind. The group meets at midnight every night in the Hospice study (the hospice is a large mansion converted for the purpose on the Pacific coast), and tells stories, varying on theme based on the teller. 

Indeed, the first one we hear is Spence's tale of Eddie, who starts shooting people from the top of the Eiffel Tower. Followed by Anya's tale of Dana, who makes a deal with the devil to split her into two identical girls, so that one can go party. Ilonka's first tale we hear introduces the concept that she remembers her past lives, although two central figures come out of those recollections... One is assumed to be Kevin, the other a gentleman named The Master, who is kind of synchronous with Jesus or Buddha. The final tale of the first night is Kevin's tale of Herme, the Angel/Muse who falls in love with Teresa while copying paintings in the Louvre. At the end of his first night, Herme is made human by God to persue Teresa. After Ilonka's tale, an oath is sworn (much to Sandra's dismay) that whomever dies first should find a way to create a sign for the others, to show that life goes on after death. 

Between this and the next night's sessions, we meet Kevin's girlfriend (who doesn't know he's dying), and see Ilonka go for more tests, convinced that her herb and vegetable diet is curing her tumors. We also hear Anya's confession of where her pessimism comes from. 

The next night's tales get started with wine, which Spence has provided, before the tales begin. Kevin and Ilonka talk a bit before Ilonka goes to bed and passes out. Anya says a few things to her before she sleeps, and when she wakes, Ilonka finds Anya dead. And a sign. Anya's belongings have vanished, much like something in one of Ilonka's past life tales. 

Word goes through the hospice not long after, that someone had been misdiagnosed. Ilonka thinks it was her, but it wasn't. It was Sandra. Ilonka breaks down, and Kevin stays with her. He finishes his tale for her alone, dying in the morning. 

In the end, Spence and Ilonka meet one last time, and less metaphysical mysteries get solved. In the end, we're left with hope, as new incarnations of Kevin and Ilonka travel to the stars above. 

As I said, this book brings up a heck of a lot of emotions with me. While Ilonka's particular set of issues are not my own, my own issues are adjacent to hers, so some of the realizations she goes through resonate loudly with me. One thing I hadn't really noticed on previous readings had to do with Kevin's alter ego in Herme, in that he had his own lessons to learn before he and Ilonka could heal their relationship and move on together. (Honestly, I don't think Ilonka noticed either.) The other major milestone, for me at least, is the fact that one of the central characters comes out of the closet towards the end. Yes, it turns out his cancer is AIDS related, but still a gay character in a YA novel in the mid 90's, who actually manages to admit to enjoying being gay... it was unheard of. 

In the end, while some of the dialogue is a bit stilted in a few places, the book still resonates very deeply with me.

Wednesday, December 30, 2020

A return to the return

As part of the relaunch of Fear Street, they evidently bundled the first four novels in the series by R. L. Stine into an omnibus edition titled The Beginning. Of which, I remembered the first one, but the other three I didn't.

We start with The New Girl, in which one Cory Brooks falls madly in love with the blond he keeps catching glimpses of named Anna. He eventually discovers Anna lives of Fear Street with her brother. (As a side note, these early books show that much of the background developed later. There's no mention of the Fear family, Fear Island is undeveloped, the only mansion mentioned on the street has been recently renovated...) Anyway, as I said, I remember reading this one, so the big twist about who's who at the end wasn't particularly shocking to me. 

Then we start The Surprise Party, in which Meg learns quickly that several people actually did think they knew who murdered her friend, but even they were wrong. It's kind of silly, and there's a touch of Mazes and Monsters condemnation of role playing in there, even if the geek does end up saving everyone in the end. 

In The Overnight, the Shadyside outdoor club takes an unauthorized trip to Dear Island for an overnight after their faculty advisor cancels it at the last minute. Della gets attacked by a stranger on the island, pushes him in a ravine, and buries him under leaves. Then she and everyone else get notes from the dead guy, leading to a few reveals once the advisor takes them on the sanctioned trip out to Fear Island. 

Lastly, we have Missing, wherein Mark and Cara's parents don't come home from work for several days, their cousin who lives in the attic does his best gothic wife impersonation, the place where the parents work has no record of them working there... While I agree with one review I read of this which stated this ending of the one came out of left field, I will say that it rings closer to reality in the modern age than any of the other three in here. 

One thing I caught reading the omnibus that I now wonder if it continues in the rest of the series is the minor character continuity. Cory, who shows up in book one, and Lisa, his neighbor show up at various points in the other books, as do a few other cameos. 

The books are a lot dated, having been published before the internet and mobile phone boom, and the plots are kind of corny, but they remain kind of fun. A bit of comfort food for the soul.

Sunday, December 20, 2020

A return

 I was kind of shocked to find out R. L. Stine returned to one of my favorite haunts a few years back, writing a few new Fear Street Superchillers. (For those not of a certain age, Fear Street was a Young Adult horror series set in and around Shadyside, where the Fear family have a long and shady history, a street named after them, as well as other landmarks bearing the surname. Mr. Stein was quite prolific with them prior to starting series aimed younger.)(I'll also note Mr. Stine was born in Columbus, and half the town names in this twofer are around the Cleveland area.)

The Twofer is two books in one! 

We start with Party Games, concerning poor Rachel, who works at Lefty's diner to makes extra money. Brandon Fear, of the Fear family, invites her out to his 18th Birthday party at the family summer house on Fear Island. To get us in the mood, we hear about the family history at the house, what with the Fears hunting down the servants, and an Aunt taxidermying herself to death. 

Anyway, Many of the girls going to the party find a dead animal in their beds a few days before the party. Rachel thinks its her boyfriend Mac, who is mildly abusive who did it. As the party gets going with a Scavenger Hunt, dead bodies start popping up. Then two or three twists happen, along with one maybe supernatural twist added in for fun. While one of the twists I saw coming as soon as the ball got rolling, another was a surprise. However, as we're in YA Horror, we have to follow the rules of no dead teenagers. 

The other story, Don't Stay Up Late, reexplores a familiar YA trope, as our heroine Lisa ends up babysitting on Fear Street. Problem being, Lisa's father just died in a horrific car accident, and Lisa's concussion is causing her to hallucinate. Or is it?

While it is nice to see the series enter a more modern age (the protagonists have iPhones, although Fear Island has no signal), I found myself amused that in Shadyside, the legal age to drink is 18. 

Fear Street was never deathless prose, but it was a fun way to spend hours as a teenager. As it turns out, it's still a fun way to spend hours as an adult.

Wednesday, December 16, 2020

Where to start

 I ended up buying Michael Travis Jasper's To Be Chosen: Second Edition because the author is a Twitter friend, and I enjoy supporting my friends.I'll be gentle here.

The plot concerns Roman, Blair, and Darby, three normal humans who find themselves given powers by Jehovah themself to become God's Hammer. Roman, a businessman gains the power of healing, Blair's Witchcraft becomes amplified, and Darby gains some kind of kinetic abilities. This happens in the first 3 chapters. 

We find out demons, who turned their collective backs on G-d, live on the planet Gehenna, and most of the planets they have conquered are named after various Hindu deities or sephiroth. We have literal angels running around, friends of the Avatarn (the collective name for the trio), and quite a bit of betrayal and death. 

And mostly, we're racing around at breakneck speed with no room for character development or a chance for anyone to register as more than a blip before dying or betraying everyone else. Hell, we get two babies who grow up nearly overnight at one point. 

I mean, I see the moral he was shooting for, but it comes at the cost of narrative... we get so many deus ex machinae to give away plot points that it starts feeling like "Hey, I need this to happen, so here it is." I fond myself wishing that instead of trying to cram so much into one book, maybe perhaps it be spread across a trilogy so we had a better chance to get to know everyone and maybe care about them when they die, betray, or go nuts. Emotional moments where the dead come back to reveal plot points are blunted by the fact we didn't really get to know the dead beforehand, so them reappearing with some piece of random information feels more like "I'm sick of trying to write this section, so here's what needs to happen to get us closer to the end."

 While it held my attention, I don't know it's one I'd read again. 

Saturday, December 5, 2020

Driving all night, hands wet on the wheel

 So, a while back, R. S. Belcher wrote an audiobook, and they finally made it a published paperback. (I have nothing against audiobooks, I just can't listen to them at work or home.)

And thus we come to The Queen's Road.

 We meet Ray, young drag racer/barkeep in Port Arthur, Texas, who's mother owes money to the local drug dealers. Ray is trying to pay off her debt, which requires more money than he has access to at the time. He runs across a late 60's Ford Galaxie and tries to boost it, only to find out someone's still alive inside. Said living being dies and gives Ray a ring and directions to seek out someone named Chain. 

Which leads to the fun of the titular road, kind of an intergalactic autobahn, with connections all throughout the universe. Turns out one race of worshipers of Chaos and entropy are back from exile, and it's up to Rey, Chain, and a whole host of other Rangers to stop it. 

What follows is part heist, part fish out of water, and really fun, even if it does feel a bit like Hal Jordan fighting Audrey II to defend the Frontier from the Ko-Dan Armada. 

Needless to say, it's a really enjoyable read, and everyone should read more of Belcher's work.