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July 3, 2019
#IWSG – Trait Train
Created and hosted by
the Ninja Captain himself, Alex
J. Cavanaugh, theInsecure Writer’s Support Groupmonthly
blog post is here again – and so am I, insecure or maybe just ashamed.
Ashamed as my writing in June has been minimal: a few book reviews and my piece for the #JUNE #WEP/IWSG CHALLENGE – since the last IWSG monthly post. My excuse is that I’m still wading through a backlog of emails that fills up like sand. Or is it my forays into Greece that distract?
Anyway, on to the question.
July 3 question:
What personal traits have you written into your character(s)?
At first glance: none directly. My characters are somewhat
different from me in terms of profession and in some cases gender. Those
factors make their central distinguishing traits distinct from mine, although my
protagonists tend to be tenacious – a trait in me that is stubborn if something
needs to be done. Dogged.
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I’m not my current MC, Sparkle Anwyl – even if Wales is
where my heart is – but I admire the traits that make her a good detective. Her
mind games like her mnemonics are a method I use to overcome the memory problems
associated with multiple sclerosis. Mnemonics preceded Sparkle, but is it a
trait?
No more than sneaking in horses where I can. That’s just a
result of my last career move – equestrian journalist. Yes, I had to be dogged
and focused for that. And Sparkle must stop her mind from pursuing rabbit
holes. Focus.
I have snuck in a journalist or two. But careers are not
traits, even if I use mine. I made Carly Tanner, the heroine of my equestrian
mystery ‘Spiral of Hooves’ a staunch organic farming advocate. Organic
food is a personal passion and drove an earlier career.
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But maybe there is a trait there – a fervent commitment to a
cause, whether green issues, horses, or justice. Fervour.
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Even Norman, the protagonist of ‘Wyrm Bait’ – an unpublished
gaming mystery – had a strange type of ‘dogged and focused fervour’ in the way
he pursues the game objectives, the mystery girl from his game, and the
antagonists. I suspect I wrote more of me into Norm than I would admit.
Now where did I bury that old wyrm-chewed manuscript?
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are Erika Beebe, Natalie Aguirre, Jennifer Lane, MJ Fifield, Lisa Buie-Collard, and Ellen @ The
Cynical Sailor!
(I so admire these guys as I know they have commitments too. Ticker-tape applause, please.)
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July 1, 2019
The Alice Network – a review
It’s frustrating as I’m still behind with my book reviews as
my reading continues to be faster than my writing. However, I’m ahead in my 2019 Goodreads
Challenge– 21 books now read from my target
of 35.
As for reviews, this follows my review of The
Huntress – my belated introduction to the brilliant Kate Quinn. I still
have six more outstanding reviews as I finished reading another novel as I
wrote that last review.
Oh well, I’m further behind reading emails so can’t panic –
yet. So, onto the review.
The Alice Network
By Kate Quinn
Narrated by: Saskia Maarleveld
In an enthralling new historical novel from
national bestselling author Kate Quinn, two women – a female spy recruited to
the real-life Alice Network in France during World War I and an unconventional
American socialite searching for her cousin in 1947 – are brought together in a
mesmerizing story of courage and redemption.
1947. In the chaotic aftermath of World War II, American college
girl Charlie St. Clair is pregnant, unmarried, and on the verge of being thrown
out of her very proper family. She’s also nursing a desperate hope that her
beloved cousin Rose, who disappeared in Nazi-occupied France during the war,
might still be alive. So when Charlie’s parents banish her to Europe to have
her “little problem” taken care of, Charlie breaks free and heads to
London, determined to find out what happened to the cousin she loves like a
sister.
1915. A year into the Great War, Eve Gardiner burns to join the fight
against the Germans and unexpectedly gets her chance when she’s recruited to
work as a spy. Sent into enemy-occupied France, she’s trained by the
mesmerizing Lili, the “Queen of Spies”, who manages a vast network of
secret agents right under the enemy’s nose.
Thirty years later, haunted by the betrayal that ultimately tore apart the
Alice Network, Eve spends her days drunk and secluded in her crumbling London
house. Until a young American barges in uttering a name Eve hasn’t heard in
decades, and launches them both on a mission to find the truth … no matter
where it leads.
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Review 5 stars
I bought the Audible version of ‘The Alice Network’
after reading Kate Quinn’s ‘The Huntress’ so knew I had to read
more by this talented writer.
I was not disappointed. We weren’t…
My wife and I listened transfixed, not wanting to pause the
excellent narration or the flow of crafted words. Kate Quinn at her best and deserving
many more stars.
From the tantalising opening in 1947 with pregnant,
unmarried, American college girl
Charlie St. Clair remembering her beloved cousin Rose, we were pulled into this
intricately crafted tale that spans two World Wars. Rose disappeared in
Nazi-occupied France during WWII, but the key might be Eve Gardiner, who is haunted
by the betrayal that ultimately tore apart the Alice Network of secret agents,
thirty years earlier during WWI.
Eve was sent into enemy-occupied France and was trained by
the mesmerizing Lili, the “Queen of Spies,” who uses the pseudonym of
Alice Dubois – hence the network’s name. Her story and her memories of that
period are woven into the ongoing story once Eve and Rose meet – well, a clash
of opposites…experiences versus youthful recklessness. A clash that needs to be
resolved.
After the betrayal during
WWI, Eve escaped into drink, but in1947, Charlie persuades her – mentioning a significant
name, René Bordelon – to embark on a mission to find the truth … no matter
where it leads. During that journey, we gradually discover more about Charlie’s
relationship with Rose, and more about Eve as she recounts her traumatic career
as a spy.
Two other
characters play vital roles in that ‘present day’ story: Finn Kilgore, the Scotsman
and ex-soldier who looks after Eve. The second character proves to be his Lagonda
LG6 in which he drives Eve around and then in which he takes Eve and Charlie on
their mission of discovery. Finn obsesses about the car, nurses it through its mechanical
problems – but he is a mechanic and more. Plus, he is the second Scotsman in Eve’s
life – the first, Captain Cameron recruited her as a secret agent.
How Eve’s
relationship with Cameron is resolved parallels Charlie’s involvement with
Finn. One of many parallels and contrasts between the two women that weave
through the book. Not least René Bordelon, the antagonist that ties together
all the evils of both wars – even if he attempts to justify himself.
René is as complex
as the other main characters. Cultured or at least coveting the trappings he acquires
or desires. His favourite poet – he quotes him obsessively – Baudelaire adds
a clever twist in what Lili calls her spies. A phrase echoed by Eve.
“Fleurs du mal,” Eve heard herself saying, and shivered.
“What?”
“Baudelaire. We are not flowers to be plucked and shielded, Captain. We are flowers who flourish in evil.”
Lili is another complex character and Eve’s mentor, friend
and confidante. Lili, whose real name is revealed as Louise de Bettignies, was
an actual person as was her Alice Network. This true-life story is skilfully told
from Eve’s point of view and impacts on the unfolding novel, changing lives
over time.
On first meeting Eve – through Charlie’s eyes – she doesn’t
appear to be anything like the young determined woman who becomes a spy in
1915. In other novels, I would suspect not – and there have been great examples
of switched identities. But not here. Kate Quinn shows how and why the young
Eve became the embittered drunk – and yet there are plenty of glimmers of the
young Eve under the surface.
Thus, I understood her brief appearance in ‘The Huntress’
– although I hadn’t known who she was.
“She used to do something unbelievably vague in British intelligence, and people like that are rather good at observing things.”
However, I will say no more about such meetings. There are so
many tragic twists as the tale unfolds and I won’t spoil them. Just believe me
when I say this story is brilliant – great writing and excellent narration.
Narrated by Saskia Maarleveld, this Audible
version was an engaging listen. Saskia is able to make every character
distinctive – helped by the first-class writing. She brings emotion and pacing
to her narration that earns her five stars. Now we’ve finished listening to ‘The
Alice Network’, we will listen to the author’s excellent ‘The Huntress’
as they share the same superb narrator.
Five-star recommend doesn’t do ‘The Alice Network’
justice. So, I’m handing the last few sentences to a talented author whose
research is meticulous.
“Clearly, women in active fighting zones unsettled their contemporaries, but they still left a legacy behind. Girls of the ’30s and ’40s joined the SOE to train as spies against the Nazis because they had been inspired by books and stories about women like Louise de Bettignies—and they weren’t inspired by her feminine graces. They were inspired by her courage, her toughness, and her unflinching drive, just as I imagined Charlie being inspired by Eve’s. Such women were fleurs du mal indeed—with steel, with endurance, and with flair, they thrived in evil and inspired others in doing so.”
― Kate Quinn talking about The Alice Network
Story – five stars
Setting/World-building
– five stars
Characters – five
stars
Authenticity –
five stars
Structure – five
stars
Narration – five
stars
Editing – five stars
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And if you are
interested to read more about The Alice Network: https://www.readinggroupguides.com/reviews/the-alice-network
AND
https://www.bookcompanion.com/the_alice_network_links2.html
And for the real Louise
de Bettignies: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Louise_de_Bettignies
June 26, 2019
The Huntress – a review
I’m still behind with my book reviews as my reading continues
to be faster than my writing. However, I’m ahead in my 2019
Goodreads Challenge– 20 books read from my target of
35.
As for reviews, this will be my ninth Cloak
and Dagger review of 2019; with two more to review. Plus, four
more outstanding reviews outside the genre.
This may not be trad-crime,
but this novel did feel like a thriller to me – with war crimes from the
opening page.
The Huntress
by Kate Quinn
From the author of the New York
Times and USA Today bestselling novel, THE ALICE NETWORK,
comes another fascinating historical novel about a battle-haunted English
journalist and a Russian female bomber pilot who join forces to track the
Huntress, a Nazi war criminal gone to ground in America.
In the aftermath of war, the hunter becomes the hunted…
Bold and fearless, Nina Markova always dreamed of flying. When the Nazis attack
the Soviet Union, she risks everything to join the legendary Night Witches, an
all-female night bomber regiment wreaking havoc on the invading Germans. When
she is stranded behind enemy lines, Nina becomes the prey of a lethal Nazi
murderess known as the Huntress, and only Nina’s bravery and cunning will keep
her alive.
Transformed by the horrors he witnessed from Omaha Beach to the Nuremberg
Trials, British war correspondent Ian Graham has become a Nazi hunter. Yet one
target eludes him: a vicious predator known as the Huntress. To find her, the
fierce, disciplined investigator joins forces with the only witness to escape
the Huntress alive: the brazen, cocksure Nina. But a shared secret could derail
their mission unless Ian and Nina force themselves to confront it.
Growing up in post-war Boston, seventeen-year-old Jordan McBride is determined
to become a photographer. When her long-widowed father unexpectedly comes homes
with a new fiancée, Jordan is thrilled. But there is something disconcerting
about the soft-spoken German widow. Certain that danger is lurking, Jordan
begins to delve into her new stepmother’s past—only to discover that there are
mysteries buried deep in her family . . . secrets that may threaten all Jordan
holds dear.
In this immersive, heart-wrenching story, Kate Quinn illuminates the
consequences of war on individual lives, and the price we pay to seek justice
and truth.
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Review 5 stars
From this novel’s opening with the Huntress deciding to move
into the shadows, I was engrossed in the story, the characters, settings, the
history and Kate Quinn’s writing.
I was in awe of the writing throughout and discovered another
wonderful author to follow. I could see everything unfold as we were introduced
to the main players. The novel is told through the senses of three POVs – if
you don’t count that brief tempting glimpse into the head of the Huntress in
the Prologue.
First, seventeen-year-old
Jordan McBride who’s determined to become a photographer post-WWII and is inspired
by the likes of Margaret Bourke-White – one of my heroines. She is pleased when
her widowed father, who owns a Boston antiques shop, forms a relationship with
Austrian widow Annelise Weber – but she is also suspicious. Suspicions that are
heightened and dismissed or disproved but stirred up again.
Then, in 1950s West
Germany, the reader meets British war correspondent Ian Graham who has become a
Nazi hunter, aided by Tony Rodomovky, a ‘Yank’ with Polish-Hungarian blood. But
other people want to move on from focusing on Nazi crimes, especially the
judges – the focus has shifted onto the ‘Commies’. However, for Ian, finding
the elusive Huntress is personal – a reveal not rushed by the author.
Finally, we are in harsh and remote Siberia, where my
favourite character, Nina Markova
needs to escape her father. Facing tough prospects if she remains, she risks
everything to join the legendary Night Witches, an all-female night bomber
regiment that wreaked havoc on the invading Germans. Friendships and more are
forged amid a terrible struggle to survive a gritty and vicious war.
The research for
this character was impressive and I applaud Kate Quinn’s ability to blend fact
with an emotional and riveting story. The focus is on the regiment, but Stalin’s
cruel regime lurks in the shadows. Nina must manoeuvre between the two despotic
forces and carve out a life – with a razor in her oversize boots.
This book, those
remarkable aviators, and this character propelled me down a ‘Night Witches
rabbit hole’ – and added to my reading list.
The three
lives/plotlines gradually weave together, with their different timelines
merging. The author doesn’t rush this process but crafts it with domino-events that
build. I loved the use of drip reveals. Especially as to how Nina
encounters Ian and Tony. Only one of
those men is a Russian speaker, and that is a tasty device – one that had me
re-reading parts of the book with a grin while writing this review.
The novel uses its
various settings from Siberia to Massachusetts to enhance the action and the
characters. For instance, lakes play a central role for all three main
characters. And to the Huntress whose haven was Lake Rusalka in Poland.
But which of the well-portrayed
characters will prove to be the rusalka – a lethal, malevolent water spirit? They
are all intricate in their traits and their backstories, yet there are no road-hump
info dumps.
The detail was balanced, whether about the main or
supporting cast. There was even a brief appearance by a character from ‘The
Alice Network’ – although I hadn’t read Kate Quinn’s previous novel at
the time. But I nodded when I met her again.
Anyway, the plotlines in ‘The Huntress’ merge, building towards a confrontation that could go different ways – depending on how the complexity of the personalities impacts on events. Revenge can depend on experiences, on abilities. As can justice. So, what can happen and will it? A memorable ending is set up with care. Maybe, there was a dip before that point, and I wanted a faster resolution. Or was I sharing the frustration of being a Nazi hunter? Or do characters need spaces to build their futures?
In summary, I enjoyed the clever plotlines, the complex characters,
significant settings, excellent research and writing style so much I want more
A book that’s hard to forget – not that I want to. In fact,
I look forward to listening to the Audible version – now I’ve finished
listening to the author’s equally engrossing ‘The Alice Network’
and they share a superb narrator.
Story – five stars
Setting/World-building
– five stars
Characters – five
stars
Authenticity –
five stars
Structure – five
stars
Readability – five
stars
Editing – five
stars
June 13, 2019
Black Dove, White Raven – a review
After choosing Elizabeth Wein’s Code Name Verity as my top read in 2018, I have read – well, listened to two more
of her novels on Audible. I was not disappointed.
After listening to The Pearl Thief, I moved on to another Elizabeth Wein novel
– historical but not a mystery in the strict sense. I’m also reading her
non-fiction account of Russian airwomen in WWII – A Thousand Sisters.
But let’s head to
Ethiopia.
Black Dove, White
Raven
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A story of
survival, subterfuge, espionage, and identity.
Emilia and Teo’s lives changed in a fiery, terrifying instant when a bird
strike brought down the plane their stunt pilot mothers were flying. Teo’s
mother died immediately, but Em’s survived, determined to raise Teo according
to his late mother’s wishes—in a place where he won’t be discriminated against
because of the color of his skin. But in 1930s America, a white woman raising a
black adoptive son alongside a white daughter is too often seen as a threat.
Seeking a home where her children won’t be held back by ethnicity or gender,
Rhoda brings Em and Teo to Ethiopia, and all three fall in love with the
beautiful, peaceful country. But that peace is shattered by the threat of war
with Italy, and teenage Em and Teo are drawn into the conflict. Will their
devotion to their country, its culture and people, and each other be their
downfall or their salvation?
In the tradition of her award-winning and bestselling Code Name Verity,
Elizabeth Wein brings us another thrilling and deeply affecting novel that
explores the bonds of friendship, the resilience of young pilots, and the
strength of the human spirit.
Review 4.4 stars
After I was bowled over by the brilliance of Elizabeth
Wein’s Code Name Verity, I had to
read another of Wein’s novels – and was not disappointed. Black Dove, White
Raven was another enjoyable tale, sympathetically narrated by Lauren
Saunders and Maanuv Thiara.
Flying is a major thread to the novel and the author
captures that – not surprising for a writer with a private pilot’s licence; and
I’m already engrossed in her non-fiction book about Soviet airwomen in WWII.
However, at the heart of the story is the unfolding lives of
best friends, Em and Teo brought up together after Teo’s mother Delia dies when
the plane their stunt pilot mothers – Black Dove & White Raven – were
flying crashes. Em’s mother Rhoda survives and takes the children to Ethiopia
away from the prejudice of 1930s America. Delia dreamt of going to the country
as Teo’s late father was from there.
Weing vividly portrays the attitudes towards a white woman with her own white daughter and an adopted black son in the USA and in Ethiopia. The latter might seem more accepting but has other issues being addressed – an added challenge for Rhoda and Em’s Quaker upbringing – and the reader is confronted with these through the eyes of the kids as they become teens.
The children adopt their mother’s stunt names for the
characters in the stories they create. These fantasy tales become the basis of
their diaries which form the structure of the novel, alternating from Em to Teo
and back. When they start to fly as passengers then pilots, the POVs take on
the form of flight logs as well as diary entries. But they are never dry,
instead each adds to the characterisation of the siblings.
Wein cleverly weaves other details into these accounts, so
the reader/listener learns about Ethiopia as Rhoda and her family do. I knew a
bit about the country and its history, but this novel added to my knowledge – the
author does comprehensive research for her novels.
Alongside Em and Teo, the reader is given a complex portrait
of Rhoda, who must adapt to raising her late friend’s son alongside her daughter
in a new country with fresh challenges. Rhoda is forced to juggle everything to
keep the family together and safe. The supporting characters, from the
Ethiopians on the coffee farm and in the towns to the Italians like Em’s father,
are well portrayed.
While Em discovers her background early in her life, she
doesn’t meet her Italian father until she is older. Teo is also confronted with
his Ethiopian parentage as the family unravels the mystery of the country – and
the ties to the man his uncle works for. This discovery adds tension and
intrigue that keeps the tale moving. Although Teo finds some resolution, the
ending left me wanting more answered.
But this is the brink of the Second World War, so everything
is becoming uncertain. Perhaps there will be a sequel with Em and Teo.
Ethiopia was one of the tragic prequels to WWII. Everyone is
becoming aware of the Italian military on the borders. Mussolini has ambitions.
Fascism is on the rise and war seems inevitable. This impacts on the lives of
Rhoda, the teens and the people around them.
Which side will Rhoda choose? Has she a choice? Can the under-dogs
soar above the war? The author paints a contrast between the relative idylls of
the early years in Ethiopia and the country and lives torn about by the
conflict. However, relative idylls as there are hints and future tensions in those
quieter years.
Black Dove, White Raven was not up there with Code
Name Verity as there are moments where the tension dips, and the tale drags.
In part perhaps because of the diary approach, in part from having two calendars
– the Gregorian and the Ethiopian one – for every chapter, and from the extended
timeline – linear and tied to real events. And the ending left unanswered
questions.
But still this earns four stars and was a good listen. On to
another engrossing Wein book.
Story – four stars
Setting/World-building
– five stars
Characters – four
stars
Authenticity –
five stars
Structure – four
stars
Narration – five
stars
Editing – four
stars
June 6, 2019
The Frame-Up – a review
Today, I intended to review a book from my backlog – six are
left from March-May – but I read faster than I write.
Rather than add another book to my backlog and forget its
essence, here’s my thoughts fresh from my head.
The Frame-Up
(The Golden
Arrow #1)
By day she writes
comic books. By night, she lives them.
MG Martin lives and breathes geek culture. She even works as a writer for the
comic book company she idolized as a kid. But despite her love of hooded
vigilantes, MG prefers her comics stay on the page.
But when someone in LA starts recreating crime scenes from her favorite comic
book, MG is the LAPD’s best—and only—lead. She recognizes the golden arrow left
at the scene as the calling card of her favorite comic book hero. The thing
is…superheroes aren’t real. Are they?
When the too-handsome-for-his-own-good Detective Kildaire asks for her comic
book expertise, MG is more than up for the adventure. Unfortunately, MG has
a teeny little tendency to not follow rules. And her
off-the-books sleuthing may land her in a world of trouble.
Because for every superhero, there is a supervillain. And the villain of her
story may be closer than she thinks…
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Review 4.4 stars
The blurb sparked my interest – even if my comic reading
days are behind me; well, some months I gaze at one on my Kindle. I still find
room for geek culture so in that respect I was not disappointed. In fact, I was
nodding my head throughout, smiling at the references to superheroes and shows
I knew.
Some I didn’t, but no matter as the plot kept me reading and
wanting super-reveals. MG was amusingly quirky, and her detective distraction,
the cute but tough Matteo Kildaire, was not the dumb policeman of too many cozy
mysteries.
I’ve stopped reading cozies for that reason – reckless sleuths
and stupid police. This was different – even though MG had a reckless streak to
her sleuthing. But she made up in other aspects – and Matteo gave her the
justification – as far as MG was concerned. The police need her to resolve a
crime with possible comic connections – golden arrows.
However, MG can be irritating in her willingness to trust some
people not others – when she has made specific observations. Avoiding a spoiler
so just saying.
The supporting roles are a mix of fun characters,
questionable colleagues, and shadowy suspects. Who will the real superhero
prove to be? Who is the supervillain that could be one step ahead of MG and
Matteo?
Someone that knows more about comics than Matteo?
Detective Kildaire has some amusing encounters with the
Geekdom that MG inhabits, from a Sorting Hat to a Star Wars movie marathon – building
a world around a culture that comes over as well-portrayed. Add in the wonderful
drag queen who might or might not be The Golden Arrow and the plotline shimmers.
That superhero/vigilante identity kept me wondering. Who can pull this off?
The Comic Con and costumes climax is neatly worked in – all the
right seeds sown. Satisfying ending to a fun novel that earns four stars plus.
Story – four stars
Setting/World-building
– five stars
Characters – five
stars
Authenticity – four
stars
Structure – four
stars
Readability – five
stars
Editing – four
stars
June 5, 2019
#IWSG – Favoured Genre
Created and hosted by
the Ninja Captain himself, Alex J.
Cavanaugh, theInsecure Writer’s Support Groupmonthly
blog post is here again – and so am I.
I’m still recovering from the A to Z month and INSECURE
as I have a shrinking backlog of emails/blog posts, reviews to write, as well
as the final few WRiTE CLUB rounds, plus
short stories to write.
These include an entry for the 2019
IWSG Anthology – another Insecurity.
I’m going to write outside my comfort zone as the requirement is: Genre: Middle
Grade Historical – Adventure/Fantasy. Sounds great. Middle Grade – I’ve never
tried. Historical – I read so okay. Adventure – check. Fantasy – check. But
together? What sort of genre is that?
Theme is no problem as ‘Voyagers’ can be interpreted lots of
ways. I even have two historical ideas, but they aren’t fantasy as such – not yet.
I’m going to read The
Wolf Wilder by Katherine Rundell as it’s MG. It’s MG, historical, and
fantasy – according to Goodreads – and it’s on my desk. But I’m unclear whether
my ideas fit ‘Historical – Adventure/Fantasy’. More research?
Katherine Arden’s The
Bear and the Nightingale as a read might fit, and it’s on my bookshelf –
but it’s YA not MG.
Lots of reading ahead whatever path I tread.
Anyway, on to this month’s question.
June 5 question:
Of all the genres you read and write, which is your favourite to write in and
why?
Interesting question
as I read multiple genres: mystery/crime/thriller; historical; alternative history;
fantasy; science fiction/speculative; post-apocalyptic. Over the decades, I’ve
tried to write most of those.
But – for now – I come
back to crime. Crime in the sense of my police procedural series, Snowdon Shadows.
Why? As my
protagonist, Sparkle Anwyl is a fascinating character to write – quirky and a
detective with her unique approach to solving crime. Plus, my heart is back in
North Wales, where the series is set.
Yes, there are other
draft novels in different genres. But Sparkle and duty calls.
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The awesome co-hosts for the June 5 posting of the IWSG
are
Diane
Burton,
Kim
Lajevardi,
Sylvia
Ney,
Sarah Foster,
Jennifer
Hawes,
and
Madeline
Mora-Summonte!
Purpose of IWSG: To share and encourage. Writers
can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak.
Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a
safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!
Every month, we announce a question that members can answer
in their IWSG post. These questions may prompt you to share advice, insight, a
personal experience or story. Include your answer to the question in your IWSG
post or let it inspire your post if you are struggling with something to say.
Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure
Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog.
Talk about your doubts and the fears you you have conquered. Discuss your
struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are
struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer – aim
for a dozen new people each time – and return comments. This group is all about
connecting!
Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!
Our Twitter handle is @TheIWSG and hashtag is #IWSG.
Every month, we announce a question that members can answer
in their IWSG post. These questions may prompt you to share advice, insight, a
personal experience or story. Include your answer to the question in your IWSG
post or let it inspire your post if you are struggling with something to
say.
June 3, 2019
#WEP/IWSG June 2019 Challenge – Caged Bird
Originally, I had planned to write a Sparkle Anwyl case for the 2019 WEP + IWSG Challenge starting in April and ending in December. I wrote the first episode in April, but then posted the next episode of Kindled Casket, last month. There is a ‘caged bird’ in the episode but not as planned – that follows in the next episode. That case will unfold over the next few months.
Hence, the attached standalone short – Fettered Air. A departure from my Welsh police procedural, so your responses will interest me.
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Fettered Air
I slide ski-swift across the winter’s blanket under the Blood Wolf’s Moon. Beside me the chicken-legged hut creak-crashes through the forest.
We’re alone in the taiga.
No sign of Baba Yaga. She’s vanished as have the denizens.
No howling wolves. Nor snow leopard scents. No eagle-owl hoots. Nor honking
swans. No ice-crawlers corpse feeding.
For nothing breathes in the wailing wind.
Yet, Nature writhes in pain, dragon’s bile dripping on her from
mortal fangs.
I am Skaði. Goddess, giantess, huntress and snow-stealth
specialist. Size is not the issue. Speed is.
The house is noisier, but we make a team. This hut can track her mistress better than even I, its feet scratching up clues, windows watching for signs.
Our mission came from Svetovid, seer and guardian god – and
we had no choice.
“Find Baba Yaga before this world rebels.”
Why me, a giantess from Jötunheimr? Because neither Odin nor
Thor will ask me ever since the marital strife with my spouse, Njörðr.
“Nobody else volunteered,” added Svetovid. “Besides those
deities I posted on separate operations.”
He’s as secretive as my Vanir and Aesir brethren. Not just
Loki plays with intelligence. Our trickster-thief and clown has too many
imitators.
“Others are missing?” I asked, expecting evasion.
“Find Baba Yaga. That’s all.”
So, a need-to-know answer means Skaði is disposable. Nothing
has changed.
Am I that terrible?
I had my reasons for smashing my husband’s sand sculptures. The whale-way was a prison with seabirds flaunting freedom.
But he called my majestic mountain retreat a dreary cell. “I’m
trapped here. I can’t ski or snowboard like you.” He ranted and ripped down my hunting
trophies.
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Marriage dissolved.
Thus, I get the menial tasks. Unless Odin sends his ravens or
wolves with heart-baits.
Not this occasion. A telepathic eagle with four heads.
“Find Baba Yaga.” Svetovid’s orders resound in my brain.
The wilderness wrestles promethium chains. That is enough reason to pursue the quarry.
So we scour Siberia.
The creak-crashing hut spins above the earth-coat. We have
the crone’s spoor.
Calls and cries clamour on the snow-breath.
Ahead a green clearing by a lake glows bright. Invisible to vicious
human eyes, but I see the torches, tents and throng bridging the veils.
Baba has parked her mortar by a host of other vehicles, one
that is familiar – my stepdaughter’s pantherine-drawn chariot.
With groans and creaks, the chicken-legs spin the hut to a
halt by the pestle-guarded mortar. Shutters slam shut. A fence of human bones
topped with skulls encircles them.
My gaze shoots arrows at the polytheistic conclave nobody
invited me to.
Goddesses gathered from the Nine Realms. They have abandoned
their posts to feast. Brews flow, dice roll and deities chatter. Everyone
distracted as Midgard clamours for release.
Baba knocks back vodka, cackling to another crone – Hecate,
clutching a goatskin of wine. Their dice are corpse-stones, and Hel’s are
soul-vessels.
Are they oblivious to the desolation? Among the feasting, denizen envoys are airing their anxiety.
My pounding heart settles. Mind muses past irritable white-out.
Not all the deities are wizen and wild in their attire and behaviour. Some goddesses appear serious.
Freyja, stepdaughter and party animal rises – statuesque and sober, despite her goblet of mead.
Her eyes seize mine as she silences the symposium.
“Sisters, the snow-dancer is here. The world cries, and we have
battle-sweat to spill. But when shall we three score meet again?”
“When the chaos is banished, when the spear-din is won,” Hel
replies.
I add my voice, realising their design. “Ere midnight. After
the sleep of the blade claims those flouting our laws.” Faces flash in my head.
I smile. “Nature’s justice must wield the icicle of blood against false leaders
poisoning life.”
My sisters nod. Creatures yowl.
Freyja smiles and summons her champions. “I come, Durga and Adrastea.
We have fangs to extract.”
Her pantherines roar in response.
We will shatter the fetters on Nature. No more will humans build cages entrapping our laughter and song.
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Yes, this is my #WEP/IWSG post for June so part of the 2019 WEP/IWSG Challenge. This a standalone short, although Skaði appears in my novel Eagle Passage, which I wrote the first draft of for NaNoWriMo 2016.
Word Count 660: FCA
Comments are welcome as usual and the following applies:
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May 30, 2019
#MyInvisibleMS – Rising above My MS
Thursday May 30th, 2019, marks World
MS Day, an opportunity for the global community to come together,
share stories, and increase awareness about what living with multiple sclerosis
(MS) is really like.
The sun is shining, and I can see blue sky outside, so let’s
start with the positives.
I might have retired early but now have time to write more
fiction – and at my own speed. Fewer deadlines mean less stress.
I get to spend more time with my wife, our dogs and cats, and
with my stepfamily. Some family even help us around the house and garden.
My MS symptoms are sporadic and, in some ways, less severe
than for others with MS or other chronic diseases. Much of the time, I can
ignore them and attempt to get a few things done – like writing and chilling.
I can stay up late – playing computer games – and stay in
bed without having to go to work. My schedule and not some magazine’s or
newspaper’s.
Relaxation
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However, I can’t ignore the invisible nature of MS – even if
many do. I’m in a wheelchair so no longer invisible – just an obstacle blocking
the aisle or sidewalk. But I wish people would realise my brain still works –
well, most of the time but in weird ways.
MS creates a brain fog. I struggle with thoughts, finding my
words – lost or jumbled. Thinking can be as hit or miss as writing or speaking.
I stumble through this confusion and fall often.
Falling is a fear extending to the physical. When I walked,
I stumbled and fell. Now, when I transfer to and from my wheelchair, the danger
has changed – somewhat. I still hit the floor hard though. And my wife can’t
pick me up so has to call for help.
Is the MS my fault? The truth is none of us sufferers have
MS because of some bad habit or poor lifestyle choice. Some things might
trigger symptoms – like stress or noise – but there is no known cause. This strikes
many different people with varying lifestyles.
I ate organic vegetarian food mostly, didn’t smoke, or drink
often. My work wasn’t more stressful than some. But my health dice came up with
MS – and leukaemia.
Meeting others with MS, or reading about them, made me
realise our symptoms can differ – hence the ‘multiple’. The course of the
disease, the speed and the intensity vary. So, our treatments are as diverse as
our symptoms.
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Symptoms are chronic, debilitating, and so much more intense
than others understand. Fatigue strikes fast and not always when I plan to nap.
This is not tired in the normal sense.
My emotions flare as well. I get angry over stupid things,
from emails to computer games. And the tears flow with regular ease – from pleasure,
frustration, from sadness. Intense noise grates, like dogs barking or kids
screaming. Sensory overload is a daily hazard.
My internal thermostat is faulty. Most of the time I’m cold
but I can overheat, especially in warm, muggy weather. Damp or humid weather don’t
suit – even if I miss wet Wales. The sea breeze there dispelled the dampness.
The medical approach to MS, especially here in the US, leans
heavily towards keeping the pharmaceutical companies in business, rather than a
cure. Disease modifiers – not that I got those with the NHS postcode lottery –
are the norm. But there isn’t an acceptable one for my secondary progressive MS.
Under neither system was medical marijuana an option for me – well, not legally
in Idaho.
But the medical research has brought benefits and relief to
many. Those newly diagnosed have choices I didn’t. There is hope out there.
However, people still believe MS is a death sentence – it is
not. We are perhaps vulnerable to other conditions as our immune system is
compromised. That doesn’t mean MS will kill me. So, don’t count on inheriting
yet, brother.
But it is a life sentence. Emphasis on LIFE! The
inspirational people with MS tell me “there’s a lot of it to be lived after
diagnosis”. I have plans and things to do – like publish the Snowdon Shadows
series; and that’s four books and ideas churning.
Whatever condition gets rolled for us, we are warriors and life
is precious so worth fighting for.
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The Multiple
Sclerosis International Federation (MSIF) is encouraging
family members, caregivers, and patients affected by multiple sclerosis to
participate in World MS Day today.
Each year, MSIF, which now includes dozens of MS organizations worldwide,
launches a campaign focused on a different theme to mark the day. This year’s
theme is Visibility. Called “My
Invisible MS” (#MyInvisibleMS),
the 2019 campaign is geared toward raising awareness of the invisible symptoms of
MS, and their hidden impact on the quality
of life of MS patients, their family members, and caregivers.
Other Multiple Sclerosis links for today:
Selma Blair and MS https://www.womenshealthmag.com/health/a26532498/selma-blair-ms-gma-interview-spasmodic-dysphonia/
https://multiplesclerosis.net/living-with-ms/world-ms-day/?utm_source=weekly&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=2d9b7d5d-ee8d-403e-b191-2355ae9e436d&utm_confid=sovifjrls&aGVhbHRoIHVuaW9uIGJsYWg=146a932303bed7863edf97fa5abced8af83452853f6d323093713fa1fb4938ce
https://www.huffingtonpost.co.uk/entry/world-ms-day_uk_5ceea074e4b07666546f4cec?guccounter=1&guce_referrer=aHR0cHM6Ly9zZWFyY2gueWFob28uY29tLw&guce_referrer_sig=AQAAACZX8wwYM8s5mMl0mItDZgSDDcz7W3SjKXS1jSJ-tE8xdiDbUcsSHs_R1eMys4V0eYOthE8EvytM0nL4rGgEdNchU3Y7sX9Dhtd4OUPiwuVYX7gM2EPz42OuaQOlnZWYkg3ke15FWzGqgxrk9G06EOR3l4epW89Ho8VtGAnhFIKv
Positive Living with MS https://positivelivingwithms.com/2019/05/30/i-am-not-multiple-sclerosis-and-have-not-been-misdiagnosed/
MS On My Mind https://www.msisonmymind.com/what-is-ms-on-my-mind
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May 29, 2019
Montbel – a review
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One day I will catch up with reviewing the books I read over
the last few months. Anyway, here’s a review of the third Jacques Forêt mystery,
Montbel.
This was on the target list for my 2019 challenges, and has counted towards my 2019
Goodreads Challenge– and it’s my sixth Cloak
and Dagger read of 2019; with two more to review.
Montbel
by
Angela Wren (Goodreads
Author)
A clear-cut case? A
re-examination of a closed police case brings investigator, Jacques Forêt, up
against an old adversary.
After the murder of a key witness, Jacques finds himself, and his team, being
pursued. When a vital piece of evidence throws a completely different light on
Jacques’ case, his adversary becomes more aggressive, and Investigating
Magistrate Pelletier threatens to sequester all of Jacques papers and shut down
the case. Can Jacques find all the answers before Pelletier steps in?
The Jacques Forêt mystery series:
Messandrierre
Merle
Montbel
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Review 4.4 stars
This was another intriguing case for Jacques Forêt with a
plot that involved chefs and identities, clouded by family intrigue.
It was great to be back in the Cevennes with Jacques, Beth
and co. I savoured the familiarity of the setting and the characters, despite
the speed at which I devoured the pages. At 178 pages, this was always going to
be a fast read, and the dual plots ensured I was wanting more.
Hence, also the brevity of this review.
One plot even builds on the previous book Merle. Plus, Beth, as a photographer
gets her own leads to follow – her own mystery to solve – while proving
indispensable to Jacques with his investigation. Their romance adds to the
novel in a satisfying way.
As before, the French elements imbue the storylines and makes
for a rich atmosphere.
One plot ends with a cliff-hanger, and I missed having a
resolution. In a way, that sets up the next anticipated book. Jacques and Beth
are such memorable characters, I can’t wait to see what happens next.
A fun read, although short – so, four stars plus.
Story – four stars
Setting/World-building
– five stars
Characters – five
stars
Authenticity – five
stars
Structure – four
stars
Readability – four
stars
Editing – four
stars
May 25, 2019
Kindled Casket
https://www.walesonline.co.uk/
Here is the continuation of my Jewel Box story featuring Detective Constable Sparkle Anwyl of the North Wales Police. I posted the opening on April 17th as O for Obstructions – Part 15 0f Azure Spark: https://rolandclarke.com/2019/04/17/o-for-obstructions-azure-spark-part-15/
However, I revised it slightly when I edited ‘Azure Spark’ at the end of April – https://rolandclarke.com/2019/04/17/o-for-obstructions-azure-spark-part-15/ . I intended to continue the story for the June WEP/IWSG Challenge but have something else for ‘Caged Bird’.
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Rose Gold Pendant – http://celticandwelshjewellery.co.uk/product/rose-gold-pendant-26/
Kindled Casket
Saturday 1st August 2015 – Early Morning
Swimming settles hangovers.
Kama and I race out of the swell and
across the sands of Morfa Bychan beach.
“Your turn to make breakfast, cariad,” she says as I overtake her. “Your full Welsh to prepare us for work. Ffion will await us bright and eager.”
We sprint towards our cottage. “Even
if our DI was partying late at our party. I’ll have no excuse to not confront
my backlog.”
Resolved one crime – dozens more
emerging. Plus, the never-ending paperwork. Stifle the sinking stomach. This is
the price of criminal detection with CID.
Bacon, sausages, mushrooms, eggs,
cockles and laver bread sets up the day.
Cloudless weather boosts our motorbike
ride to Porthmadog.
The paper on my desk has spread
overnight. My Email in-box has overflowed again. Fight through this. Make space
for the arson.
In forty minutes, I can focus on
the case file.
Two conflicting reports on the
incident lead. Liam’s forensic analysis suggests arson. Although, Fire Officer
Anwyl’s notes claim it was a traffic accident. Did I count on any support from
my brother?
No.
Yet, both mention ‘excessive
petroleum splashes’. However, Liam detected traces of a silvery powdery crumb
that was not a firefighting residue.
P for Petroleum and Powder. A
reason to tackle Owen at the Caernarfon fire station.
I scan the ‘unrelated jewel
thefts’ – low value
pieces. There are mixed reports from uniform colleagues. Three statements are
meticulous, but the other two are vague. No arrests. Just familiar suspects –
including Poulsen Leach.
My tattoos set my skin tingling,
and my fingers tapping my bracer.
Hugh Arbuthnot, the gift shop owner,
accused his son-in-law of ‘mixing in shady circles’.
Poulsen’s record includes a spell
in gaol and fines. Further, it shares a name with uniform’s suspicions. Despite
this, we have not recovered any stolen items – yet. Not even at known fences.
A for Arbuthnot, Accusations,
Arson and Accomplices.
S for Suspects – and for
Suspicious. SAP.
Too S for Simple. Delve deeper
and search sideways. Interview Poulsen and his wife, Olivia as she ran Y Bocs. Check if someone stole the 4×4.
*
I power along the A487 towards
Caernarfon, gritting my teeth. Owen. Can I work with him, even with the approval
of DI Ffion Baines? I must. He agreed to meet on the phone. Since he wanted me
investigating. Why?
I park alongside the two-storey
fire station, answers vying for dominance. My head throbs in time with my
churning guts. Relax. Breathe. He’s like a fellow officer.
“Meinwen, let’s talk over a drink.”
He smiles as he meets me at reception. Relaxed and confidant. “We have a great
café nearby – not instant muck.”
He shows me back outside and nods
at the black motorcycle. “Still a biker. No changes then.”
“Another major incident resolved.
On to our burnt-out shop inquiry so I need your help. Why can’t we chat in your
office?”
“I’m done arguing in front of my
teammates.” He gestures to a red North Wales Fire and Rescue van. “Besides,
we’ve family issues to discuss.”
The conversation I don’t need
today. The usual blame. You were tad’s
favourite. Meinwen did this…
“As long as we still review the
arson case.”
*
The coffee is fresh brewed, and
the brownie is a decadent treat.
“Talk, brawd dewr,” I say, forcing a grin.
He continues in our mother
tongue. “Did our tad want you in the force
over me? I never knew.”
The question he should have asked
tad before he died. Owen buries his
anger – but it’s simmering.
Don’t feed it. “No. He was scared
whoever followed him into the police might have family problems like—”
“—him and mam, but that came later. In your mid teens, you were talking about
joining—”
“—the force? I was only a
vigilante.” I sip the rich brew, searching for a path around the sleeping
flames. “That’s what tad called the Goth Patrol – before he inspired us. He
must have dropped hints to your class too.”
He sputters. “Community service
lectures – from every single emergency service. I never realised tad was behind those.” His turn to bury
himself in his mug, then take a final swig.
I order more coffee – without
tempting chocolate brownies. Will our chat end the sibling rivalry?
“That road traffic accident might
not be arson. I presume you read my exhaustive report.”
I switch into case gear. “Yes. Our
forensic guys agree with the ‘excessive petroleum splashes’. What could cause
those in your experience?”
“A leaking petrol container.” He hesitates,
rapping his knuckles together. “If the vehicle reached the right-hand side of
the shop. I’ll run a test back at the station. Maybe a simulation. A smash-raid
requires speed to damage the fuel tank.”
“Although, wasn’t it half inside
the shopfront?”
Owen nods. “And not all the
splatters were there. The raiders might have incinerated the car to destroy its
identity.”
“We can still trace it.” If someone
from NWP hasn’t yet run a search. “Our senior forensics guy, Liam Rhys detected
the remains of a white dust. Not drugs or a harmless household product. Did you
take a sample?”
My brother stares at me, eyes
ablaze. “You accusing us of missing evidence? The powder is our dry chemical
agent, stupid. I will send your Rhys what he needs to strike that off your
suspicions, Meinwen.” He drains his coffee and stands. “I need to get back and
investigate other incidents – pressing ones.”
Dismissed again. I follow him to
the van. We don’t speak until we reach his workplace.
He smoulders as he parks, then
slams his door when he gets out. “Thus, a smash-raid gone wrong. Your thieves torched
the vehicle and caused a fire – not arson. I’ll put your forensics guy right
and you can close your file.”
No fond farewell. He stalks away
as if renewing our absurd rivalry.
R for Rivalry and Ram-raid. A for
Arson and Anger. P for Petrol and Powder.
RAP sheet or PAR for our relationship?
If I add E for Evidence and Excuses,
then PARE. Shave off the distracting details, for now.
I dial Forensics as I walk to my
Kawasaki Ninja.
“Thanks Liam, for the detailed report
on Y Bocs – The Jewel Box crime scene. I’ve just talked with the Fire
Investigator – my evasive brother. He insists that the crumb was their chemical
agent.”
“A chemical, but an unidentified
incendiary.”
Why is Owen ignoring blatant
evidence? To provoke or obstruct me? Petty most likely. Does he expect us to do
his work? Although, he’s a professional.
“He’ll send you a specimen. Can
you help find the actual powder?”
He chuckles. “On it. I’ll email
you my conclusion.”
The station doors open and one
appliance leaves heading towards town.
“Any identification found on the vehicle
used? Or was it too badly torched?”
“The perpetrators tried to erase
the plates and other marks. But not thoroughly enough. The 4×4 was a 2012 Dacia
Duster registered to Poulsen Leach – reported stolen a week before the fire.”
My heartbeat rises, but tattoos
sting. More convenient evidence – more questions for Poulsen and Olivia.
*
Half-an-hour weaving through
lunchtime traffic focuses my racing mind.
Kama points at the new row of
post-its across my desk. “Compliments of your friends stuck in this hot office.
Enjoy.” She winks and takes half. “I desire you home early tonight.”
“For one of your tasty Tamil
treats. As you’re cooking.”
More emails too – including
Liam’s analysis of the crumb.
Material is an industry standard pyrotechnic flash powder composed of
aluminium dust and potassium perchlorate. The natural colour is dark grey, but
someone doctored this composition. Hence, it simulates the dry fire suppressant.
Look for a pyrotechnician.
As Executive Producer of Oriole
Productions, Hugh B Arbuthnot has the special effects contacts. So, the means
to frame the son-in-law he belittles.
Too obvious?
R for Ram-raid and Relations. U
for Unreal and Used. F for Flash and Film. A for Accusations and Arson. D for Dacia
Duster and Deception.
FRAUD. By who?
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