Short Fiction Review: (R+D) / I = M by Catherine Tobler

cw_80_700Title: (R+D) / I = M

Author: Catherine Tobler

Publisher: Clarkesworld Magazine, Issue 80

Date: May 2013

Review:

Humans finally have arrived on Mars. Manless expeditions have proven that life no longer exists on the red planet. Fossils show signs of ancient life, but without water, life is unsustainable. Or so we thought.

Tobler’s story looks at these fleshy bipeds known as humans from the perspective of a Martian. The Martian anatomy remains somewhat nebulous — likened to a grape vine in its slender structure and finding sustenance through sunlight instead of water. One particular Martian couple comes upon the vineyard that the humans have started to grow just outside their biosphere. The fruit, unlike most human food, is edible to the Martians and in eating it, they begin to take an interest in the humans.

The male Martian (at least the one who isn’t pregnant) is able to enter the consciousness of a female human and visits her body and all of its organs with an intimacy that is told with a sense of beauty and curiosity rather than horror. This curiosity leads to capture, which at first seems innocuous until they are deprived of the sunlight they need to live.

(R+D) / I = M is more of a pondering on biological life than it is a story that tries to resolve the conflict between the two species. Great detail is spent in understanding the biological structure of humans — as different and strange they seem — and how the organs allow them to live, breathe, and reproduce. I enjoyed the writing and the premise of the story, diverging from the pitfall that most first contact stories fall into. This is not a story of evil humans and how one human gets the other species and tries to restore their relationship. Not all conflicts have a resolution. We agree to disagree or as Tobler writes, “They trespass. We trespass.”

But I must admit, I am stumped by the title. It seems as abstract as the ghosts of Mars, which I suppose is fitting. I never quite understood if the Martians were literally inside the human female or just mentally transplanted. Maybe these creatures are not meant to be fully understood. After all, it took the Martians carefully arranging grapes on a doorstep to get their attention. I wonder what it would take for me to see and understand them.

Why I Want to Read (and Review!) more Short Stories

61328I’ve been trying to read more short fiction. It’s a form of writing I’ve  appreciated in many genres, from John Updike’s slices of life to Philip K. Dick’s futuristic visions. I love Roald Dahl’s devilish twists and Ted Chiang’s philosophical musings.

While I love me a good novel as well, there are many ways in which short fiction is equal or at times a superior form for a story.

1. Short fiction is short: while I am stating the obvious, short fiction does give a busy reader (like most of us) a broader exposure to authors and markets. A typical short story or novelette will often range from 3,000-20,000 words. A novel will typically exceed 80,000 words. One can read up to a dozen short stories in the time it takes to read a novel.

2. Short fiction invites new ideas: writing a novel requires a substantial amount of capital. It may take an author a year or more to write the novel, then there is an agent, a series of editors, book cover artists, layout designers, publicists, and other folks who have their hands in bringing a book to market. Short fiction, on the other hand, requires substantially less investment. Editors have more freedom to take a chance on a new idea or a unique style of writing. It may be a choose-your-own-adventure or a second person slipstream. A short story can be a strange genre mash-up or it can push unconventional boundaries. With the few novels published each year by a particular publisher, most novel editors are unwilling to take the same chances that a short fiction editor will.

3. Short fiction does not need to conform to genre conventions: There seems to be a certain amount of pressure for authors to brand themselves and stay within their genre boundaries. Often pseudonyms are adopted when authors wish to write a work in a different genre (Daniel Abraham and Kristine Kathryn Rusch come to mind). Short fiction allows authors to dabble in other genres without consequence. They are free to write the story they want to write, rather than try to conform to the market of their previous stories. For example, Mary Robinette Kowal’s novels are period fantasies, yet her short fiction spans fantasy, horror, and science fiction. Giving an author complete freedom in their writing will often result in the story they want to tell — not the one they feel obligated to tell.

4. Short fiction deals with subjects that cannot be handled in long form: Let’s face it — some ideas are great, but don’t have the capacity to have a novel written about them. These are the stories Ted Chiang often writes — humanoids functioning solely on the pressurized air of the Earth or a man meeting his future self through a time traveling gate. But these ideas sometimes are so great they must be told. The shorter form allows the author to tell the story the way it was meant to be.

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I am not certain how many short stories I will be reviewing, but I think it will be an interesting addition to the blog. It will reward aspiring writers to have their newly published stories reviewed. It should also allow me to review more frequently than my current rate.

We’ll see how it goes.

The Return of the King — Part II

Last month, I wrote about my first experiences reading Stephen King. I recently have been reacquainting myself with his earlier works, first with Carrie and most recently, with The Dead Zone. I never had read The Dead Zone before, but was a huge fan of the movie, starring Christopher Walken, Martin Sheen, and directed by David Cronenberg.

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The Dead Zone is about a man named Johnny Smith, who falls into a coma and awakens years later with psychic abilities. When he comes into contact with another person, he often will gain knowledge about significant events in their past, present, or future. This becomes a burden for Smith, who often focuses on the deaths he isn’t able to prevent rather than the lives he saves.

A second character arc tells of a bible salesman-turned-politician named Greg Stillson. He has deep-seeded emotional issues, which begin with hurting animals and progresses into a violent confrontation with a teenager. Johnny meets Stillson and foresees him becoming President, which will eventually lead to the deaths of millions of people.

The primary conflict of the story deals with the age-old question — if you could travel back in time, would you kill Hitler before he took power? It seems logical that most people would say yes, but for Johnny this is a difficult decision. While Stillson is on a path that will kill more people than Hitler, he is yet to commit a crime. Johnny must decide whether he should play Judge Dredd or quench his gift and let fate prevail.

It was a true joy to read this novel. Published in 1979, The Dead Zone is King’s fifth novel (seventh, if you include his writing as Richard Bachman). His earlier novels are where I feel he was his strongest, still unpolished, but filled with strong characters and emotion. It is also interesting how some of his personal viewpoints seep through the pages — his contempt for conservative politics and the religious right are transparent. In Carrie and The Dead Zone (the two King novels I have read this year), Christians are depicted as violent lunatics. Many of these undertones escaped me in my younger years, but now read as being caricatures, nearly to the point of absurdity at times. Despite this fact, I don’t find these viewpoints to be distracting from the story and are only sprinkled throughout the text.

Another note to add is that The Dead Zone was made into a television series; however, I have never made time to watch it. I see that it is available on Netflix, so I may add it to the queue and give it a watch. I have some exercise equipment in the basement (TRX suspension training) that has been neglected and I think I need a TV show to get me back in the groove again. Seeing that I love the premise of this story and the many angles that could be approached from it, the television series may be worth a shot.

As for picking up more of King’s novels, I have some other books in my queue right now, but I plan on hitting The Shining and Salem’s Lot next.

 

Review Policy Change

I have recently made changes to Odd Engine’s review policy.

In short, there are two key changes:

  • I now will accept self-pubbed submissions, but I plan on being discriminatory with regards to which ones I actually read.
  • I am no longer going to be rating books on a 1-5 star scale. 5-star books will be represented as a “starred review,” similar to what is seen at Kirkus or Publisher’s Weekly for exceptional works.

Further explanation can be found below and on the “Review Policy” page.

Do you review self-published books? Yes, but I will be more discriminate. Other than Hugh Howey’s Wool series, I have avoided reviewing self-published novels in the first year of this blog. This was partly out of fear — fear that an author would contact me directly, send me their baby, and that I would dislike it and feel obligated to write an honest review. I am no longer plastering a 1-5 star rating on my reviews, thus removing the label, “this book sucks,” whenever it falls short of the rest of the population. Furthermore, I am finding some of the less popular titles get a lot more traction on this blog. Nobody is going to come here to find a review of George R. R. Martin’s latest book, but up and coming authors may appreciate some publicity and direct their fans and friends to read a review on their work.

For self-published works, please inquire using the form below. I am most interested in books that are unique from the traditionally-published works. Maybe it’s a novella (too short for typical publishers) or maybe the form or subject deviates from typical novels. I am most interested in stand-alone, thought-provoking stories. I am least interested in book series, particularly self-published epic fantasies.

What type of reviews do you write? My reviews are completely subjective. I try to be positive about the reviews, but honest in where I think the strengths and weaknesses lie. A blog of all positive reviews does nothing for the reader in search of new books and destructive reviews only come at the expense of the author and publisher with little benefit to anyone else.

As of May 16, 2013, I will no longer be rating books on a scale of 1-5 stars. I have found this method to be too arbitrary for my taste. The impression one has between a 3-star and 4-star book is monumental, yet I often find myself waffling between the two as if there is little distinction.

Furthermore, I am finding that my reviews are often focused on justifying the rating with lists of pros and cons rather than just writing a review with a viewpoint. If someone wants a book rating, they are much better served browsing Amazon or Goodreads.

What I still plan on doing is having starred reviews (like Publisher’s Weekly and Kirkus Reviews) to highlight exceptional works. I estimate this will denote the top 20% of the books I read.

Review of Zoo City by Lauren Beukes

9519042Title: Zoo City

Author: Lauren Beukes

Rating: 4 star

Publisher: Angry Robot

Review:

Non-Western settings are en vogue right now in fantasy fiction, which works out quite well for South African native, Lauren Beukes. My very limited knowledge of the area comes from snippets I’ve seen in television and magazines and of course, the famed novel, Cry, the Beloved Country.

In Zoo City, Lauren Beukes is rooted in real world Johannesburg, but with a fantastical twist. Criminals are magically tethered to an animal that many will liken to the daemon-human pairing of The Golden Compass. But the comparison does not extend much deeper as Zoo City is an entirely unique novel with a very unique premise.

Zinzi December is the novel’s protagonist, a recovering drug addict who finds herself paired with a sloth for a past crime. She is in financial debt and uses her special skill of finding lost things mixed with email spamming to pay back the money she owes.

Beukes writes with elegant prose, hip cultural references (that I fear at times I was too deft too comprehend), poetic metaphors, and a narrative voice that makes you feel like you are reading something literary and cultural, while still thriving as a cool urban fantasy. We are lost in the undertow of Johannesberg, in the dark and dirty streets with prostitutes and drug addicts. We also walk in the light of a cool urban scene with a hip music scene and other animal pairings.

While the world-building and prose were top notch, I did find myself bogged down with the plot. Part of my problem may have been that I listened to this book on audio — which I do not recommend. This would be a great story told as a dramatization (with South African music), but the story as is serves better in print.

Zoo City has received high acclaim and it is well-deserved. Beukes is a talented writer who actually has deeper thoughts to convey beyond the basic story. I enjoyed Zoo City very much and look forward to reading her latest novel, The Shining Girls, very soon.

Excess in Horror Television

When people talk of excess in horror, it is almost invariably about gore and violence. The 2000′s brought splatterpunk to the screen with the Saw franchise, Eli Roth’s Hostel movies, and a string of really bad Texas Chainsaw Massacre movies. Without a doubt, the use of excess torture and violence in movies to repulse the viewers is the absolute lowest form of horror. It is a far cry from the suspense and dread that was mastered by Alfred Hitchcock.

Much has been said on the subject, so I want to talk briefly on a different kind of excess seen in recent horror television. This is excess of the unfamiliar. When I speak of the unfamiliar, I am speaking mostly of the supernatural — things that are unfamiliar to our natural world. It can be in the form of supernatural creatures, milieu, or in the laws of nature.

The-Walking-Dead-02-poster-600x423One example of a good use of the unfamiliar is in AMC’s The Walking Dead. Building off of the successful comic book, The Walking Dead is a post-apocalyptic drama taking place after the world has suffered a zombie pandemic. The show focuses on diverse humans survivors (?) as they struggle against a zombie-dominated landscape. The infestation has caused society to collapse, leaving the remaining humans without power or a form of commerce. Aside from these setbacks, the world is largely familiar. The zombies form a part of the backdrop, rarely having any form of identity. The humans, on the other hand, have strong character arcs and they form the central theme of the show. There are no added twists of dragons emerging from faraway lands or the humans having supernatural powers.

240px-Ecran_Titre_d'American_Horror_StoryAnother television show I completed recently was the second season of American Horror Story. This show largely takes place in Briarcliff Mental Institution in Massachusetts. A journalist named Lana Winters goes to investigate the institution and when she uncovers some suspicious activity, she finds herself being committed as a patient. A fellow patient, Kit Walker, is falsely accused of being a serial killer. There are other characters who play a vital role in the plot including a disciplinarian named Sister Jude, a psychiatrist who takes a special interest in Lana and Kit, and a mad scientist who does medical experiments on patients. This season of American Horror Story is fascinating aside from one element — aliens. We are first given clues of aliens in the first episode and the subject is mostly dropped for the rest of the show until the end. Aliens are the unfamiliar excess and are not central to the plot development. What could have been a stellar season was tainted by the almost humorous addition of extra-terrestrials.

250px-Hemlock_Grove_TitlecardThe third I will mention is a Netflix original series called Hemlock Grove. This is the show that inspired me to write this post, filled with unfamiliar excess purely for the novelty of it. The basic story is that in the small town of Hemlock Grove, there have been a series of violent murders that many believe were committed by a werewolf. Wealthy socialite, Roman Godfrey, teams up with an outcast gypsy, Peter Rumancek to find and kill the perpetrator. The only thing is that Peter is a werewolf, but is he the killer?

The premise of the story is intriguing enough, but the story is completely ruined by unnecessary additions of the unfamiliar. Roman’s sister is a giant and has one extremely large eye that she hides beneath her wig. Her name is Shelley, clearly paying tribute to Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. Roman’s cousin has become impregnated by an angel, Peter’s cousin practices witchcraft, and the Godfreys own a large skyscraper in rural Hemlock Grove where a mad scientist works on projects like a modern day Dr. Frankenstein. The multiple extensions of the unfamiliar take the story unnecessarily away from the central theme and the show’s conclusion only adds more ridiculous speculative elements to the mix.

HBO’s True Blood (a show I lost interest in after the second season) mixes the frequently combined vampire, werewolf, and faerie mythos. Even humans, like the central character, Sookie Stackhouse, have special abilities like mind-reading. I didn’t find the excess in this show to be too distracting, saved in part by its adherence to a set of rules that were common to the tropes.

My comments about the excesses of the unfamiliar are not a criticism as much as they are an observation. I enjoy authors such as China Mieville who take the reader far away from our familiar world, but I believe the story must have a system of rules that gives the reader a set of expectations. Hemlock Grove stumbled miserably away from what seemed to be a normal world into a place where I question if anyone is human. Hmm… Maybe the show was more like the real world after all.

 

 

Review of Cahill’s Homecoming by Patrick Hester

Cahills_Homecoming_1000Title: Cahill’s Homecoming

Author: Patrick Hester

Rating: 4 star

Publisher: Self-Published

Review:

I don’t read a lot of self-published works, but I had no hesitation in reading Patrick Hester’s novella, Cahill’s Homecoming. I have enjoyed my morning commute listening to the SF Signal and Function Nerds podcasts, both of which Hester is a host. I also read his short story in the Space Battles anthology and found it a pleasure to read.

Cahill’s Homecoming, as the cover suggests, is the first book in a serial collection. The protagonist, Cord Cahill, is a space traveler and sentinel returning home because of a sudden death in the family. His sister, Katie, died of natural causes, but Cord is not buying it.

He scavenges his hometown, which bears resemblance to a wild west where firing a gun will get you in trouble with the law (2×4′s are a thug’s weapon of choice). With assistance from his ship’s AI, Mother, Cahill searches to find the meaning of his sister’s death and bring justice to the events surrounding it.

This story is a quick read and I devoured it easily in one sitting. An immediate comparison can be made to the short-lived but fan-favorite, Firefly. The novella is a science fiction-western mash-up with a classic western vigilante plot. The assistance of the ship’s AI is a cool twist, making the sci-fi element a necessary part of the story. The decision to name the AI, Mother, is an interesting one — leading me to instantly recall Norman Bates’ relationship with his dead mother in Psycho. Don’t mistake the name for an Oedipus complex, though. Mother is a mentor, guiding Cahill by giving him facts of his surroundings and even helping him to detect a sly poker mechanic.

Cahill’s Homecoming is a well-written piece about a young man seeking answers and justice for someone he loves. In order to do so, he must solicit the help of a man he both disrespects and despises. I expect that Patrick Hester will be a recognized name on bookshelves in the near future and this novella shows evidence of his writing talents.

Review of The Blue Blazes by Chuck Wendig

16071824Title: The Blue Blazes

Author: Chuck Wendig

Rating: 4 star

Publisher: Angry Robot

Review:

In the midst of Chuck Wendig’s successful Miriam Black series comes a new series. The first entry, The Blue Blazes, features an equally tough protagonist by the name of Mookie Pearl. He was a mine worker who eventually worked his way to the top of The Organization, a conglomerate of New York’s nastiest street gangs. Beneath the city is an underworld filled with monsters that long to stretch their dominion. There are goblins, ghost, golems, giant cankerworms and these strange shadowy figures that envelop their prey in the folds of their invisible wings. These creatures are invisible to the naked eye — that is unless one is doped up on the underworld powdered drug known as blue blazes.

Mookie’s role is simple — he takes care of business. Whether it’s fighting a pack of goblins (gobbos) or tracking down derelict members of one of the street gangs, he uses his brute strength and street-fighting sensibility to maintain order. The man is impenetrable aside from his one Achilles’ heel — his love for his daughter, Nora.

The word on the street is that Nora’s been spreading information that The Organization’s boss has come down with cancer. His only heir is his grandson, who by most accounts appears unfit to take the helm. These rumors incite disorder among the ranks and Mookie (whose fatherhood of Nora remains secret) must confront her before she winds up dead.

The situation for Nora escalates even further after she is caught on video committing a terrible crime and Mookie finds his loyalty at odds. He wants to save Nora while maintaining loyalty to The Organization, but the task seems impossible. Unless she is innocent.

A rumored drug called red rage holds the key to their survival and Mookie is willing to plunge into the depths of the underworld to get it. Upon his return, he finds that the above world is even less friendly. Suddenly, the entire fate of New York City rests on his shoulders.

Let me state the obvious here before I review the story — the cover art is amazing! Joey Hi-Fi does fantastic artwork for both Lauren Beukes and Chuck Wendig and it keeps getting better with every novel. It is simple at first glance, yet has so much detail and depth that ties into the novel. It probably deserves a review of its own.

As for the novel, Wendig has proven himself to be a reliable and prolific author. What I expect in picking up a Wendig novel is a tough, street-wise, smart ass protagonist with a hard shell and a soft spot inside. I expect punchy dialog, snappy prose, and a gritty narrative voice. With The Blue Blazes you get everything you expect and hope for out of Wendig.

In addition to being an urban fantasy, The Blue Blazes has elements of noir and mystery, with Mookie playing a dual role of an action hero and a pulp detective. His character is strong, but unlike Miriam Black, he isn’t what sticks with you after finishing the novel. For me, the novel’s greatest strength lies in its milieu. Many of the classic monsters from the tabletop RPG’s of yore hide in the mines, sewers and deep caverns below the city. We have been beat over the head with zombies and werewolves and vampires and here comes Wendig with a rich, fantastical world full of fresh, but recognizable monsters to battle. I loved the primitive weapons the gobbos used in fighting (e.g. a fanged, baby goblin strapped to the end of a stick) and the rock golems provide an uncanny twist to the world.

My criticisms of the novel are really quite minor and almost not worth mentioning. I did feel at times that the multiple points of view were a little jarring and it took me awhile to understand the true relationship of Mookie with his daughter and ex-wife. But criticisms aside, you won’t go wrong with this novel. It is inventive, edgy, and a joy to read. There are so many possibilities for the series in the future. The underworld drugs play a vital role in the plot development, turning mere men into superheroes and there are a rainbow of drugs to be discovered in subsequent novels. I also suspect that in the deeper crevices of the underworld we will find even greater foes beyond our wildest imaginations. If you haven’t read Chuck Wendig before, it’s time you get yourself acquainted. Feel free to start with this novel — with good characters, a fascinating world, and a satisfying plot, you can’t go wrong.

Return of the King (for me, at least)

I recall my first foray into adult fiction. It was summer break, sometime in my middle school years. Shortly after devouring the Dragonlance: Chronicles series, I found myself at a used bookstore with my friend, Matt. We had ridden our bikes to a nearby strip mall that connected Cub Foods to Target in this long, serpentine pattern. Midway between the two anchors was this tiny shop that must have had but a few hundred books.

Matt was telling me about this cool horror writer named Stephen King. He was familiar with his works at the time and snagged The Shining and Pet Semetery off the shelf. There were a handful of others and I ended up purchasing Cujo and Firestarter.

I still remember the fascination I had while reading Firestarter. The suspense. The magic. The love and fear of a young girl who was coming to grips with her newfound power. I was instantly hooked. Cujo had a less memorable impact, but I found myself venturing on to Pet Semetary and a few other King novels after that.

I’ve probably read about twenty Stephen King novels over the years. Some left memorable impressions on me (The Stand, Pet Semetary); others, not so much (Gerald’s Game — ugh, that was awful).

It has been several years since I picked up a Stephen King novel. Then, last week, at our library’s book sale, I found myself struggling to find something to read. It must have been that used book scent that gave me a sudden sense of nostalgia. I meandered over to the horror section (which can generally be described as a few cardboard boxes filled with King, Koontz, and Anne Rice). Desiring to rekindle that love of fiction I had discovered at an early age, I picked up Carrie, The Shining, The Dead Zone, Salem’s Lot, and Four Seasons.

10592I just finished Carrie, a book I never actually had read, but had seen the movie on numerous occasions. This was Stephen King’s first novel, salvaged by his wife from a waste basket. It tells of a high school misfit who has telekinetic powers. Her mother is a quacky religious fundamentalist who views Carrie as the product of her sin. Carrie is ridiculed by classmates, pushing her to the brink of destruction. A popular girl, Sue, tries to reconcile with Carrie by hooking her up with her boyfriend for prom. Things appear to be turning around for Carrie until a few bad-intentioned peers devise a plan to expose her to the ultimate ridicule.

I was a little surprised at the disjointedness of the novel. It reads like a patchwork quilt, non-linear narratives told from multiple viewpoints and snippets of news articles reflecting on the cataclysmic events. In a novel that deals with chaos, the disjointedness fits, but is a bit overwhelming. King’s raw approach to fiction works — and I think it is what has made him so successful. He makes no attempt to be polished or literary and expresses emotion with an authenticity that is difficult to match. Carrie is not King’s best novel, but it is a good place to start.

I don’t think I will ever read Stephen King’s complete works — I think he writes faster than I can read — but I still enjoy going back and catching up with some of the books that drew me into fiction.

Odds and Ends

I’ve been delinquent in keeping up with this blog. There are a number of excuses reasons for this — I have recently been consumed with potential changes on the job front and my reading habits have likewise shifted to that of a career-development type nature. Furthermore, I’ve come to realize that a blog that relies solely on book reviews does not offer readers anything more than they could find on sites like Goodreads or Amazon. One year and over 100 posts has helped me to become a more critical reader and has exposed me to a greater depth of fiction. I have no plans to disappear, but rather hope to expand this blog into more diverse topics.

Some of the books I have read recently include Drive by Daniel Pink,  A Whole New Mind by Daniel Pink, Surely You’re Joking, Mr. Feynman by Richard Feynman,  Multipliers by Liz Wiseman, Genius by James Gleick, and my current Audible.com listening experience, Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins. I go through these non-fiction binges sporadically and I find myself near the end of my latest plunge. I intend on catching up with some new fiction very soon.

Television is a media I try to limit, but have become engrossed with Netfix’ House of Cards and American Horror Story, recently finishing the first season and more than half-way through the already completed second season. There are other shows that look interesting as well, but I hope that I can ignore the alluring pleas of the idiot box.

More importantly, I have spent time with my two boys and eagerly await the warm weather so I can play outside with them. With warm weather comes yard work, spring cleaning, and next week, the assembly of a rather large swing set. I welcome this work and look forward to basking in the sun’s rays without a coat.

So for now, forgive my lack of posts and I hope that I will return with a better reading experience shortly.

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