Song of Susannah by Stephen King (The Dark Tower)

Synopsis:
Roland’s ka-tet disperses through New York City in various whens, trying to save the rose, find author Stephen King, and save the Tower–quite possibly from Susannah’s demon baby.

Review:
Book 6 in Stephen King’s epic series, Song of Susannah is the darkest, bringing some of the darkest scenes in all of King’s writing.

It’s also a relatively short book, though no less dense than Calla or . The early books seem almost minimalist in comparison with the baroque tapestry that the plot becomes in these late books. I’m utterly amazed at the skill with which King keeps all of the different threads clear for the reader, even when dealing with complex issues of time travel and other dimensions.

As I mentioned before, this book is SCARY. I really freaked myself out the other night when I got to the scene where Jake and Pere Callahan enter Susannah/Mia’s hotel room and fall under the glammer of Black Thirteen. It was about 11pm, and I was reading in bed with my little book light. Superfast Toddler was asleep in her bed, which is right next to ours because she still nurses at night. At the peak of the scene, she wakes up–which is my cue to turn off my book light & climb into her bed to nurse her. However, this time she used her superstealth so that when I turned back after putting my light & glasses in the drawer she was sitting right over me in the pitch black and she just whispered “Mommy.” I about jumped out of my skin!

There’s a long way to go before the climax of the series. For some reason, my memory put Fedic and the Breakers in this book, but I’m wrong. Song of Susannah feels very much like a transitional book, more of a collection of great scenes than one big story.

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Another Faust by Daniel and Dina Nayeri

Synopsis:
Five teenagers at an elite Manhattan private school game the system–because they’ve sold their souls to the devil.

Review:
When I picked up Another Faust, my expectations were low. I figured it was going to be yet another first in a series capitalizing on Gossip Girls and Twilight. Don’t get me wrong–I figured I would like it–but I didn’t expect anything more than light entertainment.

So I was thrilled to realize that Another Faust was a spiritual and literary heir to the Gothic tradition I so adore. Shades of Shirley Jackson, a little Stephen King, and quite a lot of imagination mark this debut novel from brother and sister team Daniel and Dina Nayeri.

The five Faust teens, all fifteen years old, have enrolled in an elite Manhattan boarding school. Three of them use supernatural gifts to get ahead. Victoria reads minds so that she can take down her academic competition. Belle uses her beauty to compel those around her to do her bidding. Valentin goes back in time to redo moments and events to his advantage. Meanwhile Belle’s twin Bice hides in frozen moments, preferring isolation over competition, and Christian tries to quell his desire for athletic prowess because he fears losing his humanity. Tended by governess Madame Vileroy, the five Faust teens hurtle towards a reckoning that they can’t anticipate.

I was so impressed by Another Faust. The story is wholly original, the characters riveting, and the plot imaginative. I loved all the horror and supernatural elements. It’s a book that could’ve been written just for me, because it’s exactly what I like. I know I’ll reread it numerous times. It’s smart and riveting and deep. Good stuff!

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The Warded Man by Peter V. Brett

Synopsis:
At night, the demons rise, terrorizing humanity for centuries until three grown orphans dare to fight back.

Review:
Warning: freak-out coming…

THE WARDED MAN ROCKED ROCKED ROCKED.

I mean, seriously. I am losing my mind over how good this book was. Why oh why oh why am I going to have to wait all the way until the end of the year to read the next book? I haven’t been this insane about a book since I read Assassin’s Apprentice. I was so sucked in I forgot how eager I am to read Dance With Dragons. It’s books like these that make me hate my superpower, because my time with Arlen, Leesha, and Rojer passed way too shortly. I wish the book had been twice as long, honestly!

The basic premise is that humanity is under attack from demons that rise up from the Earth’s core every night at sunset. Only painted or carved wardings can repel them, and like any human-made thing, the wards are prone to fading, chipping, or being covered by dirt. People have grown accustomed to living in fear, with only courageous messengers and their portable warding circles daring to travel between cities and hamlets. Folklore is replete with foretellings of a Deliverer, who will lead humanity in the next war against the demons, presumably to defeat them once and for all. But most believe the Deliverer is just a fairy tale.

One young man, Arlen, despises fear and dreams of a way to fight back. When he’s left orphaned and fostered by a Messenger, he discovers a talent for warding and a desire to seek out the lost cities of the first Demon Wars. The Warded Man is told through Arlen’s point-of-view, as well as that of Leesha, a privileged young woman with a talent for healing, and Rojer, another orphan whose fiddling is so sweet it makes the demons dance.

Brett makes these people real, constantly taking risks in their interactions with those around them. He excels at hinting at the stories taking place off-stage, as it were, and that gives his characterizations depth and breadth. I was drawn in as much by the emotional journeys of the characters as by the action scenes–not to take anything away from those, of course. The fighting and battle scenes are as visual as any I have ever read. Brett skillfully leads the reader through the action using emotional stakes that are just as high as the physical ones.

In many ways, The Warded Man is an origin story for a superhero, but there’s no “Chosen One” nonsense here. Brett realizes that the best heroes don’t know their own heroicism–like Neo in The Matrix–nor are they protected by those whose lives are deemed less important by the author. Brett lets every human life count and doesn’t make things easy for anyone, least of Arlen, Rojer, and Leesha. By respecting his characters enough to let them suffer, he crafts a story that is worthy of however many sleepless nights you’ll need to tear through it.

Incidentally, Brett wrote this on a smartphone, largely during his subway commute to work. How cool is that? I wasn’t surprised to learn that he is a fan of Stephen King, because the book that it resembles most is King’s Wolves of the Calla, my personal favorite from the Dark Tower series.

I need people to read this book so we can talk about it. It comes out on March 10th, but you can pre-order it on Amazon. Many thanks to Librarything‘s Early Reviewer’s program–I’m always amazed when I get a book because so many people request them. Some of the ones I’ve received have been real stinkers, but all is forgiven because I’ve now got a new epic fantasy obsession.

UPDATE–The Warded Man is out today!

Revelations by Melissa de la Cruz (Blue Bloods 3)

Synopsis:
Half-vampire Schuyler learns more about her lineage and has a secret love affair with the twin of her nemesis, as the war between the vampire Blue Bloods and Lucifer’s army of Silver Bloods escalates.

Review:
When I signed up to review Revelations, I didn’t realize it was book 3 in a series, and I really had a hard time catching up with all of the vampire lore and the history between the characters. From what I gathered, vampires were fallen angels who mutinied against Lucifer during the war with heaven. They couldn’t be fully redeemed but were given life on earth in exchange for turning to the light. They reincarnate throughout the centuries, and each vampire has to find his or her “bond” in each cycle, so that they can re-bond in a ceremony that unleashes their powers. It’s a pretty cool mythology with a lot of potential, but since I didn’t have the backstory I had trouble wrapping my brain around the idea of “good” fallen angels–especially when they’re acting treacherously.

The main character is Schuyler, a half-vampire without a bond. She’s having a torrid affair with Jack Force, the twin and bond to Mimi, her arch-nemesis. She’s hoping that Jack will sever his bond with Mimi and choose to bond with her. Meanwhile, her best friend Bliss is having blackouts and bizarre visions of a man in a white suite. She thinks she’s going crazy and doesn’t know who to turn to. Behind all of this is the rising threat of the Silver Bloods, those fallen angels who stayed loyal to Lucifer and who want to destroy the Blue Bloods once and for all.

I had to giggle upon realizing that Schuyler and Bliss are fashion models by profession–there’s something just so perfectly decadent about that choice. The tone of the book is Gossip Girls by way of Lestat, and it’s a lot of fun.

Heart-Shaped Box by Joe Hill

Synopsis:
An aging rock star buys an old suit that brings with it a vengeful spirit with a personal vendetta.

Review:
Let’s just get it out of the way. Joe Hill is Stephen King’s son. His debut novel, Heart-Shaped Box, is a work of horror. And not only is it damn good, it’s good enough to stand on its own.

Hill has crafted a simple, elegant, scary little story that manages to delve deep into the nature of regret and repentance. The spectral figure who haunts Judas Coyne is a terrifying creation from the outset, yet as the story progresses it’s Judas’s inner demons who prove to be most menacing. That makes the book sound pat, glibly matching metaphor to meaning, but that simplicity is the key to the power of the book. By keeping things clean, Hill gives himself a lot of room to explore all kinds of complex emotions, and he manages to do so without sacrificing the relentless forward motion of the horror plot.

More than anything, however, I was taken by the love story. I don’t expect romance from books like these, not the real kind, anyway. So I was surprised to find myself captivated by the relationship between Judas and the ex-stripper he calls Georgia. As the story begins, he’s tired of her, doing all sorts of passive aggressive things to make her leave him. Of course she won’t–and of course this is a worn out story. I would’ve forgiven Hill for leaving it at that, so when he started to tease out an evolution in their relationship I got really excited, and ultimately bought the love story whole. What an unexpected treat.

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Dreamsongs (Volume 1) by George RR Martin

Synopsis:
The first of two anthologies featuring short stories by George RR Martin, ranging from fantasy to science fiction to horror to genre hybrids.

Review:
I am one of those readers who had never heard of George RR Martin before encountering A Game of Thrones, book one in his Song of Ice and Fire series. What I did not know is that Martin has had a prolific career as a short story writer, primarily in the genre of science fiction. Dreamsongs Volume 1 includes some of Martin’s most famous stories, as well as some highlights from his early career. The anthology is broken into segments, each with an introduction by Martin describing the publication history for each story as well as offering insight into his creative state of mind while writing. Naturally, his essays touch upon matters of genre and the craft of storytelling, and would be worth reading on their own.

Dreamsongs opens with four stories written when Martin was a very young man, and I found them interesting as artifacts. As stories themselves, the pieces didn’t hit their stride until “With Morning Comes Mistfall,” a tale about a world covered in an all-obscuring mist rumored to hide strange monsters. A scientist is out to disprove the existence of sentient life forms on the planet, and in doing so threatens to destroy the foundation for dreams and poetry.

The rest of the stories certainly show off Martin’s imagination and storytelling skills. “A Song for Lya” explores the intersection of psychic abilities and religious faith. “And Seven Times Never Kill Man” is a horrific look at the underpinnings of genocide. “The Way of Cross and Dragon” explores the development of a heretical branch of Christianity, one that reveres Judas Iscariot as a saint and posits him as a dragon rider who brought a dismembered Christ back from the dead.

I was most taken by two stories in the section in which Martin discusses his transition from science fiction to epic fantasy. “The Ice Dragon” takes a familiar type of story–that of the dragon rider–and adds a twist. The dragon in this story is made of ice, scaled in rime, and breathes a searing arctic chill. “In the Lost Lands” starts out seemingly as a mystical love story, but takes a dark turn towards an ironically tragic ending.

The last section in the book covers what Martin calls his horror hybrids. The first story, “Meathouse Man” was a bit too relentlessly grim for me, and “Remembering Melody” had a gimmick I spotted a mile away (knowing that Martin wrote for “The Twilight Zone” puts me on the lookout).

“Sandkings” deserves its acclaim as one of Martin’s best pieces. It’s a sci-fi/horror reimagining of The Picture of Dorian Gray, and concerns a man who purchases a sort of ant farm, with the promise that the sandkings will go to war for his entertainment. When they don’t start fighting fast enough, he starves them, and go to war they do–with horrifying repercussions.

The next story, “Nightflyers,” is just as compelling, though not quite as scary. It’s got a little bit of 2001 in it, and reminded me of the movie Event Horizon, which was billed as Hellraiser in space. “Nightflyers” has the same feel, but is a much better story.

A fantastic collection–can’t wait for volume 2!

Oh, Horror! (Booking Through Thursday) + Question from a Reader

First of all–happy NaNoWriMo & good luck to all who are participating! I’d be with you if my baby’s due date weren’t smack dab in the middle of the month.

This week’s meme:

What with yesterday being Halloween, and all . . . do you read horror? Stories of things that go bump in the night and keep you from sleeping?

I do like a good scare, though I much prefer the Gothic kind of horror to any other kind. My love for Stephen King has been well documented, but I’ve never been able to muster up any love for Peter Straub, his erstwhile collaborator. And forget about the really really scary stuff like Clive Barker–definitely not for me. The horror novels I’ve enjoyed this year were The House Next Door by Anne Rivers Siddons and The Harrowing by Alexandra Sokoloff. Anything more intense than that and I’m done for.

Reader Carole emailed me to ask: Continue reading

The Long Walk by Stephen King (Richard Bachman)

Synopsis:
100 young men begin a walk that will not end until there is only one survivor, who will win everything he wants for the rest of his life.

Review:
I’ve read The Long Walk a bunch of times. It’s one of the best of the books Stephen King wrote under the name of Richard Bachman, a short, tight novella that contains a universe of human drama. The other one worth reading is, of course The Running Man, made into that great rainy Saturday movie with Arnold Schwarzeneggar. Continue reading

The Bone Doll’s Twin by Lynn Flewelling

Synopsis:
To fulfill an ancient prophecy, dark magic is woven around a baby girl so that she will appear to be a boy, but the cost is the life and soul of her twin brother whose ghost now violently haunts the castle.

Review:
For some reason I thought The Bone Doll’s Twin was a one-off, so towards the end I got impatient when I realized that the story wasn’t going to wrap up anytime soon. I wasn’t in the mood to commit to a new series, so I’m a little relieved that I feel indifferent towards continuing this story. If I get the next book, great; if I don’t, ain’t no thing. Continue reading

The Raw Shark Texts by Steven Hall

Synopsis:
A young man with severe amnesia comes to realize that he is being stalked by a conceptual shark (which is much, much scarier than you might think).

Review:
What surprised me most about The Raw Shark Texts was how fast it moved. For all its high-minded metaphysical aims and experimental underpinnings, the book has the pacing of an airport thriller or Stephen King horror book. There were some sequences in this book, such as protagonist Second Eric’s Sanderson encounter with Nobody, that were are frightening as anything I’ve ever read. Continue reading