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REVIEW: Stoker’s Wilde West by Steven Hopstaken & Melissa Prusi

I received an advance reading copy of Stoker’s Wilde West in exchange for an honest review. I would like to thank Steven Hopstaken, Melissa Prusi, and Flame Tree Press.

It was great to rejoin Bram Stoker, Oscar Wilde, and Henry Irving as they end up tackling more supernatural threats. This time they travel to the American West following a request for aid from their friend Robert Roosevelt and his nephew Theodore. (That’s a statement that I never thought I’d say prior to reading these books!)

In a similar fashion to how Stoker’s classic horror Dracula is presented, Stoker’s Wilde West is an epistolary novel. It is set in 1882 and compiles the details that relate to the California incident. These events are recorded via diary and journal entries, letters, telegrams, meeting transcripts, etc…

The main point of view perspectives that we follow are those of Oscar, Bram, and Florence. The viewpoints of Oscar and Bram are as different as their characters. Bram as a narrator is reliable and thorough. He has excellent memory recall and therefore paints an almost perfect picture of events. Oscar’s diary is full of heightened imagery, expert wit, and dashes of humour, whilst often reporting how many times he has saved Stoker’s life.

“It has become tiring saving Stoker’s life so many times but for the sake of Florrie and Noel, I must do it at least once more.”

Although they are completely different, they make an extremely enjoyable duo to follow, and even though they fall out and argue as often as they slay a vampire there is definitely a grudging respect between the two and, as a reader, we know that they like each other more than they let on. Florence’s perspective was one of my few negatives from Stoker’s Wilde. I stated that I tended to rush her sections to get back to what I considered the better parts. In Stoker’s Wilde West she has developed into a great character herself. She’s become strong of mind, self-reliant, intuitive and just as great to follow Bram and Oscar. She develops an interesting friendship with Calamity Jane throughout their journey too. Further examples of the perspectives compiled in Stoker’s Wilde West include White Worm Agent Cora Chase, Samuel Clemens (aka Mark Twain) and Bass Reeves.

Stoker’s Wilde West is a sequel to Stoker’s Wilde and refers to those events quite frequently. This novel is a better read having read the previous book but I believe it could be enjoyed as a standalone too. Stoker’s Wilde West is a great piece of vampire-hunting historical fiction that is written like a classic. It exceeds the already pretty high standards set by Stoker’s Wilde by the two authors. I did enjoy the setting in America that was presented here a lot. It felt like a different world to the Dublin and London we saw in the first book.

Hopstaken and Prusi have obviously put a lot of research into these novels and it really shines. There are many nuggets and easter eggs for fans of classic literature. For example, it was a great moment when I recognised a famous real-life Oscar Wilde quote that was used in a casual conversation with Bram Stoker here. Stoker’s Wilde West is a well-written horror novel using some of the most famous people from Victorian times as the main characters. It contains moments of terror, deep fears, action-focused set pieces, touching scenes between characters, arcane magic, a vampire gunslinger, and a business tycoon who believes he is looking to find Eden. The ending was exciting and well worked and it nicely sets up the possibility of a third entry in this series. Stoker’s Wilde West is, quite simply, an addictive, clever and extremely fun horror adventure.

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The GdM team pick their favourite self-published fantasy books

Readers that follow our page will be aware that the Grimdark Magazine review team are big supporters of self-published fantasy works. As it’s Self-Published Fantasy Month we decided to put together a list of some of our favourite self-published fantasy books. You can find out more about Self-Published Fantasy Month here but for the purpose of this article, my GdM colleague and member of the SPFM team Elizabeth will give us a quick introduction below:

Hey all! Thank you for supporting self-published authors. Self-published fantasy is tough. When you are a self-published fantasy author, you are someone who has to wear many hats. It is not good enough to be a great writer; you also have to be someone who can organize printing, package your book, get it illustrated, and finally market it. You can write the greatest story in the world, but if you can’t get it out to people to read it, it will languish. That is why the blossoming self-publishing community is so important and exciting. Five years ago, the great grimdark author Mark Lawrence created the Self Publishing Fantasy Blog Off. A competition that pits some of the best self-published fantasy writers in the world against each other. It is a brutal competition that takes close to a year to complete and involves ten fantasy review blogs. Around it has erupted an entire community of readers that cheer on the winners and console those cut. But the most important thing is that books are getting read, great stories are making it out to the masses, and self-published fantasy is becoming a force to reckon with. 

Self-published fantasy month has come out of the great love readers have for these tireless authors. Jason Aycock at Off the TBR, Justine Bergman at Whispers and Wonders and Storytellers on Tour, podcaster, and reviewer Calvin Park from Under a Pile of Books and myself have come together to celebrate these authors for the entire month of September. Check out the website and follow the twitter feed. We will be hosting daily giveaways, interviews, and guest posts to introduce readers to new authors. 

Thanks Beth. Okay, without further ado here are the GdM team’s recommendations which will include the book’s summary and a quick review extract or sentence about why we’re including them on this list. If you are new to self-published fantasy or are just looking for your next quality fantasy read then give one of these GdM-approved books a try, and by all means, let us know how you find them in the comments. Happy reading!

The Sword of Kaigen by M.L Wang (Theonite Series)

Holly said: “The Sword of Kaigen is a Japanese-inspired military fantasy that goes beyond first-rate fantasy – the writing is both brutal & meaningful, as a wealth of fantastic characters fill the landscape. The world-building is beautifully vivid & imaginative, with shades of Brandon Sanderson meets Avatar: The Last Airbender. This was a masterfully woven odyssey; a Battle Royale of emotions!”

Goodreads says:

“A mother struggling to repress her violent past,

A son struggling to grasp his violent future,

A father blind to the danger that threatens them all.

When the winds of war reach their peninsula, will the Matsuda family have the strength to defend their empire? Or will they tear each other apart before the true enemies even reach their shores?

High on a mountainside at the edge of the Kaigenese Empire live the most powerful warriors in the world, superhumans capable of raising the sea and wielding blades of ice. For hundreds of years, the fighters of the Kusanagi Peninsula have held the Empire’s enemies at bay, earning their frozen spit of land the name ‘The Sword of Kaigen.’

Born into Kusanagi’s legendary Matsuda family, fourteen-year-old Mamoru has always known his purpose: to master his family’s fighting techniques and defend his homeland. But when an outsider arrives and pulls back the curtain on Kaigen’s alleged age of peace, Mamoru realizes that he might not have much time to become the fighter he was bred to be. Worse, the empire he was bred to defend may stand on a foundation of lies.

Misaki told herself that she left the passions of her youth behind when she married into the Matsuda house. Determined to be a good housewife and mother, she hid away her sword, along with everything from her days as a fighter in a faraway country. But with her growing son asking questions about the outside world, the threat of an impending invasion looming across the sea, and her frigid husband grating on her nerves, Misaki finds the fighter in her clawing its way back to the surface.”

Tags: Fantasy, Epic Fantasy, Adult, High Fantasy

Black Stone Heart by Michael R. Fletcher (The Obsidian Path #1)

You can read our review here.

Chris said: “As with all of Fletcher’s work, Black Stone Heart does not shy away from a steady diet of comfort food for the grimdark appetite. His recipe is equal parts violence, gritty happenings, grisly humor, and a dash of bad luck for flavoring.”

Goodreads says:

“A broken man, Khraen awakens alone and lost. His stone heart has been shattered, littered across the world. With each piece, he regains some small shard of the man he once was.

He follows the trail, fragment by fragment, remembering his terrible past.

There was a woman.

There was a sword.

There was an end to sorrow.

Khraen walks the obsidian path.”

Tags: Fantasy, Epic Fantasy, Dark Fantasy

Aching God by Mike Shel (The Iconoclasts #1)

Nate said: “It’s that perfect cocktail of fantasy adventuring tropes mixed with horror, dread, and the traumatic realities of the DnD party lifestyle.”

Goodreads says:

“The days of adventure are passed for Auric Manteo. Retired to the countryside with his scars and riches, he no longer delves into forbidden ruins seeking dark wisdom and treasure. That is, until old nightmares begin plaguing his sleep, heralding an urgent summons back to that old life.

To save his only daughter, Auric must return to the place of his greatest trauma: the haunted Barrowlands. With only a few inexperienced companions and an old soldier, he must confront the dangers of the ancient and wicked Djao civilization. Auric has survived fell beasts, insidious traps, and deadly hazards before. But can he contend with the malice of a bloodthirsty living god?

First book in the Iconoclasts trilogy, Aching God is the debut novel of RPG adventure designer Mike Shel. He is working on book 2, Sin Eater. The first two chapters of Sin Eater are included at the end of Aching God.”

Tags: Fantasy, Horror, High Fantasy, Dark Fantasy

Blood of Heirs by Alicia Wanstall-Burke (The Coraidic Sagas #1)

You can read our review here.

Edward said: “Blood of Heirs is a fantastic display of character-driven fantasy that will have you feeling every ounce of pain, relief, joy and terror that the POVs endure.”

Goodreads says:

“Lidan Tolak is the fiercest of her father’s daughters; more than capable of one day leading her clan. But caught between her warring parents, Lidan’s world begins to unravel when another of her father’s wives falls pregnant. Before she has time to consider the threat of a brother, a bloody swathe is cut through the heart of the clan and Lidan must fight, not only to prove her worth, but simply to survive.

Ranoth Olseta wants nothing more than to be a worthy successor to his father’s throne. When his home is threatened by the aggressive Woaden Empire, Ran becomes his city’s saviour, but powers within him are revealed by the enemy and he is condemned to death. Confused and betrayed, Ran is forced to flee his homeland, vowing to reclaim what he has lost, even if it kills him.

Facing an unknown future, and battling forces both familiar and foreign, can Lidan and Ran overcome the odds threatening to drag them into inescapable darkness?”

Tags: Fantasy, Epic Fantasy, Adult

The Blackbird and the Ghost by Hûw Steer

Elizabeth said: “The Blackbird and the Ghost is a fun adventure novel full of excitement and compelling characters. Tal, the lead protagonist, is Indiana Jones with more swagger and snark. He quips his way through tombs, puzzles, and boiling seas while he battles his arch-nemesis. It is well written, the pacing is flawless, and the story had me yearning for more.”

Goodreads says:

“The Boiling Seas are the mariner’s bane – and the adventurer’s delight. The waters may be hot enough to warp wood and boil a hapless swimmer, but their scalding expanse is full of wonders. Strange islands lurk in the steamy mists, and stranger ruins hold ancient secrets, remnants of forgotten empires waiting for the bold… or lying in wait for the unwary.

On the Corpus Isles, gateway to the Boiling Seas, Tal Wenlock, the Blackbird, seeks a fortune of his own. The treasure he pursues could change the world – but he just wants to change a single life, and it’s not his own. To reach it, he’ll descend into the bowels of the earth and take ship on burning waters, brave dark streets and steal forbidden knowledge. He’ll lie, cheat, steal and fight – but he won’t get far alone. The ghosts of Tal’s past dog his every step – and one in particular keeps his knives sharp.

The Blackbird will need help to reach his goal… and he’ll need all his luck to get back home alive.”

Tags: Fantasy, Adventure, Mystery

Chasing Graves by Ben Galley

Elizabeth said: “Ben Galley’s epic story, Chasing Graves, is the quintessential grimdark fantasy.”

You can read our review here.

Goodreads says:

“Welcome to Araxes, where getting murdered is just the start of your problems.

Meet Caltro Basalt. He’s a master locksmith, a selfish bastard, and as of his first night in Araxes, stone cold dead.

They call it the City of Countless Souls, the colossal jewel of the Arctian Empire, and all it takes to be its ruler is to own more ghosts than any other. For in Araxes, the dead do not rest in peace in the afterlife, but live on as slaves for the rich.

While Caltro struggles to survive, those around him strive for the emperor’s throne in Araxes’ cutthroat game of power. The dead gods whisper from corpses, a soulstealer seeks to make a name for himself with the help of an ancient cult, a princess plots to purge the emperor from his armoured Sanctuary, and a murderer drags a body across the desert, intent on reaching Araxes no matter the cost.

Only one thing is certain in Araxes: death is just the beginning.”

Tags: Fantasy, Adventure, Dark Fantasy

Where Loyalties Lie by Rob J. Hayes (Best Laid Plans #1)

You can read our review here.

Charles said: “A fantastic story of pirates, mayhem, and skullduggery.”

Goodreads says:

“Everybody knows Drake Morrass is only out for himself.

As the fires of a dying city burn on a distant shore, Drake sees an opportunity to unite the other pirate Captains under his flag and claim a crown for himself. If he is to succeed he will need allies and the Oracle named Keelin Stillwater, the best swordsman in the isles, as Drake’s right hand.

With enemy ships sailing his waters and setting fire to his cities, and the sinister Tanner Black threatening to steal the throne before Drake has even sat in it, Drake must somehow convince the other Captains that his best interests are also theirs.

Author Rob J. Hayes, after his successful completion of his award-winning grimdark trilogy, The Ties That Bind, now continues the saga of First Earth.”

Tags: Fantasy, Adventure, Pirates, Dark Fantasy

Paternus: Rise of Gods by Dyrk Ashton (Paternus Trilogy #1)

You can read our review here.

James said: “This is urban fantasy done right. It’s dark, adult, and gruesome. If you can get past the slow start then you are in for a treat.”

Goodreads says:

“Described as American Gods meets The Avengers and Supernatural meets The Lord of the Rings, Paternus combines myths from around the world in a modern story of action and intrigue that is “urban fantasy on the surface, but so much more at its core!”

Even myths have legends. And not all legends are myth.

When a local hospital is attacked by strange and frightening men, Fiona Patterson and Zeke Prisco save a catatonic old man named Peter—and find themselves running for their lives with creatures beyond imagination hounding their every step.

With nowhere else to turn, they seek out Fi’s enigmatic Uncle Edgar. But the more their questions are answered, the more they discover that nothing is what it seems–not Peter, not Edgar, perhaps not even themselves.

The gods and monsters, heroes and villains of lore—they’re real. And now they’ve come out of hiding to hunt their own. In order to survive, Fi and Zeke must join up with powerful allies against an ancient evil that’s been known by many names and feared by all. The final battle of the world’s oldest war has begun.

Paternus: Rise of Gods, is Dyrk Ashton’s critically acclaimed debut novel and the first book in The Paternus Trilogy. It has been compared to works by Neil Gaiman, Scott Hawkins, Roger Zelazny, China Miéville, Joss Whedon, and Kevin Hearne.”

Tags: Fantasy, Urban Fantasy, Mythology, Adult

Death March by Phil Tucker (Euphoria Online #1)

James said: “Death March is gripping, with intense action segments, awesome characters, and a detailed magic and perks system. ”

Goodreads says:

“I sacrificed everything for my family. It wasn’t enough. I lost my mother, and now I’m about to lose my brother.

I’ve got only one thing left to gamble: my life. Which is why I’m willing to play Euphoria Online in Death March mode.

If I survive six months in-game against a lethal array of wyverns, ogres, necromancers, and more, I’ll earn my brother a pardon.

If I lose?

Well. I’m done with losing.”

Tags: Fantasy, LitRPG, Science Fiction, Dragons

Art of War: Anthology for Charity edited by Petros Triantafyllou

You can read our review here.

Adrian said: “While the fiction in this anthology predominantly isn’t self-published fantasy, this is one of my favourite books because it’s put together by a bloke who runs a review blog who just has a big heart. I’d like to call this ‘self-edited fantasy’.

Art of War features 40 authors, two artists, a designer, and an editor, all who donated their time and expertise to make this book happen–all so Petros could take the proceeds and donate them all to Doctors Without Borders. Not the worst reason you’ve ever had to put down a few bob and read some short stories, right?”

Goodreads says:

“Charity Anthology: All proceeds going to MSF (Doctors Without Borders).

“War, my friend, is a thing of beauty.”

How do you get forty fantasy authors to contribute short stories for a war-themed anthology without paying them? It sounds as if there should be a good punchline to that, but all Petros Triantafyllou did was twist the moral thumbscrews and tell them all the profits would go to Doctors Without Borders, a charity that works tirelessly across the world to alleviate the effects of conflict, sickness and poverty.”

Tags: Fantasy, Short Stories, Anthology

Never Die by Rob J. Hayes

Mike said: “Never Die by Rob Hayes and The Headlock of Destiny by Sam Gately. Both have amazing characters; both are emotionally engaging; both are grim and hilarious.”

Goodreads says:

“Samurai, shinigami, vengeful spirits, and an impossible quest.

Itami Cho has earned the name Whispering Blade. She is a Shintei warrior, sworn to the path of oaths and honour. But keeping her oaths has always been more difficult than taking them. When Flaming Fist and his bandits attack the city of Kaishi, Itami swears one last oath: she will protect the city and its people at any cost.

Ein has spent his life dreaming of being a hero, and now the God of Death has given him a chance. The Reaper has set him an impossible quest: an eight-year-old boy sent to stop an immortal Emperor.

Never Die is a stand alone set in the world of Mortal Techniques. It’s a wuxia adventure filled with samurai, shinigami, heroes, and vengeful spirits.”

Tags: Fantasy, Dark Fantasy, Epic Fantasy, Mythology, Adult

The Headlock of Destiny by Samuel Gately (Titan Wars #1)

You can read our review here.

Goodreads says:

“Some say titans are descended from giants. Others say they are risen from men. But there’s never any debate about where to find them. They will be in the center of a roaring crowd, beating the hell out of each other. From contenders like the Savage and Scott Flawless to pretenders like Richard the Living Portrait and Troll-Blooded Thom, a titan’s lot in life is the same: To wrestle for dominion and glory in the squared circle.

Van, a quiet titan from the brewery town of Headwaters, wants no part in this. He’d prefer to be left alone with a beer. But destiny has him in a headlock, and it is prepared to drag him into battles that will shake the land and change his world forever.

Step into the ring with this one-of-a-kind novel, brewed special for fans of epic fantasy, fans of professional wrestling from the Golden Era and beyond, or simply fans of a good tale.”

Tags: Fantasy, Wrestling, Epic Fantasy

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REVIEW: The Burning Chambers by Kate Mosse

The Burning Chambers is a refreshingly accessible and compulsively readable piece of historical fiction that marks the beginning of the Burning Chambers trilogy. Kate Mosse, of Labyrinth fame, has crafted a wonderful tale that takes place during the infamous Huguenot religious wars in France. It is filled with tension, romance, betrayal, and some relatively infrequent but nonetheless harrowing depictions of violence.

“You talk as if mankind has learnt the lessons of the past. That we have improved ourselves. I fear the opposite. That human beings have learnt rather to repeat the mistakes of the past, and more vilely.”

The story is well-written with some moments that stand out, such as the great dialogue or concise yet beautiful descriptions of scenery. These descriptions wonderfully render each of the major set pieces, from the fortified city of Carcassonne to the lush green forests surrounding the mountain town of Puivert.

The Burning Chambers contains very good plotting that does not treat the reader like a fool yet is not so complex as to need to reference an obscure appendix. There are several people to keep track of, but they are adequately memorable and characterized well enough to set them apart from the rabble and the historical portions are educational without being a slog. Large events, such as the massacre at Vassy and the riots of Toulouse are true, but a majority of the characters in the novel are fictitious people just trying to live during these unstable times.

“You well know that if a lie is repeated often enough, in the face of the clearest evidence to the contrary, even the most level-headed of men start to believe in it. Falsehood easily becomes accepted truth.”

The perspectives of The Burning Chambers center around the following characters; Minou, who is the daughter of a bookseller, Piet, a Huguenot and ex-soldier, Bernard, who is Minou’s father, Vidal, a Catholic priest and an old schoolmate of Piet, and Blanche whose presence is menacing and mysterious throughout the novel. Despite each of the characters being strong in their ways, I found Minou to be a bit two-dimensional. This may be the result of a more complex character arc that will find her to be fully fleshed out by the end of the trilogy. Yet, judging solely on The Burning Chambers, I found her likable yet lacking in depth beyond her naivety and determination.

Even though it’s part of a trilogy, The Burning Chambers does well to stand on its own as an individual piece. It ends with a metaphorical sunset; in the character’s minds, things are getting better. The Wars of Religion are thankfully and finally nearing their end. Yet, the book ends in 1572 but the wars last until 1598. Knowing that the conflict is far from finished casts a shadow over the saccharine-like optimism of the epilogue. Grim tidings are, in my humble opinion, made grimmer by the gift (or curse) of hindsight and I am excited to see where the next novel, The City of Tears, goes from here. The Burning Chambers earns a respectable 4 out of 5 stars.

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REVIEW: Kings of Heaven by Richard Nell

Kings of Heaven by Richard Nell is the third and final book in the Ash and Sand trilogy. The Ash and Sand books chronicle the adventures of a barbarian prophet named Ruka, a sorcerer prince named Kale, and a peasant-born priestess named Dala. The people of the Ashlands are prone to famine, disease, and civil strife but Ruka has promised them a new land. Like Moses, Ruka claims the gods have given them a new home and that he will lead them there. The big difference is that Ruka is making his connection to the gods up.

Ruka’s attempts to build an alliance with King Farahi has failed miserably. Due to uncontrollable and unforeseeable events, Kale led an attack on his father’s own allies and managed to devastate both his own army as well as that of Ruka’s before getting himself taken out of the race for king. Worse, this was done right before the Naran Empire prepared for a massive invasion that will drown the islands’ defenses in sheer numbers.

The story has a lot of strength from the fact that Ruka has lost his most valuable ally and suffered tremendous losses. The only way he can prepare for the coming attack is by making alliances using diplomacy, something that Ruka is horrible at. It doesn’t help that the sister of King Farahi, Kikay, fully intends to betray Ruka for the doom that he has brought to their forces. It is an interesting political situation that requires cool, pragmatic, and ruthless heads to prevail in.

Part of what makes this series so good is that it errs on the side of cynicism as well as pragmatism in its decision making. The characters are very often murderers, liars, oath-breakers, cheats, and worse. However, the book presents them as more than this. The dream of paradise and a better life for the children of Ash is something that Ruka believes can redeem him of even the worst sin. There are many other characters who compromise or outright discard their moralities out of the desire to do better by their loved ones.

One of my favorite characters in the book is Osco. A proud warrior of a people conquered by the Empire of Naran years ago, he has long desired to overthrow the Emperor and destroy its people (based on the Han Chinese). However, Osco finds himself outcast and betrayed by his people when the Empire of Naran offers to restore him as well as provide for his wife as well as daughter. It is a bargain that cuts to the core of his being but you understand fully why he would choose to make it.

If Kings of Heaven has one major weakness, it is the fact that it spends a good half of its length dealing with the final battle when the character interaction, as well as complicated politics, is far more interesting. The book does provide a satisfying and conclusive ending to the storyline, though. Romances never come to be, peace comes at a price, and there is a good portion of the cast dead but the results are realistic to the events.

Kings of Heaven is a perfect end to a grimdark tale.

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REVIEW: Kings of Ash by Richard Nell

Kings of Ash by Richard Nell is the second book in the Ash and Sand trilogy that follows the adventures of a deformed barbarian named Ruka, an island prince named Kale, and a young priestess named Dala. The people of the Ashlands have lived in starvation and poverty for a thousand years but the discovery of the Pyu Islands have offered them a chance at lives of plenty. They just have to conquer the territories first.

Ruka has found himself in the islands and is stunned by their strange ways as well as the abundant wealth around him. A genius, despite his humble origins, he quickly finds himself absorbing the vast knowledge of the more cultured South Asian-influenced culture. He also develops a friendship with the mysterious King Fahari that possesses supernatural insight into the future. Ruka remains a captive, though, and believes that the only way to save his people is to lead them to conquer the islanders that he’s come to admire.

This ties into Kale’s own story as he finds himself, many years later, trying to rebuild his people. The son of Farahi, his people have been conquered and he is seeking allies to take back his island from those who have taken it over. Kale has developed powerful but uncontrollable magical abilities that may give him the edge in defeating the invaders. However, a few chance dream encounters with Ruka give the impression there’s much more going on than it initially appears.

The world-building and politics of these books are incredible with the complex interactions between nations reaching A Song of Ice and Fire levels. Richard Nell also manages to achieve the near-impossible of keeping the books well-balanced in their grimdark cynicism. Farahi is a kind, generous, and wonderful ruler but must be ruthless as well as decisive to achieve the political ends he does. Ruka is a murderous barbarian but has learned both the value of patience as well as politics during his captivity.

The role of Dala is sadly reduced in Kings of Ash as we spend most of our time in the islands rather than the Ashlands. However, she does play a significant role once Ruka returns to the Ashlands in order to gather his army. As Dala herself observes, Ruka is capable of rousing an army through charisma but incapable of inspiring legitimacy to his crusade without the support of the priestesses. Given they banished him as well as killed his mother, Ruka is less than pleased at this conclusion.

I am particularly fond of a newly introduced character named Kikay, the sister of Farahi, who is a ruthless and blood-thirsty woman who invokes Cersei Lannister but more competent. But for an accident of birth, she’d be the ruler of the Pyu islands and wishes to both expel the barbarians as well as rule through force of arms. Surprisingly, she is completely loyal to her brother but cannot stand his perceived weakness.

Do I recommend this book? Oh hell yes. It’s probably the best independent fantasy novel I’ve read for the past ten years. This is a trilogy that deserves to be published by one of the Big Five and to win awards. You won’t regret buying Kings of Ash if you love grimdark, antiheroes, politics, world-building, and shocking twists.

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REVIEW: Light of Impossible Stars by Gareth L. Powell

Having gleefully consumed the adventures of the Trouble Dog and her crew through Embers of War and Fleet of Knives I was very much looking forward to tackling Light of Impossible Stars to wrap up the trilogy.

However, the story starts with a brand new character. Cordelia Pa is an orphan scavenger on City Plate Two – the Plates being another curious megastructure built by an ancient alien race – scrabbling for a living amongst the alien ruins. That is until the trading ship, Gigolo’s Aunt arrives and the crew say her dad has sent them to collect her.

Meanwhile, the Trouble Dog and it’s small flotilla of refugee ships and the Trouble Dog’s own penitent sibling Adalwolf are fleeing from the Marble Armada’s onslaught and the increasing threat of hypervoid dragons. They hope that they can seek refuge or find a way to fight back in the area known as the Intrusion.

Throughout Light of Impossible Stars, as with the rest of the Embers of War series, we see our characters torn between duty, survival, personal whim and what is probably the right thing to do and different characters respond very differently. In a universe which is coming apart and there are no good choices, this feels like the essence of grimdark to me.

Just as was the case in Fleet of Knives, Light of Impossible Stars mixes things up with a brand new point of view character in Cordelia and she is both one of the most interesting characters in the whole trilogy and the most important to the plot.

Cordelia transitions from a destitute orphan to captain of a starship and plays a significant part in the conclusion of the book, which is an arc more significant than any experienced by any other participant in the series.

Some of our returning protagonists however seem almost passive. Sal Konstanz comes across well but almost wholly reactive to events. Now, that’s a realistic place to be when you’ve lost crewmates and your civilization is collapsing and you’re probably going to die but I feel like she’s lacking as a key protagonist. Of course, that might be the point – that you don’t always get a neat resolution or to steer your path much.

Along the way, we lose a few more of our crew and just as before, they go quickly and without much fanfare. The lack of a big death scene feels a bit unfair, but it is entirely in keeping with the themes of the book. Sometimes, you don’t get to say goodbye.

That balance of grittiness and the need to refuel and rearm, along with the fight against a seemingly implacable cosmic horror puts me in mind more than a little of Warhammer 40k, even in this space opera style book.

Nod is once again a delight and the view of the Druff homeworld is a piece of glorious world-building, as is the conception of the Plates. This sort of grand space opera imagery is certainly something that Powell excels in.

I was a little disappointed that morew was not made of Lucy, who as a seemingly human child who contains the combined consciousness of two ships, had wonderful potential to be enigmatic and vital but is almost an afterthought in Light of Impossible Stars.

Powell handles some controversial issues well, using them to hammer home the point that the disruption of war affects people in more ways than just loss and dislocation, but in the curtailment of choicers and self realisation.

My main criticism of Light of Impossible Stars is one that is endemic to space opera and that is the way that the finale seems to be over too soon and comes in a somewhat deus ex fashion. This conclusion seems unearned and a tad anticlimactic but is also fitting with the general theme of the series in that war is hell, life is unforgiving and you have to make the best of what is in front of you.

I loved what feels like a slight nod to Iain M. Banks in Trouble Dog’s final chapter which teases so much and could potentially have fixed some of my issues about characters lacking resolution. Maybe that’s another series to come in the future.

All in all, Light of Impossible Stars is a solid read that will appeal to fans of Iain M. Banks and Warhammer 40k and while it didn’t light me up quite as much as it’s predecessors, it’s a solid landing for an ambitious trilogy and well worth your time.

Three stars.

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EXCERPT: The Trouble with Peace by Joe Abercrombie

It’s no secret that our team and followers are massive fans of Joe Abercrombie, and as you can see from our review of A Little Hatred, our anticipation for The Trouble with Peace was palpable. The progression of not just the story, but the world created in The First Law has been an excellently refreshing way to carry the story forward with a cast of new, but familiar-feeling characters taking front of stage (and a few old favourites in the backdrop) driving this story forward.

You can also find another exclusive chapter from The Trouble with Peace over on Forbes, called A Sea of Trouble. Both carry spoilers for A Little Hatred, so trudge warily, traveller.

A Routine
An excerpt from The Trouble with Peace

Joe Abercrombie

“So… you’re happy here, then?”

Liddy laughed. There’d been weeks when Broad had hardly seen her smile. These days, she laughed all the time. “Gunnar, we lived in a cellar.”

“A stinking cellar,” said May, grinning, too. It was hard to imagine with the sunset streaming into their dining room through the three big windows.

“We ate peelings and drank from puddles,” said Liddy, forking another slice of meat onto Broad’s plate.

“We queued to shit in a hole,” said May.

Liddy winced. “Don’t say that.”

“I did it, didn’t I? Why fuss over saying so?”

“It’s the manner of expression I’m objecting to.” Liddy was getting to act like a proper lady and enjoying every moment. “But yes, we did it. Why wouldn’t we be happy now?” She pushed across the gravy jug. Broad had never guessed there was such a thing as a special kind of jug for gravy, let alone imagined he might own one.

He smiled, too. Made himself smile. “’Course. Why wouldn’t we be happy now?” He scooped up a forkful of peas, even managed to get a few in his mouth before they all fell off.

“You’re not much good with a fork,” said May.

Broad nudged his food around the plate with it. Just holding the damn thing made his hand hurt. Felt too delicate for his aching fingers. “You reach an age it’s hard to learn new ways, I reckon.”

“You’re too young to be stuck in the past.”

“I don’t know.” Broad frowned as he prodded at that slice of meat, a little blood seeping. “The past has a way of holding on.”

An awkward pause at that. “Tell us you’re staying home tonight,” said Liddy.

“Wish I could. Got to head over to the diggings.”

“At this time?”

“Won’t take long, I hope.” Broad set down his cutlery and stood. “Got to make sure the work keeps going.”

“Lady Savine can’t do without you, eh?”

May proudly puffed up her chest. “Told me she relies on him more and more.”

“Well, tell her she has to share you with your family.”

Broad snorted as he came around the table. “You bloody tell her.”

Liddy was still smiling as she tipped her face up, lips soft against his. She’d put weight on. They all had, since the lean times in Valbeck. She had that curve to her figure and that glow to her cheek she’d had when they first courted. That same smell she’d had when they first kissed. All that time passed, and he loved her just the same.

“Worked out all right,” she said, fingertips light on his cheek. “Didn’t it?”

“No thanks to me.” He had to talk around a lump in his throat. “I’m sorry. For all the trouble I brought—”

“That’s behind us,” said Liddy, firm. “We work for a fine lady now. No trouble here.”

“No,” said Broad. “No trouble.” And he trudged towards the door.

“Don’t work too hard, Da!” called May. When he looked back, she was smiling at him, and that smile caught at something. Like there was a hook in his chest and whatever she did tugged at it. He smiled back. Raised an awkward hand in farewell. Then he saw the tattoo on the back and jerked it down. Worked it into the cuff of his fine new jacket.

He made sure he shut the door firmly behind him.

Broad strode through a forest of flaking iron columns, across the darkened warehouse floor towards an island of lamplight, footfalls echoing in all that inky emptiness.

Halder stood with his arms folded and his face in shadow. He was one of those men who liked his silence. Bannerman leaned against a pillar near him, that cocky tilt to his hips. He was one of those men who always had too much to say.

Their guest sat in one of three battered old chairs, hands tied to the back, ankles to the legs. Broad stopped in front of him, frowning down. “You’re Gaunt?”

“I’m Gaunt.” Didn’t try to deny it, at least. Sometimes they did. Broad didn’t blame them.

“Funny name for him,” said Bannerman, looking at Gaunt like he was naught but a lump of clay. “’Cause he’s quite sturdy, really. Wouldn’t call him fat. But I wouldn’t call him gaunt.”

“Have some respect, eh?” said Broad as he took his jacket off. “We can do this without being disrespectful.”

“What difference does it make?”

Broad draped the jacket over the back of a chair and stroked the fine cloth flat with the side of his hand. “Makes some to me.”

“We’re not here to make friends.”

“I know why we’re here.” Broad met Bannerman’s eye, and held it till he licked his lips and looked away. Then he shifted the chair around so it faced Gaunt and sat. He pushed his lenses up his nose, then clasped his hands. He found it helped to have a routine. Like when he swept the brewery in Valbeck. Just a job to get done, like any other.

Gaunt watched him all the while. Scared eyes, of course. Sweat on his forehead. Determined, though. Tough man to break, most likely. But anything breaks if you squeeze it hard enough.

“My name’s Broad.” He saw Gaunt looking at the tattoo on the back of his hand. He let it hang there. “Used to be in the army.”

“We all did,” said Bannerman.

“You know who we work for now?”

Gaunt swallowed. “For Kort?”

“No.”

Gaunt swallowed again, harder. “For Savine dan Glokta.”

“That’s right. We hear you’ve been organising, Master Gaunt. We hear you’ve persuaded the workers to down tools.”

Bannerman made a disapproving tut, tut, tut noise with his tongue.

“Way things are in the diggings,” said Gaunt, “the hours they work and the pay they get, they didn’t need much persuading.”

Broad nudged his lenses down to rub at the sore bridge of his nose, then nudged them back up. “Look. You seem a decent man so I’m giving you every chance I can. But Lady Savine wants her canal finished. She’s paid for it. And I can tell you for a fact… it’s a bad idea to get between her and what she’s paid for. A bad idea.”

Gaunt leaned forward. Far as he could tied to the chair. “A lad died the other day. Crushed by a beam. Fourteen years old.” He strained around to glance up at Bannerman. “You know that?”

“I heard,” said Bannerman, and from the way he was looking at his nails, hadn’t cared a shit.

“It’s a damn shame.” Broad snapped his aching fingers to bring Gaunt’s eyes back to him. “The question is, how’s you getting crushed going to help him?”

Gaunt stuck his chin up, still defiant. Broad liked him. They could’ve been on the same side. He supposed they had been, not that long ago. “I can help the others. The likes of you wouldn’t understand.”

“I might surprise you. I was in Valbeck, brother, with the Breakers. Fought the good fight there. Thought I did, anyway. Before that, I was in Styria. Thought I fought the good fight there, too. Been fighting good fights all my life. You know what it’s got me?”

“Nothing?” said Bannerman.

Broad frowned up at him. “You love to spoil the punchline, don’t you?”

“You need some new material.”

“Daresay you’re right. Trouble with the good fight, I find… once the fight starts, the good stops.” Broad began rolling up his sleeves while he thought about what to say. Slowly. Carefully. Helped to have a routine. He told himself this was for May, and for Liddy. Wondered what they’d say if they knew about it and didn’t like the answer. That’s why they couldn’t know. Not ever.

“I’ve killed… I think… maybe fifty men. Maybe more. Prisoners, some of ’em. Just following orders, but… I did it, still. Kept a count at first, then I tried to lose count, but, well…” Broad looked down at the little patch of ground between Gaunt’s boots. “I’ll be honest, I was drunk for a lot of it. Drunk as I could get. Bit of a blur. I remember this one fellow, in the wars. Styrian, I guess, kept gabbling at me, and I hadn’t a clue what he was saying. I threw him off the wall. Wall of Musselia this was so, what, thirty strides high?” He glanced up at Halder. “You were at Musselia, weren’t you?”

Halder nodded. “Closer to twenty.”

“High enough, anyway. He hit this cart.” Broad stuck his hand into his ribs, trying to show where. “And it folded him right in half, sideways. Left him in a shape no living man should ever be. I mean, his feet were pointing backwards. He started making this noise.” Broad slowly shook his head. “I swear, it was the noise hell makes. And he wouldn’t stop. You see some shit out there. Changes the way you look at things.”

“It does,” said Halder.

Gaunt was staring at him. “You think that’s something to boast of?”

“Boast of?” Broad stared back, over the rims of his lenses, so Gaunt was just a sparkly blur in the lamplight. “Fuck, no. I wake up with the sweats. I cry, sometimes. In the quiet times. Don’t mind admitting it.”

“Me, too,” said Halder.

“I’m just… trying to get you to see.” And Broad nudged his lenses back up his nose, back into that little groove. “To see where this is going before we get there and find out… we really didn’t want to get there.” He winced. That’d come out all wrong. Wished he was better with words, but, being honest, words alone rarely got this kind of job done. Malmer had been a good talker. Look where he’d ended up. “What I’m trying to say—”

“Master Broad?”

He turned, surprised. There was a single light burning in the office, built up on columns at the back of the warehouse. A figure stood by the steps leading up to it. A woman’s figure, tall and slight and graceful.

Broad felt an ugly twist of fear in the pit of his stomach. Small women troubled him a lot more than big men these days.

“Just… hold on,” he said as he stood.

“He’s not going anywhere.” And Bannerman patted Gaunt on the side of his face and made him flinch.

“Respect.” Broad strode across the warehouse floor, footsteps echoing. “Not like it costs anything.”

It was Zuri. She looked worried, and that made him worried. She was about as hard to rattle as anyone Broad had ever met.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

She nodded up the steps towards the office. “Lady Savine is here.”

“She’s here now?”

“She wants to watch you work.” That sat there for a moment, between them, in the darkness. Doing it was one thing. He could tell himself he had to. Choosing to watch it was another. “Perhaps you could… persuade her not to?”

Broad winced. “If I could persuade people just by talking I wouldn’t have to persuade ’em the other way.”

“My scripture teacher used to say that those who strive and fail are as blessed as those who succeed.”

“That ain’t been my experience.”

“Trying cannot hurt.”

“That ain’t been my experience, either,” muttered Broad, following her up the steps.

From the door, Savine looked her usual, perfectly controlled self. Close up in the lamplight, he could tell something was wrong. There was a sore pinkness around the rims of her nostrils, an eager brightness to her eyes, a strand of hair stray from her wig. Then he spotted the streak of faint stains on her jacket, as shocking as no clothes at all might’ve been on someone else.

“Lady Savine,” he said. “Sure you want to be here for this?”

“Your concern is ever so sweet, but I have a strong stomach.”

“I don’t doubt it. I’m not thinking o’ you.” He dropped his voice. “Truth is, you bring out the worst in me.”

“Your problem, Master Broad, is you confuse your best with your worst. I need work to continue on the canal first thing tomorrow. First thing. I need it open and making me money.” She snarled the last word, teeth bared, her fury setting his heart thumping. She was a head shorter than him. He’d have been shocked if she was half his weight. But she still scared him. Not because of what she might do. Because of what she might get him to do. “Now make it happen, there’s a darling.”

Broad glanced over at Zuri, her black eyes gleaming in the darkness. “We all are fingers on God’s hand,” she murmured, with a sorry shrug.

He looked down at his own hand, knuckles aching as he slowly curled it into a fist. “If you say so.”

Broad strode back across the warehouse floor, footsteps echoing, towards that pool of light. He told himself he was trying to look eager. To act the part. But he’d never been much of an actor. The truth was he couldn’t wait to get there.

Gaunt saw something in Broad’s eye, maybe. He twisted in his chair, like he could twist away from what was coming. But neither of them could. “Now wait a—”

Broad’s tattooed fist thudded into his ribs. The chair rocked back and Bannerman caught it, shoved it forward again. Broad’s other fist sank into Gaunt’s other side and twisted him, eyes bulging. He stayed like that, quivering, face turning purple, for a moment. He got one little wheezing breath in before he puked.

It spattered in his lap, spattered the warehouse floor, and Bannerman stepped back, frowning down at his shiny new boots. “Oh, we got a gusher.”

Took an effort, not to keep punching. Took an effort, for Broad to keep some kind of grip on himself and speak. When he did, it was strange how calm his voice sounded. “Time’s up on the civilised approach. Bring him out.”

Halder came from the darkness, dragging someone with him. A young lad, roped up, gurgling into a gag.

“No,” croaked Gaunt as Halder shoved the lad down and Bannerman started tying him to a chair. “No, no,” a string of drool still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

“A man can take a lot, when he thinks he’s fighting the good fight. I know that.” Broad rubbed gently at his knuckles. “But seeing it done to your child? That’s something else.”

The lad stared around, tears tracking his face. Broad wished he could have a drink. He could almost taste it, on his tongue. A drink made everything easier. Easier at the time, anyway. Harder afterwards. He pushed the thought away.

“Doubt I’ll be boasting ’bout this, either.” Broad checked his sleeves were rolled up right. That seemed important, for some reason. “But when you toss it into all the other shit I done, it hardly even shifts the level.”

He glanced up towards the office. Maybe he’d been hoping Savine would be waving at him to stop. But there was no one there. Just the light, to say she was watching. A man has to be able to stop himself. Broad had never been any good at that. He turned back.

“I’d like to get home.”

He took his lenses off, tucked them into his shirt pocket and the lamplit faces all turned to smudges.

“But we’ve got all night if we need it.”

The lad’s fear, and Gaunt’s horror, and Bannerman’s carelessness, made muddy blurs Broad could hardly tell one from another.

“I need you to imagine… the state you two will be in by then.”

The lad’s chair squealed on the warehouse floor as Broad shifted it to just the spot he wanted it.

“Daresay you’ll both be making that noise soon.”

Tweaked his sleeves one more time. Routine, routine, routine.

“The one hell makes.”

Broad knew how he’d have felt, if he’d been tied helpless in one chair and May in the other. That was why he was pretty sure it’d work.

“There’ll be no strike!” gasped Gaunt. “There’ll be no strike!”

Broad straightened up, blinking. “Oh, that’s good news.” Didn’t feel like good news. Deep down inside it felt like quite the disappointment. It was an effort, to make his fists unclench. An effort, to take the lenses from his shirt pocket, hook them back over his ears. Too delicate for his aching fingers. “Your son’ll stay with us, though, just to make sure you don’t have a change of heart.”

The lad wriggled as Bannerman dragged him back across the warehouse floor into the darkness.

“Respect!” called Broad, carefully rolling his sleeves down.

Important to have a routine.

Our review of The Trouble with Peace

Our reviewer James loved The Trouble with Peace. It hit all the right spots for both Abercrombie fans and fans of grimdark fantasy. 

A masterwork of grimdark fantasy by an author who is one of the finest the genre has to offer.

Check out the review of The Trouble with Peace, here.

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REVIEW: From Cold Ashes Risen by Rob J. Hayes

All good trilogies come to an end. It’s something that we are sad to see, yet we can’t turn away from that final entry in a series even if we wanted to. From Cold Ashes Risen is no different. We’ve come a long way in the saga of Eskara Helsene and while we can’t wait to see how it turns out, it’s a bit bittersweet that it will be over soon. And in the case of our narrator, Eska, a little scary too.

“I could feel the fear, and it was delicious.”

In my review of The Lessons Never Learned by Rob J. Hayes, I made a comparison to The Empire Strikes Back, in that as a middle-of-trilogy installment, it was a somewhat uncommon occurrence that it didn’t lag in the middle. In many (if not all) ways, Empire was the best of the (original) Lucas trilogy, and I felt that Lessons could be that in The War Eternal.

I was half right. My original comparison holds, as Lessons did not feel bloated and boring as some middle books do in trilogies. But I can’t honestly say it was the best of the three. I think now that the final book, From Cold Ashes Risen might take that title.

Probably because there were no Ewoks.

Silly comparisons aside though, Hayes has created quite the satisfying trilogy from beginning to end. Starting with Along the Razor’s Edge and continuing through The Lessons Never Learned and finally closing it up with From Cold Ashes Risen, Hayes tells a three part epic where each installment stands on its own equally and builds on the others.

“Belmorose said: There are just two reasons for torturing a person. The first is to acquire vital information that would otherwise be withheld. The second is because you’re a sadistic fuck who likes to inflict pain.”

Eskara Helsene is out of her Pit prison, and she’s survived her disastrous assault on the floating (in place) “dead” city of Do’shan though taken heavy losses. Her surviving friends have grievous wounds and her one true love has died at her hand. It’s all they can do to rest for a time and lick their wounds, while the rage builds within Eska.

“How could she claim to love me as I loved her, and yet force me to be the instrument of her death?”

It is time for Eska to reassess and determine how she is going to not only survive but get her vengeance on those that brought her to this pain. Her friends counsel for peace, but she is having none of it.

“I would wager most tragedies could be avoided by listening to the words of those who preach pacifism. Unfortunately, they tend to preach it at a much lower volume than those who preach war.”

Not only does Eska have revenge in mind, but her targets are quite powerful: The Emperor of Terralan himself, as well as the traitor which caused the downfall of her own nation, The Iron Legion himself, Loran Orran. Broken and defeated as she is, Eska has the tools to bounce back and pursue her dark goals. She has Sources, power promised by a Djinn in return for his freedom, and her darkest secret, the “demon” Ssserakis, the ancient horror linked to her body and mind.

In this trilogy, Hayes has not only given us a lot of grimdark action, twists, and turns, but provided the readers with a study in character growth of a woman as she grows from being a scared young girl to a powerful sorcerer. It’s great insight into one that would be a villain in many stories, as Eska is in her own from time to time, to be honest. But her tale is told from her perspective, and while she clearly states that she is not making excuses for her actions or behavior, she is showing the reasons behind what she’s done. This doesn’t make her heroic and might not make her villainous. What it does make her, is human. As such, this is a satisfying tale for this reader upon its conclusion. I felt that I learned as much about Eska as she did about herself.

“Heroes and villains are for stories. In the world outside of songs and books, we are all just people.”

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REVIEW: Fleet of Knives by Gareth L. Powell

The second novel in the Embers of War series, Fleet of Knives continues in the same vein as its predecessor, where it skirts the edge of military science fiction and full blown space opera.

In the aftermath of the Archipelago War and the climactic events in the Gallery, the Trouble Dog and her crew continue to serve the House of Reclamation and help the stranded and endangered ships of the Generality. Meanwhile, Ona Sudak is awaiting execution for her part in the atrocity which ended the Archipelago war, until the titular Fleet of Knives which emerged at the end of Embers of War says it wants her as it’s human admiral.

Confusingly, the titular Fleet of Knives is more often referred to as the Marble Armada for the rest of the series in what I assume is more of an editorial decision that Fleet of Knives made a better book title.

Meanwhile, Johnny Schultz and his crew of the salvage ship, Lucy’s Ghost are looking to pick over the bones of an ancient alien derelict. The problem is that they get attacked by something in the hypervoid and find themselves stranded on the derelict, pursued by some voracious predators.

As the Trouble Dog races to rescue them, rumours that the Fleet of Knives has decided to save humanity from war by forcibly disarming and removing their ability to fare between stars reaches the crew…

Fleet of Knives mixes up the formula from its predecessor by adding the crew of the Lucy’s Ghost, most notably Johnny Schulz, Riley Addison and Lucy herself. Their coming together in adversity and flight from the unforeseen alien monsters mirrors Sudak’s flight through the Brain in the previous book but with a distinctly more horrific aspect almost reminiscent of Alien.

It also juxtaposes the atmosphere on the Trouble Dog and the personal horror contrasts neatly with the more galactic scale of the other main plot thread.

The familiar characters – Sal Konstanz, Trouble Dog, Preston, Alva & Nod all add a little more depth over the course of Fleet of Knives but possibly the biggest shift comes from Ona Sudak who goes from unwilling protagonist to full blown antagonist at top speed.

Distinct and deep characterisation remains a weakness in Fleet of Knives with the book hinging more on events and setting than the people involved being especially compelling. That said, there’s a lot of little nods to deeper characters and the story barrels along at such a pace that you hardly have breath to wonder what their motivations are.

Once again, the prose is delightful, especially when dealing with the wondrous otherness of the galaxy and the close third person viewpoint in the head of major characters helps to point the camera where it needs to be rather than spending too much time staring out of the window being thoughtful.

I absolutely adore every chapter written from Trouble Dog or Nod’s perspective. They tend to be short, but they’re arguably the most evocative parts of the book.

Fleet of Knives more than lives up to Embers of War and manages to avoid the trap of many second parts of trilogies by being a compelling story in it’s own right and not just a bridge to the final act.

Highly recommended for fans of Iain M. Banks or the Expanse.

Four stars.

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REVIEW: The Living Dead by George A. Romero and Daniel Kraus

The Living Dead, George A. Romero’s newly released final work, shows why he was a legend in the horror industry. His work defined the genre and influenced the next generation of horror filmmakers, horror writers, and zombified horror lovers. We have stories like Mira Grant’s Newsflesh series, The Girl With All The Gifts by Mike Carey, and World War Z by Max Brooks because of his work. In the new generation of horror writers, zombies’ ideas have changed and grown: do they shuffle, run fast, eat your brains, or come together in a mob. 

But the concept remains the same; it is man vs. the unknown or supernatural. And, zombies are just that, entirely outside of the human condition. Something is born, lives, and then dies. It is usually the natural order of things. Through Romero’s extensive zombie catalog of both screen and novels, I always feel like his primary question is, “But what if things didn’t just die but came back as other? What does that mean for society and humanity at large?” I think that is why zombies as an antagonist are such a successful thing. It goes against everything humans know and understand, and that by itself is terrifying. 

“Now the vulture has eaten the dove, the wolf has eaten the lamb; the lion has devoured the sharp-horned buffalo; man has killed the lion with the arrow, with the sword, with the powder; but the Horla will make man into what we made the horse and the steer: his thing, his servant and his food, by the simple power of his will. Our woe is upon us.” —Guy de Maupassant, The Horla

Sadly, Romero did not live to see his final work finished and published. It was picked up by best selling author Daniel Kraus to pull together from the existing writing and notes and complete the task. Not a small job to be sure with its size and gravitas. With Kraus’s writing skill, The Living Dead turned into an amalgamation of both their voices that complemented each other and melded into a strong narrative. 

The book begins with an outbreak of a sort on 11/23. We do not get the why of things or much of a “before.” We start with the descent into societal chaos and madness where the dead have begun fighting their body bags like a moth battles its chrysalis. It is a terrifying visual. In one of the first scenes, a morgue where two forensic scientists are working on a recently deceased John Doe. The scientists, Luis and Charleen, are startled when the partially flayed body throws itself off the medical examining table and slowly begins dragging its body toward Luis. 

“The dull light that had animated John Doe’s white eyes dimmed. The body sagged to the floor, limp as a steak, except for the head, which was still noosed in computer cables. Bloody drool, the last thing John Doe would ever offer, skimmed down a power cord.”

As if these risings are led by a conductor, hell is breaking loose all across the world, and bodies are rising at once. Screams are heard. Cars are crashing. The dead are rising, with only one hunger, and that is for humans flesh. 

Structure wise, The Living Dead is a series of character vignettes. Each character has what amounts to a short story about their initial experiences with the zombie rising. Some are longer than others, but mostly we get an in-depth look into these character’s reactions. But, I spent a lot of time when reading this mammoth of a book attempting to figure out why all these characters were necessary. Don’t get me wrong; there are many interesting characters we learn a lot about. For instance, we have Greer, an African American high school student living in a trailer park. Ghouls trap her in the trailer and try to eat her. We have Chuck Corso, a vain journalist, stuck in a newsroom trying to get the news out for as long as possible. We learn why he is arrogant and how that vanity played out in his life pre-zombies. He goes through an epiphany at the newsdesk, realizing that narcissism is not as important as information. And, my favorite scenes take place on an aircraft carrier. You could imagine what that looks like—the dead wreaking havoc on a floating city. 

There are more essential viewpoints scattered throughout the book. Some are long and some just a few pages—all designed to paint a grim picture of humanity’s final days. However, one of the quibbles I have with this story is that even though we have multiple viewpoints and over a 15-year timeframe, none of it felt cohesive. Why are we reading about this character? Why is this character’s experience highlighted, and what part do they play in the grand scheme of things? There are obvious similarities to Stephen King’s The Stand. Both are character-heavy end of the world type stories. Both start with character vignettes. But, where The Living Dead goes from the apocalypse, a sharp demarcation line, and then 15 years later, The Stand incorporates each character’s journey in meeting the other ones on a destination to the end of the story. There is a solid middle of that story, and this middle solidified why these characters are essential and what role they play. The Living Dead does not do that, not really, and I found that to be a missed opportunity and would have increased the story’s cohesion. 

That being said, The Living Dead does make some small attempts at showing some of the story’s middles and how the characters got from point A to point Z. This is done in the form of interviews written and kept for posterity. The interviews attempt to fill in the blanks, but it didn’t explain many the whys? Why did everyone end up where they did? Maybe the middle wasn’t necessary for this narrative because it was a lot of darkness and struggle. The authors tried to explain how everything happened, but I never felt like that was very clear, and I am still not sure. I don’t completely understand how the zombie plague occurred.   

Another quibble I have is that this book is overly long. The detail that Kraus and Romero put in is both enjoyable and, at times, wholly unnecessary. Again, we get to the question of why. I have thoughts on why this may have happened. A lot of this novel is written from notes from Romero. Maybe, Kraus wanted to use EVERYTHING that Romero had written. I am not saying that the pacing was off or anything because of its length. The Living Dead kept up breakneck pacing through much of the book. But it was a lot of breakneck pacing, and after the first 500 pages or so, it got a bit exhausting. 

“.. keep fighting, keep surviving until the end.”

Even with both of the quibbles, it was still an exciting and well-written zombie book. It is a perfect farewell from the horror master, George Romero, and undoubtedly will become part of the zombie enthusiast’s lexicon. It is right up there with other zombie titles. Kraus did a solid job distilling Romero’s ideas and breaking them into usable parts, even if those parts were numerous and vast. It has the same flair as many of Romero’s movies, but we have a deeper understanding of the characters with its character-focused writing. More then we could ever have from a two-hour film. All in all, The Living Dead is a celebration of Romero and his influence on modern horror, and we horror enthusiasts are better for having this book in the world. 

Thank you for everything, George. We will miss you. 

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