Saturday, October 24, 2015

The Cracked Spine by Paige Shelton

Rating: WARTY!

erratum: "Young man, would you please some with us?" should read 'come' with us.

The Cracked Spine was an intriguing adult fiction story which I got for advance review purposes. I initially enjoyed it, but as it went on and on, it wore me down and I ended up not liking it, mostly because of the protagonist and the complete lack of rationale for most of her actions. The curious thing about this that there was no blurb available for this novel. It was quite literally a mystery book, and normally I wouldn't pick one up for review without having some idea of what's in it.

This one intrigued me from the cover and the title, and I thought it was a murder mystery set in a book shop. Which person who loves books doesn't like the idea of a novel involving books? Of course not every such novel ends up being even so much as readable let alone lovable. As I began reading this one, it seemed more like some sort of supernatural or sci-fi novel than a murder mystery, but then a murder occurred (and it wasn't in the book shop). In short, it was all over the place.

I failed to grasp the point of bringing the supernatural into the story considering that it played no part in the plot. Additionally, Delaney is supposed to be able to "hear" books speak, and several times we get a hint of her "hearing" a quote from a book - usually Shakespeare - but this made absolutely no sense whatsoever. It played no part in the plot or in resolving the mystery, so I simply didn’t get this at all. It just made her seem in need of some serious psychiatric attention.

So Delaney Nichols is not in Kansas anymore. She's in Edinburgh, Scotland, to take up her new job at The Cracked Spine, an old, small, dusty, disorganized book shop on a narrow street in Edinburgh, Scotland. The shop is odd, but the main character is more odd. She uproots herself from Kansas and flies to start a new job in this obscure little shop in Edinburgh. We're given absolutely no reason whatsoever to justify this flight. Delaney is decidedly odd and not in a good way.

Consider the cataloging system she apparently employs: "It was more than the fact that it might be in the P's for parody. It wouldn't have been that simple, I decided." Who catalogs books by putting them in 'P' for parody? A chain book shop might have a humor section where parody would be, but it would be alphabetized by author. In a disorganized antiquarian shop? And a specific section on parody? No. It was just weird and took me out of my suspension of disbelief for a second or two. A bookstore like this wouldn't have survived with so many employees and so little movement of books. No one actually seems to do any work there.

So ween granting that the owner is old and quirky this cataloging seemed off. It seemed even more off that Delaney would think this way - but then we never do discover why she was hired. The shop itself has too many quirks. On her first brief visit, she meets a young man dressed in Shakespearean costume, who introduces himself as Hamlet. He says he's acting in a local production of Macbeth, although he's too superstitious to use the play's name. Fie on that, say I! Lay on, Macduff, and damned be him who first cries "What if Macduff doesn't want you laying on him?" Well, the rest is silence, so let's not paint the lily.

I digress, but there's an on-line source which purports to correct misspoken Shakespeare, and one of the misquotes is from Richard 3.0, where the titular character says, "Now is the winter of our discontent...." He goes on to finish his assertion by adding, "...made glorious summer by this son of York," except that corrections page itself is incorrect in that it says, "sun of York"! I really enjoyed the irony. Shakespeare is often misunderstood because there's been many a year slipped 'twixt bard and modern lip. Even words we still use have changed meaning.

Moreover, they had a different way of speaking four hundred years ago - of pronouncing words, as the Crystals demonstrate at the Globe Theatre. It puts a whole new sense and sensibility on some of the seemingly obscure things he wrote and the rhymes he apparently didn't make. When you pronounce "Nothing" as "Noting", for example, then "Much Ado About Noting" makes sense given how often that last word is used in the introductory scenes, and how important the act of noting events accurately becomes during the rest of the play.

Do I really digress? Not so much, because part of this mystery centers on the location of a Shakespeare first folio - a new one that has been surreptitiously discovered, the existence of which known only to a local cadre of wealthy friends in Edinburgh. The fact that there are many so-called 'first' folios rather robs them of their cardinal precedence, doesn't it? I mean, only one can actually really be the first. The rest are not to be. That is their destiny.

Edwin, the owner of the book shop where Delaney now works, bought this new folio (maybe the last first folio!), and inexplicably left it in the charge of his previously ne'er do well sister, who inexplicably hides it in a place where it’s inexplicably discovered. Now she's been murdered, no one knows where the folio is, nor why she was murdered. Was it an unsavory character from her addled past, or is it someone who was looking for the folio? And why is Edwin hindering the police investigation into his sister's murder by withholding information about it from the police? Was the folio stolen and if so why would his reputation - or preserving hers - be more important than tracking down his sister's killer? None of this makes sense, nor is it explained.

I found it funny that chapter three ended with a 'five' leading into chapter four: "I didn't wake again until my alarm sounded the next morning at five." But that's just me. It felt like a countdown to something wicked this way coming. It wasn't. It would have been hilarious if it could have somehow been continued, but it was not to be. That's the question?!

As you may have gathered, I had some problems with this novel, the first of which was why the main character suddenly started acting like a detective. She knew no one here. She had nothing to prove and no vested interest in any piece of property or person, yet she immediately and suddenly started acting like a private investigator for no reason. She neglected the job she was hired to do, and pursued the case like a pit bull, yet no one says a word about her behavior! Worse than this, she's unaccountably aggressive and rude without having any reason to be so. It just felt wrong. If you're going to have a character do this, then please at least equip her with a rational motivation for out-of-character behavior! Give her something which spurs her into it - don’t just have her running all over for no reason at all!

In general, the writing was very good from a technical perspective, and for the most part it was readable, despite it being first person PoV. Some authors can do that voice without it being nauseating to read, but this created problems for the author, and it shows. When you write like this you can only tell the story from the PoV of the narrator. If something happens elsewhere, she doesn't know about it and we're set forth upon a sea of details, which by depressing, rends us. It lets slip the dogs of "Bah!" It's no better than a flashback or an info-dump which makes me want to shuffle off the awful tome. As it happens I made it to the end, and discovered it to be a total let-down. The plotting was less than satisfying.

One example was when the police came looking for Edwin, the owner of the book shop and the brother of the murder victim, Jenny. Instead of going to his home, where he might reasonably be expected to be - and in fact where he was - the police came to the book shop though there was no reason whatsoever for them to visit it. Another example is when Delaney goes with Hamlet to the police station. There's no reason for her to do this! Indeed, she's supposed to be working, yet off she goes of her own volition, accompanying one of the shop's part time employees - a teenager she barely knows - without so much as a by-your-leash. For me, her behavior turned her into an insufferable busybody, but the take-home lesson from this is that the author forced herself into adopting this unnatural and annoying behavior for her characters because of her choice of first person voice - the most limiting and restrictive voice you can choose. It felt so unnatural that it took me out of the story. Again.

The only explanation for this behavior is nothing to do with the plot and everything to do with Delaney having to witness things in order to derive something from what she sees or hears. The shop visit could have been explained by having the police say he wasn't at home which is why they were there at the shop, but this didn't happen. It was also weird in that when the two police detectives arrive, they turn out to be a chief inspector and an inspector rather than the usual Inspector and sergeant. Why did such a relatively high ranking officer show up on a murder investigation? There's no explanation offered, so what we're left with is the surmise that this is a case of special treatment because rich people were involved, which speaks very badly of the Scots police force. Did the author intend this insult? Who know - maybe they do things differently in Scotland but this seemed odd to me.

There was some genderist phrasing in the novel, too, such as when Delaney encounters the man who is quite obviously destined to be her male interest: Tom from the pub which shares Delaney's name and is across the street from the book shop. "He was beautiful, but in a manly, Scottish kind of way." What exactly does that mean?! A guy can't be beautiful without it being qualified lest it impugn his manliness or imply that he's gay? Scots manliness is different from other varieties of manliness?! I have no idea what it meant, but it felt like an insult.

Personally I'd prefer it if the character wasn't described in such shallow terms at all whether it's male or female, but if you're going to do it, don't insult people further by trying to make 'beautiful' a word inextricably tied to femininity which consequently requires qualifying if it's used elsewhere. It's like saying, "The castle was beautiful, in an impregnable, granitey kind of way...". Consider the inverse: "She was beautiful, but in a feminine, Scottish kind of way." Does that make any better sense? I think it doesn't. I think it sounds like an insult to Scots women.

A big disappointment was that chances to present Delaney as a strong female character seemed to be frittered away, as in when I read: "I'd had an issue with the warm water in my shower, but Elias said he'd fix it...". Immediately we have to go to a guy. What would be wrong with saying the same thing, but letting Delaney fix it: "I'd had an issue with the warm water in my shower, but I figured it out and fixed it." It's just as easy to write and doesn't make your main female character dependent on some guy for no good reason at all. It supports your position of having her figuring out a crime, because she's showing that she's independent and a self-starter. But Delaney really wasn't. She was never in any peril. She was totally dependent upon men throughout the story, and everything magically fell into place for her: a place for her to stay, free transportation whenever she needed it by means of the friendly cabbie trope, everyone being nice and friendly, and helpful. She wasn't quite a Mary Sue (although she was close), but the plot itself definitely was a Mary Sue.

One issue I could definitely relate to was in how much of the Scots accent a writer should convey in the writing. I wrestled with this problem in my own novel Saurus. Fortunately only one of the main characters was Scots in my case, so I didn't have to have everyone speaking like that all the time, but I can sympathize with a writer who does find themselves in such a position. Do we go full-tilt and risk readers becoming annoyed with the constant 'tae' in place of 'to' and so on? Do we start out full-tilt and slowly reduce the incidence, so the reader only has to deal with it for a short time before it becomes embedded and hopefully they won't notice as we reduce or even eliminate it? Do we only put a hint, or do we simply confine ourselves to referring to the accent once in a while, but not actually depicting it by changing spelling? This author went the 'changed spelling' rout and it became a bit tiresome. It was definitely a lesson for me.

In addition to the changed spelling, there are actual words employed, such as 'ken' which means 'knowledge'. It can be equated with 'know'. Ken is actually a verb, and it has tenses, which is what made this sentence wrong: " Edwin certainly ken what he was doing." That's like writing " Edwin certainly know what he was doing." It should have been "Edwin certainly kenned what he was doing," or "Edwin certainly kent what he was doing." These are issues that most people might not notice (or even care about!) unless they're actually Scots, but for a writer, they're worth keeping in mind. Talking of which, I didn't get this sentence: "Dinnae mynd a bit". I don't know how we're expected to pronounced 'mynd' - is it just the same as the regular spelling, 'mind' or is it supposed to be pronounced 'mean-d' or 'mein-d' or something like? If the pronunciation isn't any different, why misspell it? If it is, why not spell it phonetically?

A big concern I had with this novel was over the stereotyping of the Scots. There's a lot of talk in the novel about drinking and whisky and while, in the UK, Scotland does consume more alcohol per capita than the rest of the country, on a global scale, the Scots fare poorly when it comes to consuming whisky: they're beaten by France, Uruguay, the USA, Australia, Spain, and the UAE. In overall alcohol consumption they're eighth in the world, and when it comes to drinking Scotch, they're not even in the top ten! So the stereotype doesn't hold.

In the final analysis, I found I really didn’t like Delaney and had no desire to read more about her in a series. She’s more of an idiot than an investigator. First of all, as I mentioned, there’s no rational reason offered for why (other than being a royal mile of a busybody) she gets involved in any of this. There’s no justification for her repeatedly skipping work to investigate, and it’s completely ridiculous that she appears to be going out of her way to solve the crime on the one hand, whilst at the same time, she’s actively hampering the police investigation on the other by withholding evidence!

She finds important evidence in Jenny’s apartment in form of torn-up bits of paper with writing on it, distributed in several locations, yet she fails to inform Edwin (even though he’s in the apartment when she finds it). She also fails to inform police of this. The resolution of this is, in the end, unimportant, but when it’s explained, it's given to us wrongly! We're told that one (incomplete) section of it reads, "ut tell him I’m so", yet when it becomes clear what this is, there is no word with 'ut' in it.

Delaney outright lies to the police about the existence of the missing first folio, even though Edwin had said it was okay to tell, if the police asked. In short, she’s actively tripping-up the investigation instead of helping it. A nicer resolution to this tale would have been to have her charged with obstructing a police investigation, but she isn’t, I'm sorry to report. If this had been set-up as a situation where we knew one of the police offers was somehow involved, then her behavior would be understandable, but this is never intimated. In short, it felt to me like she’s simply going through actions by rote, adhering to a regimented sequence to which she held tightly regardless of how stupid or silly it made her appear in doing so. I don’t have time for a character like that and I can’t recommend this novel.

In the end I had too many issues with it to give it a positive review. The main character was bordering on being a Mary Sue, but the real Mary Sue, to me, was the plot. There was really nothing troublesome or problematic in it in terms of obstacles the detective had to overcome.

For example, usually in these detective stories the main protagonist has to be put in some danger, but this one never was, and it seemed like everything was falling into her lap. She got a boyfriend pretty much on the first day, although thankfully that was a very minor element. She made friends with the cab driver who picked her up from the airport, and he then not only became the trope friendly cabbie who takes her everywhere for free, but also the means by which she found housing on her second day there.

The worst thing for me, though, was how much of a busybody she was. Despite just arriving and not knowing these people, and having no vested interest in their issues, she jumped right into the case, neglecting her job, and pretty much taking over the entire investigation. She was withholding vital information from the police, and pushing herself, often rudely, into questioning people and chasing down her "leads". She even withheld information from her employer, whose sister had been murdered.

The right ending to this would have been her being charged with obstructing a police investigation! In the end, the resolution was decidedly mundane. I kept seeing references to the supernatural, mainly to ghosts haunting various places, yet never once did that enter into the actual plot or the story as a whole, so I failed to get what the significance of it was. She also claimed that books talked to her - mainly in the form of quotes from the classics, and most often, in this case, Shakespeare, but this led nowhere. I got the impression it was only in there to set up future volumes.

It wouldn't have been so bad if there had been justification offered for some of the things she did or the things we were told, but there never was. We didn't even get a valid reason for why she upped and left Kansas to fly to Edinburgh to take up this job in a pokey little private book shop in an obscure backstreet in Edinburgh. I was really disappointed. The information contained in this message may be privileged and confidential. It is intended to be read only by the individual or entity to whom it is addressed or by their designee. If the reader of this message is not the intended recipient, you are on notice that any distribution of this message, in any form, is strictly prohibited. If you have received this message in error, please immediately notify the sender and delete or destroy any copy of this message!

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

The Mystery Woman by "Amanda Quick"


Rating: WARTY!

This was an audio book I happened upon a the library and I found this story - set in the nineteenth century - intriguing and the voice of the narrator to be extraordinarily seductive. Indeed, it as the sexual quality of the voice which made the story more appealing initially, but curiously by the halfway point, the voice had become cloying and tedious, and no longer held appeal. It was a bit of a weird experience. As for the author, her real name is Jayne Ann Krentz, and she uses the 'Quick' pseudonym for her historical dramas, of which this is one - the second in the "Ladies of Lantern Street" series. I haven't read the first.

Krentz is a prodigious writer and has a host of pseudonyms - a ridiculous number, in fact: Jayne Castle, Jayne Taylor, Jayne Bentley, Stephanie James and Amanda Glass. She sold the original name to a publisher for ten years! That strikes me as absurd, especially since 'Jayne Castle' was actually her birth name. To me it's dishonest to present yourself as someone else for the sake of selling a novel in a genre different from the one you write in under your own name. It's as dishonest as pretending your publisher is independent when it's really just another imprint upon which Big Publishing™ has firmly stamped its own imprint - not that this happened here. This is the first book I've read by any of those names, and it wasn't a positive impression. Note that I only made it through half of this novel before I gave up out of sheer boredom.

Beatrice Lockwood has some psychic power - quite strong, but limited in comparison with the powers we typically read about in paranormal stories. Why she has it goes unexplained in a story where it's never actually used for anything significant. She can sense some of the history of an object just by looking at it and opening up her sensitivity to it. She was part of an entertainment duo, but went into hiding, functioning as a paid companion. As the story begins, we discover, along with Beatrice, that her old partner, Roland Fleming, has been murdered, and some Russian-accented assassin is now looking for Beatrice. This guy evidently recovered material from the home of the victim which is now being used to blackmail a woman named Hannah, who happens to be the sister of Joshua Gage, an ex-spy for the government. Consequently, he takes an interest in Beatrice, unexpectedly helping her to save her female companion from a kidnap attempt, which was why she was hired as a companion in the first place. The two form an alliance to track down The Bone Man who is evidently behind the murder.

The story was really interesting at first, but after that initial flush of excitement, it settled into a really slow courtship, and the murder and mystery took a complete back seat. It was truly sad. I was really into it to begin with, but then there was nothing to hold my interest. It was like reading someone's diary which after the initial excitement becomes diarrhea because it turns out that their life is less interesting than your own and kind of stinks, to boot. I can't recommend this.


Monday, October 19, 2015

Doctor Who The Forgotten by Tony Lee


Rating: WORTHY!

Pia Guerra, Nick Roche, and Kelly Yates's art work was good here, except in trying to depict the seventh Doctor, who looked nothing like him! The framework for this is the tenth Doctor (David Ten-nant in the TV show) traveling with Martha Jones (Freema Agyemon) to a museum which seems to be aimed at The Doctor and no one and nothing else. The Doctor suddenly loses his memory and so we get a chance to enjoy a short story with each of the Doctor's incarnations in turn and in order, beginning with William Hartnell's first Doctor back in 1963. The first two incarnations are even depicted in gray-scale since their shows were transmitted in black and white. This story can only be done in this way (in print or in anime) now that so many of the original characters have grown old and died in many cases.

As the tenth Doctor tries to recover his memory, Martha brings to him in turn the walking stick from the first Doctor, and the descant recorder from the second Doctor (Patrick Troughton). In Hartnell's adventure, he's in ancient Egypt with his original companions, Barbara Wright (Jacqueline Hill), Susan Foreman, his granddaughter (Carole Ann Ford), and Ian Chesterton (William Russell). Two of those four are no longer alive. The Doctor and his group manage to escape captivity when pharaoh Menkaure is attacked - an assassination attempt thwarted by the Doctor's walking stick!

Troughton appears with his companions Jamie McCrimmon (Fraser Hines, the only male companion not to wear trousers...), and Zoe Heriot (Wendy Padbury) fighting against the sentient snakes on a space station (evidently). The third Doctor is triggered by a set of car keys, and appears with his companion Jo Grant (Katy Manning, the only companion to appear nude with a Dalek to my knowledge!), and with Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart (Nicholas Courtney). He also gets to ride Bessie once more (that's not what you might think!) as they flee dog-people riding mechanical spiders!

The fourth Doctor (Tom Baker) arrives with the scent of Jelly Babies, and appears with a time lord companion Romana (Lalla Ward), who he married in real life. She's now married to Richard Dawkins. Their (that is the Doctor and Romana's) quest is to escape the labyrinth - of tunnels under Paris. The Fifth Doctor (Peter Davison) arrives with Tegan Jovanka (Janet Fielding), and Vislor Turlough (Mark Strickson) and is triggered by not by celery, but by a cricket ball which he use it in a subtle sleight-of-hand to ward off the Judoon. The sixth (Colin Baker - no relation) is depicted rescuing Perpugilliam "Peri" Brown (Nicola Bryant who arrive on the show wearing less than Amy Pond was!) form a murder charge by employing his unexpected expertise in exotic firearms.

The seventh Doctor (Sylvester McCoy) appears with companion Dorothy Gale McShane, aka "Ace" (Sophie Aldred), on another war-torn planet where some irresponsible Time Lord has given a virus to one side to use on the other. The Doctor corrects this by administering a restorative hidden in his brolly, which the tenth doctor makes use of to recover from a weak spell.

Held in prison, the eighth Doctor (Paul McGann) can hardly appear with his only companion Grace Holloway (Daphne Ashbrook) so we get to see him with Chan-Tir, no doubt in some way related to Chan-Tho of the Utopia episode. They escape and bring the Doctor to his previous incarnation (Christopher Eccleston) and his companion Rose (Billie Piper). To defeat his own evil self, however, inexplicably requires all ten Doctors. Finally, he gets to hug his granddaughter Susan.

Despite a few flaws, this was a great retrospective and visitation with all ten doctors (minus the so-called war Doctor), and a lovely bit of nostaglia. I recommend it.


Doctor Who Vol 3 Final Sacrifice by Various Authors


Rating: WORTHY!

There were several stories in this one volume. Old Friend and Final sacrifice were written by Tony Lee with art by Matthew Dow Smith. Ground Control was by Jonathan L Davis with art by Kelly Yates. The Big Blue Box was by Matthew Dow Smith, and To Sleep Perchance to Scream was by Al Davison.

Old Friend

This is (combined with the separately titled part two) the longest story by far and occupies most of this graphic novel. It begins with The Doctor and his purely-in-print companion visiting a dying man in a retirement home. From there we quickly end-up several solar systems away with some Victorian adventurers, on a devastated planet fighting a bloody war between two factions, neither of whom knows when to give up. The planet, it turns out, was supposed to be terraformed, but the war has been going on so long that no one has a clue where they came from or how things got to be where they were. It's very reminiscent of the tenth Doctor and Martha's adventure in the TV ep. The Doctor's Daughter.

Final sacrifice

Is part two of Old Friend.

Ground Control

If you've ever been chased by a giant panda militia, you'll know exactly what's going on here, but that's just the introduction. The real problem comes when the Doctor is effectively pulled over by a speed cop and given the third degree.

The Big Blue Box

Borrows from Victory of the Daleks wherein the Daleks have left a robot human in London which they plan on detonating but which fails. This story doesn't involve Daleks, but otherwise is pretty much the same idea.

To Sleep Perchance to Scream

What does the Doctor dream about when he finally sleeps, and who helps him out when he has a bad dream?

I liked this in general. It wasn't spectacular, but parts of it were really good. I wasn't too keen on the sexism exhibited by The Doctor when he snidely remarks about a man and a woman:"I just knew them as the 'annoying woman'...and the one in the dress". Later he repeats this kind of insult referring to 'screaming like a girl". That aside this was, on balance, a worthy read.


Sunday, October 18, 2015

Smoke by Catherine McKenzie


Rating: WORTHY!

This novel, which is outside of my normal range of choices in reading, is a story set in a small town in a fire-risk area where a brush fire has started which has the potential to threaten the whole town. It has a claustrophobic feel to it, with the town seemingly isolated, the fire bearing down on it, and an ongoing quest to find out how the fire started under way even as the fire is fought with increasing numbers of people and growing amounts of equipment. The two main characters are Elizabeth, a woman who, despite her youth, has a long experience of dealing with brush fires in a professional capacity, and Mindy, a slightly older woman. Mindy has suggested using the funds her group collects annually for the local ice hockey team, for the fire-victims instead, since the hockey team doesn't need it. In particular, she wants to help an old guy named John whose house has burned down completely, but before long, John becomes a suspected arsonist.

I'm sorry to say that we get the trope routine of having the main character describing themselves by looking into a mirror. In this case it's Elizabeth who is a green-eyed redhead. She speaks in first person PoV, which is actually quite palatable for once, but this is interspersed with a third person perspective from the PoV of Mindy, and later, from the PoV of another character. The writing was technically very good (especially since this was an advance review copy), with very few appreciable errors or issues,

Presumably the few that were apparent will disappear in the actual published edition. For example, I read, "...who'd read To Kill a Mockingbird one too many times..." wherein both the title of the book and the first word after the title were italicized, which made for an odd read! Another was "...with a whole in her heart" which should have read "...with a hole in her heart." A third was "He gently removed my shirt from my finger gently...." Note that this may sound weird here out of context (it sounds fine in context), but the issue is that 'gently' appears twice. It was evidently an editorial change where the original 'gently', whichever it is, failed to be erased. I do that often!

Another example was "...I'd of thought you knew that by now." I know people say this instead of saying it correctly, or at least they sound like they're saying this, but I don't think that gives a writer free reign to write it like that when it ought to be "...I'd have thought you would've known that by now." One more was " Aren't nothing you can do about it." Presumably that should be " Ain't nothing you can do about it." One last example was where the phrase, "The Daily’s offices" was used. The 'l' and the 'y' were unaccountably italicized whereas the rest of the word was not!

One problem I had was the extent of Elizabeth's involvement in the investigation. Yes, she knew her stuff when it came down to interpreting the beginning of the fire, but she was neither a professional (no longer) nor a police officer, so even though she worked for the local DA, it seemed odd that she was so involved int eh minutiae of the investigation. But that's no big deal.

On the positive side, the really nice way in which the first person PoV is done, as well as the integration of this with a third person perspective, works well and tempts me to bring this to the attention of other publishers and writers and tell them in no uncertain terms: "See? It can be done! Follow this example." In general I liked the way this story unfolded. Some might find it a little slow, at odds with the urgency of the spreading fire, but for me, it wasn't rushed and it didn't drag. It felt normal and natural and that's a really pleasant thing to encounter in a novel, especially one with drama and self-recrimination laced through it.

Elizabeth and Mindy knew each other at one point, but are no longer speaking. It takes a while for the story behind that to unfold. Mindy starts out feeling a bit unappealing and slightly useless. Elizabeth starts out in the beginning of a divorce from her husband of ten years. How much of their feelings are real and how much is smoke? That's what this novel explores, and the extent to which people's lives are tangled and twisted around one another is what's really at the heart of the story, adding to the claustrophobia and the feeling of being trapped in something you don't even understand, let alone know how to get out of. The feeling exists at so many levels in this novel it's a wonder the author managed to keep hold of all the threads! But she did.

I have to say that I didn't like the ending (one character who needed a come-uppance gets none), but it was appropriate to the way the rest of the novel was written, so even though I rather disliked it, it was what the novel demanded. I recommend this novel, It's not your usual drama. I can see it becoming a movie or a TV mini-series. Hopefully it will be a movie, because while TV can do subtlety better than a movie, it rarely gets this kind of story right!


The Double Dabble Surprise by Beverley Lewis


Rating: WARTY!

This was on clearance and I can see why! I picked it up because it looked like an interesting way to teach children about cultural differences and acceptance, but it turned out o be exactly the opposite - it was a classic example of American imperialism at its worst, assimilating and subduing cultures, and being patronizing and condescending towards people who aren't "lucky enough" to be born American, and I refuse to recommend this or the series it begins. I had no idea that it was really a religious tract disguised as a children's story.

Abby and Cary Hunter are expecting new sisters - but their mom isn't pregnant. These sisters are coming from "Korea". Why Korea, I have no idea. Were this story written in the late fifties I could see some sort of logic to that, but it was written in the mid-nineties. I would have thought there were other nations which had more of a problem with parentless children than "Korea". And why "Korea" - as opposed to North Korea or South Korea? It's like the author didn't know the nation was split, or didn't care.

There's evidently been a mix-up, and instead of two girls showing up, two boys show up. For me this would have called into question the competence of this entire adoption operation, but Abby and Carly's parents take the boys in anyway, fully expecting to kick then out in three days when the girls arrive! Never once is any consideration given to what the boys are going through, Indeed, the boys seem neither tired nor dejected, neither sad nor nervous, and they speak pretty much fluent English. No problems here!

Except that the girls don't take to the boys, who are named Sung Jin and Joon Koo. They wanted sisters. Seong would have sounded more realistic than Sung and Joon rather than Choo, but let's not get into pronunciations - they're rather flexible anyway to we in the west. This isn't even the problem (not yet). The problem is that these boys are suddenly expected to abandon their entire heritage and become generic Americans, with no regard whatsoever for the religion they were raised in, or for their culture. Mom starts cooking barrels of rice every meal, like Koreans eat nothing but, and the boys are immediately assimilated. This struck me as odd at best, and insulting at worst.

Seriously, why even try to emulate their traditional foods, if you're going to trample all over the rest of their heritage? Their own religion never is even considered. They're immediately assimilated into sentimental Christianity and prayed over as they're preyed on. It's automatically assumed that they must be given western names. Joon Koo is shown to be fully in favor of ditching the name he's had for years, like it's a disease which can only be cured with a good dose of Americanism! He wants to be called "Jimmy".

Later the girls discuss Sung Jin, asking if he will always have two names, and Abby settles it by saying, "Only until he gets an American name" - not even a western name, but an American one! It's like their real names are an embarrassment - something only an orphan would have. When someone asks how the boys are doing, they're told that the boys are learning to pray for their food - not to thank farmers, but to thank the girls' invisible, non-interactive god for it - and that one of the boys is reminding this god that he's eating American rice now - yes, italicized American! - because "Korean" rice evidently sucks!

I couldn't believe I was reading this crap in a novel written in the mid-nineties. To me it illustrated the very worst that organized, blinkered religion has to offer, and it was nauseating to read. I flatly refuse to recommend any book like this.


Saturday, October 17, 2015

Surprise in the Kitchen by Mary Lee


Rating: WARTY!

This is the third is a series of Mia books that I got as a single set. Two out of three isn't bad. This one was less appealing than the previous two. They're very much aimed at girls, and I wish they were a little more inclusive, but the story is about Mia, and her activities and passions, so that's the only perspective we get. That said, I did like the books in general terms. They were fun and feisty and interestingly drawn and plotted. The books are colorful and the other two told a real story. I imagine they would be quite engaging for all children, until the young boys start growing into other pursuits. This one was less than satisfying.

Mia is a fun-loving and slightly accident-prone child who has a wild imagination and goes full-on into new adventures. In this one, she's invited to make cookies with mom. What bothered me about this one, having read three of them now, was that dad was not very involved in Mia's life. I got the impression that these stories were rooted in true life adventures, and that dad was out at work while mom was home (or out) with Mia during them. This is fine, but it would have been nice to have seen more variety in terms of parental interaction in Mia's stories even were it not there in real life for whatever reason. Mom even seems to sleep alone as judged by this particular story. Indeed, dad got only one mention in the entire three-book set, and that was very briefly in the first one I read. maybe they got divorced?!

Mia isn't fond of baking, but she is fond of eating, so she feels rather like a spare wheel in the kitchen. She decides to make up for this by preparing breakfast for mom, and it turns into a predictable Mia-style disaster. It's nothing a nice plate of spaghetti can't cure, however. I can't recommend this story for the reasons I've mentioned, and because this one felt a lot less engaging than the previous two had. The cookie-baking was really not there - there was a start and an end but no middle (where we learn what went into the cookies), and I felt this was an omission that should have itself been omitted. Actually we didn't even really see Mia get to eat a cookie!

This could have been used as a great teaching tool - to encourage children to seek advice from one parent when planning a surprise breakfast for the other, so it doesn't end up as too much of a surprise; to teach kids a bit about baking and kitchen safety; to show engagement with the dad in making the cookies. I think, as a recipe, it was lacking and needed healthier ingredients. But I wish Mia the best and hope her dreams and adventures continue!


Beautiful, Amazing Magical Ballet by Mary Lee


Rating: WORTHY!

This is one of a really fluffy set of children's books written, I suspect, by a mom about her daughter. The books are available in a set of three which is how I got them. The drawings - presumably by the author herself, since no artist us credited, are completely charming. The book was very readable and charmed even a curmudgeon like me, so I don't doubt it will delight children. Note that this is very much a girl's book however (there's a lot of pink here, too!), and as such it's unlikely to interest many boys, especially older ones, unless they're particularly interested in what girls get up to when boys aren't around.

The pictures were colorful and sharp, and the drawing was perfect for the intended age range. The text was simple without being dumbed-down, and there was a real story going on. I read the book on my cell phone and it was perfectly clear and legible, but one thing I missed out on is that you cannot get the double-page spread when you read the book in electronic format. You get each half of the double page on a separate screen which ruins the effect. I've encountered this same problem with graphic novels when reading them on a tablet. I think publishers and writers really need to understand that you can't write a half-way book like this - it needs to be written either for e-format or for print. It can't straddle both unless you create two separate editions, one dedicated to each format.

Keeping in mind the intense discipline, pain, broken toe nails and even broken toes that are in store for anyone who truly wants to take up ballet seriously, I recommend this for a fun read. It entertained me, as Mia goes off to her first ballet lesson and makes quite an impact - literally. This story is very imaginative, taking us inside Mia's thoughts and illustrating them for us. It bothered me that there were quite literally no boys in the ballet class. Even though this is clearly aimed at girls I think it's important not to stereotype in this manner. Boys can and do enjoy dance and ballet and it seems a bit exclusive to not even depict them. We're never going to have real gender equality as long as children are routinely subjected to this kind of subtle "brain-washing" and passive exclusion/inclusion.

Other than that I found the book as charming as the first and I recommend it, with these issues in mind.


Not Just a Princess by Mary Lee


Rating: WORTHY!

This is one of a really fluffy set of children's books written, I suspect, by a mom about her daughter. The drawings - presumably by the author herself, since no artist us credited, are completely charming. I read this book on my cell phone and it was perfectly clear and legible, but one thing I missed out on is that you cannot get the double-page spread when you read the book in electronic format. You get each half of the double page on a separate screen which ruins the effect. I've encountered this same problem with graphic novels when reading them on a tablet. I think publishers and writers really need to understand that you can't write a half-way book like this - it needs to be written either for e-format or for print. It can't straddle both unless you create two separate editions, one dedicated to each format.

That said, the book was eminently readable and charmed even me, so I imagine it will delight children. This is very much a girl's book however, so while very young children will enjoy it regardless of their gender, as your boy grows older, he may not find this as engrossing. The pictures were colorful and sharp, and the drawing was perfect for the intended age range. The text was simple without being dumbed-down, and there was a real story being told here.

Mia is a feisty and self-possessed little girl who has a very active imagination. She's not in a princess mood today however - anything but. She's a lioness at breakfast, snarfing down her cereal. Note that 'lioness' is the author's term, not mine. This is a bit of a pet peeve of mine. While lioness is a technically accurate appellation for the female of the lion species, note that it's only the lion, really, that gets this distinction. Yes, there is tigress, but it's rarely used. There isn't cheetah-ess or leopard-ess, or a cat-ess (you have to go to Tom and Queen - or maybe even quean for a feisty cat) . I wonder why? For animals, it doesn't bother me so much, but when human females are subject to the same treatment, it smacks of genderism to me. I'm very much against adding 'ess' to a word and declaring that the confine of the female of the human species. Why actress? Why not just actor? Why authoress? Shephardess? Progress? Am I kidding with that last one?). It's worth a thought.

Moving along now, I recommend this story overall, because although she was typecast with lioness and cowgirl, Mia steadfastly refused to be otherwise constrained, taking on a variety of personas through her day, and even in her dreams. I didn't doubt that she would live her dreams as she grew up. This book is also available in a trio of Mia books.



Thursday, October 15, 2015

The Sarah Jane Adventures: Wraith World by Cavan Scott, Mark Wright


Rating: WORTHY!

This is one-disk audio book, read impeccably by Elisabeth Sladen who played Sarah Jane Smith in the long-running BBC TV kids' series, spun off from the even longer-running Doctor Who, was excellent fun. Very much in the spirit of the TV show, but separate form it, this story was about an aging fantasy writer, who has just published his last book in his most famous series. Little do Sarah Jane and the young adults she works with, dealing with or even combating alien visitations, realize that another one is going on right under their noses.

Being a big fan of the series, young Rani visits the author with Sarah Jane, but little do they know that the author, because of the alien paper he wrote on, quite literally made up the series - and precipitated it in real life. Before long, there are worm creatures, which can congregate into evil aliens (note unsurprising similarities to season nine of Doctor Who!, which is current as I wrote this.

This story isn't brilliant by any means and the Beeb lards it up with too much special FX, but that aside, the story was a fun romp for youngsters, and I enjoyed revisiting one of the most loved companions of The Doctor, who died long before her time. The only companion so far to have had her own spin-off series. RIP Elisabeth. You will never be forgotten.


Alcatraz Versus the Evil Librarians by Brandon Sanderson


Rating: WARTY!

I had previously favorably reviewed two Sanderson books, The Rithmatist in September of 2013, and Steelheart in March of 2014, but this short audio book rubbed me up the wrong way from disk one, and I was going to give it another day, but when I picked it up just now to make some notes, I simply could not stand the thought of putting it back in the drive when I had other books waiting in the wings, so out it goes (back to the totally excellent local library).

The first problem was with the reader, Ramón de Ocampo. His reading voice just made my skin crawl. It felt like he was saying, in a subtext, "Hey! Check out how wonderful I am, going over the top with this novel!" I couldn't stand to listen to it even had the book been good. In that case I would have got the print or ebook version and read it myself, like I did with Vampire Academy. That option was out though, becuase the actual text was jsut as bad as the reader's voice. It felt like the aiuhtor was hitting me over the head with every word he spoke, and it was jsu tthe worng tone, the worng voice, too stupid for words.

I don't know what the plot is, other than grandpa, orphan Al, and evil librarans, and I really don't care. I can't recommend this book.


The One and Only Ivan by Katherine Applegate


Rating: WORTHY!

The only other Katherine Applegate I've reviewed was Eve and Adam, which I rated a worthy read back in February 2013, shortly after I started writing this blog.

I listened to the audio book for this. It's a very short book, less than four hours listening time. The reading is by Adam Grupper, whom I've never encountered before. In some ways his voice sounded perfectly right, in others not so much, but on balance, he did a really decent job with it. I particularly liked his take on Bob, the terrier mutt, and Ruby, the newbie elephant.

I liked this novel despite it being a Newbery winner. I read some of the negative reviews for this, and they seemed not to get it. There were reviews stating things like, "animals don't talk to one another". Well, duhh! That's exactly what I mean by them not getting it. The fact is that animals do talk to one another - they just don't do it in plain English, but they do communicate, particularly elephants, dogs and great apes (and yes, you are a great ape biologically speaking whether your ignorant religion likes it or not. Humans are genetically closer to chimpanzees than rats are to mice). The thing these reviewers are missing is that this actually isn't a story about animals which can talk to one another, it's how animals might talk to one another if they could. More realistically, it's a commentary on how humans treat animals spoken from the perspective of some of the animals we abuse so badly.

The ignorance among some reviewers about the smarts and sensitivity of the animals portrayed here was scary, and indicative of the second-rate science education which is proudly delivered to US citizens. Yes, gorillas, elephants, and dogs are sensitive. Yes, they do feel things in ways similar to humans. No, they don't speak English, but yes, gorillas (and chimpanzees, and Orangutans) have been taught to express themselves using American Sign Language for the deaf. Look up Koko and Kanzi and those are just two names off the top of my head. Yes, gorillas and elephants (and chimpanzees) paint pictures with paints and draw pictures with crayons in real life. Deal with it.

I started listening to this with a feeling of déjà vu, like I'd read it before, but either I didn't read the whole thing, or I read something else that was similar to this, yet not this, because after that initial feeling, the story went in ways I didn't expect, which diminished the feeling considerably. I thought this was a story where the animals would bust out of their confines and go on the run. That's not how it ended. The fact that they didn't break out made it more realistic and more sad, for me.

The story is told in first person from the perspective of Ivan, a silverback mountain gorilla who has been in captivity since infancy after he and his sister were kidnapped and his parents killed and turned into ashtrays. His sister died from the shock of confinement, and Ivan has been alone since. Since then, the only other wildlife he has seen has been on the cranky TV he has view of from his cage.

Ivan is stoic and limited in his perceptions. He's an ape of few words, although he's allowed poetic expression from time to time. He knows only what he sees, and doesn't think too much about what was or what will be. Most of what he sees is from behind the glass window into the mall, where he looks at ill-behaved passers-by and starers-in. He's allowed crayons and paper which he uses to draw what he sees, although both his artistic skill and vision are limited. His pictures are sold in a store near his cage. In his heyday, he had fans (the 'one and only' comes from the billboard on a highway near the mall), but now, the Big Top Mall and Video Arcade has gone downhill, and there are fewer visitors and even less money for maintenance, food, and treats.

Ivan's closest friends are Stella the elephant, who is sick from an infected foot the owner can't afford to get treated. Nevertheless she's expected to perform once-a-day for paying visitors, where she walks around while a poodle runs on her back and head. The placid Ivan does his turn there too. Nothing changes. Until young Ruby arrives - an infant version of, and replacement for, Stella. Ruby kicks things up a notch and the questions she peppers Ivan with are hilarious. Ivan gets "outside" news from Bob, the terrier mix who sleeps with him at night, but spends his time foraging and avoiding humans during the day. For me it was Bob and Ruby, not Ivan and Stella, who made this story. They represented hope which the gorilla and older elephant no longer had.

The blurb suggests that Ivan takes action to improve things. He doesn't. He has no power. Instead, he has actions performed upon him, and in the end, although far from ideal, these actions do improve his life and Ruby's considerably. I recommend this as a worthy read and a good discussion book to share with children of all ages.


The Empty by Jimmie Robinson


Rating: WORTHY!

This is one of the most amazing graphic novels I've read in a long time. It's highly original, and though the science is questionable (seven thousand years isn't enough time for the evolution we saw going on here), I was willing to let that go and bask in the glory of the story. Tanoor is a fiercesome hunter in her impoverished desert land where gangly, somewhat disproportioned people eke out a dwindling existence.

One day Tanoor encounters a strange woman in the ocean, and she's smart enough, and desperate enough to know that this brand new thing in her world - a woman who looks like Tanoor and not like Tanoor, maybe the break-through they need to overcome the poison roots which are spreading and destroying everything in their path. Her fellow villagers, however, disagree, and banish both Lila, the new girl, and Tanoor into the harsh land of the Mool, a savage race which lives across the chasm. Lila, however, who has proved ot ahve unexpected and beneficial powers, discovers that the Mool are peace-loving and just as threatened by the encroaching roots as everyone else. Traveling with her pet, the foxelope, and her two new companions, Tanoor eventually discovers more wonders, and eventually, the deadly secret which has brought the world almost to extinction.

I really loved this story. The artwork was excellent, the story intelligent and brisk, and despite my scientific misgivings, I felt this did more than enough to overcome the reservations I had. I recommend it.


Sidekicked by Russell Brettholtz


Rating: WORTHY!

It's really hard these days to come up with something original in the way of graphic novels about super heroes, but I think there's still some solid gold to be mined (or even mind!) here, and this creative team proved it with a really great, original, and meaningful story. Set in contemporary Chicago, this novel is about a world of selfish super heroes - and let's face it, is there really any other kind than the self-absorbed, super-powered, suited sentry? In this case, each hero seems to come equipped with a much put-upon sidekick, and the sidekicks are treated like dirt. So they go on strike!

It's not long before the super villains, who have hitherto been getting the worst of the deal, take up the slack and start exploiting this vacuum for their own ends. Teaming up as they never have before, they start taking out the super heroes until only the sidekicks are left. That's when the sidekicks team up and start fighting back. This is also a selfish attitude, but it works for them! Their experience in supporting their heroes proves invaluable in working together - something which the egotistical super heroes were never able to master. But there's more to the story than this. Villains have sidekicks, too....

I really liked this story. Yes, the sidekick shtick has been beaten about the bush before now, but never quite in this way in my reading experience at least, and I liked the way the dynamic played out. The characters seemed realistic and were interesting, with different motivations and personalities. It was a really good, engaging story, and the artwork by Miguel Mendoça was suitably heroic. I recommend it.


Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Death Vigil Volume 1 by Stjepan Šejić


Rating: WORTHY!

I loved Stjepan Šejić's Rat Queens, not so hot on his Dresden Files, but this particular series was another win for him in my book - or for me with his book, I guess. After reading two less-than-appealing graphic novels prior to this one, it was a breath of fresh air to encounter the sotry and artwork here. It wasn't all plain sailing, but overall, this was a very worthy read.

It's a great life in the Vigil. The only drawback is you have to be dead - and then get invited to join because of some special quality you possess. Oh, and you must accept that your hair color will change to white. But not your skin color. I didn't get the distinction there. The evil dudes have, of course black hair, but not necessary black skin - because that would be racist, right?!

Once you're in, though, you get a weapon, and a cool bunch of fun friends. On the downside, you have to fight horrific demonic beasties which try to break through from the abyss into the upper layers. The beasts were sadly clichéd, I'm afraid to report - all scarlet and teeth. The death vigil crew, and indeed the bad guys, all curiously shared the same face - with a change of hair style here and there, and maybe some facial hair or a slightly more square jaw if it was a guy. Sometimes it was hard for me to tell the difference between once character and another from their image, although they all had different personalities. Indeed, when the hair color unexpectedly changes on one of the good guys, she became pretty much a twin of one of the girls on the evil side. I don't think that this was intentional, but who knows - the series isn't over yet!

There's the superficial plot - cracks develop in the barrier, evil beasts break through and the Death Vigil dispatches them, calling in help from their powerful female leader if they get into trouble - and an underlying story arc, and it worked well on both levels. That was what was commendable and different about this series - the guys were not in charge here. This is a very female-centric series, with both good guys and bad guys having a strong female figure calling the shots. On the good side, there was more than one interesting female character: try five!

Bernie (Bernadette) is the leader - an ancient and powerful female who rules the roost, advising and guiding her apprentices. She has two younger females working with her and as the story begins, she adds a third, who serves as the passport for the reader to learn how this set-up works. The newbie is amusing in her own right; she has real personality, but she;s also fascinating in that whereas other vigil-ers have swords and pick-axes for fighting demons, she ends up with a feather. It proves to be far more than it seems, however. Last but not least, later in the story, there's an Asian female from another team who, along with her male colleague, joins with Bernie's group to fight a particularly dangerous threat. This is what really won me over. It's rare in comics and it was nice to see it bloom here.

I really enjoyed this story. There were some issues with poor printing of speech balloons. I don't know what that was about. Some of it was intentional - red print on a black background for some of the evil characters, for example. That didn't work - it was very hard to read and simply annoying. In other cases the speech balloons were transparent and this looked unintentional - like someone had forgot to put in a white backing for these balloons. Some of the text was hard to read on an iPad in my advance review copy, because it was so small, necessitating an annoying need to enlarge and then diminish the page to read the text. That was a minor upset compare with the generosity, warmth, complexity, and humor of the story, so titanic good v. evil battle clichés aside, I really enjoyed this and recommend it as a worthy read.


Descender Volume 1 by Jeff Lemire


Rating: WARTY!

I felt disappointed in this from the start. This was an advance review copy, but it felt so unfinished that it was like reading a rough draft or a spec script. I can't speak for the print version because I saw this in e-form, so may be that the real thing is better-printed, but Dustin Nguyen's art in this format truly sucked. The colors were washed out in many images, as though CMYK coloring had been employed and one or two of the colors were missing! Some of the drawing looked like rough story-boarding from a movie set rather than comic book imagery - as though the frame had been penciled in quickly, with the intention of cleaning it up afterwards, but then it had been forgotten about and never finished.

The images are smaller on an iPad or other such tablets (and not a mini, a full sized pad) than in a printed comic, which often makes the text hard to read at best and illegible at worst. Both were present here. My advice to comic book publishers is that if you're not going to specifically tailor your book to the electronic format, then don't publish it in that format at all. It does you no favors to compromise between two different media, and it's even worse to design for one medium, and then try to promote it in the other. It doesn't work, and I despair that publishers, especially graphic novel publishers and creators, are never going to actually grasp this.

These problems were all apparent in the first two pages, before the story ever got going. When it did get going it was a sorry disappointment - a pastiche of movie and TV show clichés and tropes that offer no originality. If you missed season three of Star Trek: Enterprise, then you can pretty much catch up here: there's a variety of aliens working together, including insectoid and humanoid (and also one species mentioned which has become extinct), the unprovoked attack from a mystery spacecraft, the quest to find out where the craft originated before it's too late.

There's a huge dose of the movie AI; there's a juvenile Iron man who is all robot; there's a lackluster KAF ("Kick Ass Female") straight from central casting. There's a mechanical Hulk in the form of a drill-bot which has way too many smarts for a real drill-bot, but not enough to make an interesting character. There is an evil species which is , naturally, super-sized and all teeth. There is ridiculous unabridged cruelty and savagery in a supposedly civilized federation of planets. None of it came together to make any sense, let alone an engaging story.

The supposed story is of a robot designed to emulate a ten-year-old boy and be companion to such a child, which begs the question as to why it's armed with a deadly Iron Man style palm energy beam, which only made 'sense' in Iron Man because he needed the energy to fly. The kid robot has your stereotypical sci-fi alphanumeric name: TIM-21. The story here is that Tim has similar programming to the giant space bot which wrought havoc on the planets, but since one of the nine planets in the federation was already laid waste, the programming doesn't seem too smart in that this planet was also attacked! I could not get into this at all. it offered me nothing, and I can't recommend it.


Model Undercover: London by Carina Axelson


Rating: WARTY!

In this outing, teen model Axelle Anderson is in London. This is the second of these that I've read, and though normally - and thoroughly - disdain the fashion industry and fashion consciousness as the most self-absorbed, self-indulgent, abusive and wasteful activities ever devised, I found myself curiously liking the character and enjoying the story in the first volume, even though the title 'undercover model' is really wrong. She's actually an overt model and an undercover detective! There are three volumes published so far. I missed the second volume, so this is only my second outing. it didn't work out very well for me this time. It became obvious pretty quickly what the mystery was (hint: twins), yet the "detective' didn't even consider this forever, which spoke badly to her smarts.

The hardest thing for me to read in this series is the frequent mention of fashions, but I found in the first volume that if I ignored that, I enjoyed the rest of the story. This one didn't start out well, and the sad YA tropes started thick and fast, such as flecks of gold in the male's eyes: "...eyes (brown, with flecks of greengold..." Yes, 'greengold' is now a word! But seriously, can we get away from this flecks of gold nonsense? It's so tired now that it needs to be retired. I think maybe the 'greengold' was an accident because in the kindle app edition I read on my phone, I noticed there were quite a few such pairs of words run together. It seemed to be primarily where the word pair would normally have a hyphen between, and perhaps the conversion process to the Kindle format had missed a hyphen here and there? An example of this was in " state-of-theart", and this same phrase was used just a few paragraphs later with the hyphenation correct, so exactly what the problem here was, I can't pinpoint. The greengold eye disease revisits later: " I could see flecks of gold flickering in his eyes."

The chaptering was also messed up. I don't know if the original had dropped caps, but in the Kindle app version it had dropped lines! For example, if the sentence at the start of the chapter began, say, "As we quickly hurried for the train...", the Kindle app version would have the first letter 'A' on one line, the second letter (s) on the next line, and then the rest of the sentence on the third line. There were no screen-breaks between chapters, either; they just followed pell-mell after one another on the same screen as the previous chapter. It looked messy. This was an advance review copy which doesn't excuse shoddy presentation in this electronic age, but hopefully these flaws will be fixed before the final edition is released.

Some of the gaffes were amusing. This phrase belongs in the glossary of misheard song lyrics: " Thorough route aside," I think the author may have meant to write "Though that aside." How you would get what we did get from that, I don't know unless the word processor is doing automatic correction, or the text was being dictated, which in this case wouldn't surprise me.

In a similar vein, I read, "...a small pavilion in the far left corner of the Palace of Westminster caught my eye. I hadn't seen it before- it was small and whimsical..." Small is repeated, and repeating is, well, repetitive! Since it had already been described as small, then the second 'small' should have been left out. Something like, "... a small, whimsical pavilion in the far left corner of the Palace of Westminster now caught my eye. I hadn't seen it before..." would have worked a treat.

There were some plot problems. The beginning of this story is that photographer Gavin, the boyfriend of a friend of Axelle's, is apparently "mugged" when he was down by the River Thames investigating something. He's in a coma. Later his apartment is ransacked as though someone was trying to find or recover something. Axelle is brought in to see if she can discover what is going on. The mystery involves celebrity fashion designer Johnny Vane, and seems to center around a picture of Vane as a boy, arms around his twin brother Julian, who evidently died in a drowning accident in the Thames at the very spot the picture was taken. It was at this point that most of the plot became quite obvious even to me who usually gets these things wrong.

Despite the fact that Gavin is mugged, has his apartment ransacked, and is later discovered with the life-support unplugged in his hospital room, no one seems to think it's necessary to mount a guard on his room, not even the police! That's really insulting to the Greater London Metropolitan Police Service based at Scotland Yard (which is actually now New Scotland Yard!). The author appears not to appreciate that there's a distinction between that and the City of London Police Force which covers the City of London. The action centers around an area in the City of Westminster, however, so she is correct in specifying Scotland Yard.

One thing I didn't like was that Axelle doesn't come off as very smart in this story, and dumb main characters is not something I can abide. I don't mind if they start out dumb and wise up, but when they start out in a series as reasonably sharp, but become painfully, obstinately dumb by volume three, it's pretty clear that the series has lost its fire. The very first thing you should wonder, if you're dealing with one dead identical twin, is: "Is the surviving twin who he claims to be?" Is it Johnny who is still alive, or Julian, posing as Johnny for some reason - and how can you tell? This never crosses her mind - which made me suspicious! Whether this is the solution or not, it's not a good thing for the "detective' to have failed to even consider it.

Only the twins and their nanny were present at the drowning, so unless she could tell them apart, the surviving twin could have been either brother. Or if she could tell them apart, was she in on a murder or a cover-up? Or was it really just an accident and Julian really was the one who died - in which case, what's the significance of the photograph, if any? One twin is inevitably older than the other. Was one of them favored over the other? Did the older one stand to inherit? Was the older one Julian? Axelle never asks any of these questions, and while this may serve the author's plot, it doesn't serve her flagship character if it makes her look clueless. She looks especially so when we're told time after time about Johnny's love of wearing gloves - how he's never seen without them, and we get heavily pointed smack-you-hard-on-your-head hints about close ups and the photo of where both boys hands are visible. it just makes the main character look stupid and sad.

Talking of which there was some dumb text, such as this example: "... often find that looking at a person's house... can give away a lot about a person's preferences and lifestyle." Nope, always looking at a person's house gives these things away, and it's not something which takes a keen eye or a detective to figure out.

At one point Axelle is trying to find out information from the twins' nanny, but is called away by her boyfriend, who's helping her on this case. The reason he calls her away is that someone is coming to the house, but instead of sneaking into the yard after the visitor goes inside, to see if they could overhear what takes place, the two hurry away, thereby failing to avail themselves of a golden opportunity to find out something more. This tells me Axelle really isn't much of a detective after all.

There's your cliché teen love triangle here, too, with a new guy on the block, a rock star who starts coming on to Axelle. Never once does she ever clearly, unequivocally tell him she's in a committed relationship which is pretty pathetic on her part. Failing to do this means she is actively encouraging his attention. Then she acts surprised by the media attention she's garnering because she's photographed with this guy! If I were boyfriend Sebastian I'd think twice about allying myself with a woman who encourages male attention and invites trouble by failing to set clear boundaries.

This is another example of how dumb Axelle behaves in this story, and it's not remotely endearing. By continuing to effectively flirt with rock star Josh, she is, in a real way, being unfaithful to Sebastian. He doesn't strike me as the sharpest knife in the box, and he's rather immature, too, but he's a decent faithful guy and he deserves better than this. None of this made me warm-up to this story, and it made me actively dislike Axelle. At about sixty percent in I was ready to quit, since I pretty much knew the ending. I read to the end to make sure I was right about what I thought I was, and consequently this novel left me feeling tired and bored. It felt way too long and too much of a drag - in short, very different from the first one. I can't recommend it.


Tuesday, October 13, 2015

The 8th Continent by Matt London


Rating: WARTY!

This is an absurd excursion into absurdist humor for young children aimed at drawing their attention to the problem of recycling and responsible waste disposal, but as I started to read it, I began to feel increasingly that it was rather too far divorced from reality to make it effective. In addition to this, it proffered some really bad science and poor plotting, so overall, I honestly don't feel I can recommend this series because it's ultimately a wolf in recycled sheep's clothing.

The Lane family, which in the opening adventure consists of George the dad and kids Evie, and Rick (mom Melinda is at work which is another issue) are eco-nuts who travel around in a hollowed-out Sequoia tree that had been brought down by lightning and now has been turned into a hovercraft. At the start of this story, they're trespassing on a wildlife preserve that has been turned into a garbage dump by a corporation owned by the father of one of Evie's class-mates, Vesuvia Piffle.

They're spotted, and get into trouble with Winterpole, the global policing organizing that fights any change at all. I found that amusing, except that Winterpole is more like the Nazis than ever it is like Interpol. They don't even have a trial any more: they simply impose a penalty! While there is no problem with a bird being killed by garbage dumping, it's against the law to remove that bird from certain death, because it's in a protected preserve! Sounds like something George Bush invented, huh? Actually Winterpole mostly reminded me of the bureaucracy in the Terry Gilliam movie, Brazil which is brilliant. Winterpole, not so much.

Some of the information included in the novel is a bit misleading at best. Yes, there is a North Pacific Gyre, but it's a oceanic circulation system which encompasses pretty much the whole of the North Pacific. It's not like it's a little whirlpool, so to talk about an island of trash here is misleading, not only because there is no such island, but also because it makes the North Pacific Gyre seem small and inconsequential, and it's not. Far from it. Yes, it is true that if you collected all the floating garbage in the Pacific together, it would make an impressive island of trash, but the trash is spread out thinly and as such, is not readily observable - which makes it all the more insidious and difficult to combat.

In this book, the story has it that the "island" is slowly being munched-down by three robot elephants invented by dad, which are turning it into floating plastic blocks. Dad's plan is to create the eighth continent here as a wild-life preserve. To me this was a completely wrong-headed lesson to give to children. If the plastic is toxic and dangerous, then how is making a whole continent out of it improving anything? And what would a floating continent do to Earth's oceanic eco-system? Very likely it would interrupt the North Pacific Gyre and precipitate an ice age. None of this is addressed, and the plan is fundamentally flawed, as I shall point out shortly.

Without that gyre, Earth's climate would change even more than it is already. Indeed, some scientists fear that global warming will kill these gyres (there are many of them, all important) and hence kill global oceanic circulation and bring on a new ice age. That sounds paradoxical, but it's actually a real danger. Almost worse than this, though, is the idea that we should abandon the rest of the Earth to corporate depredation and pollution, and build a little wildlife preserve in the middle of the Pacific to "protect" them. Such a deluded plan would inevitably fail.

You can't get the endangered species from the entire Earth and put them all into a microcosm in the North Pacific. There are too many species in widely varying eco-systems, in too many diverse locales to be able to 'fix it' by concentrating them all in one place. This sounds disturbingly like the Nazi plan of concentrating 'undesirables' in one place - the concentration camps - to 'fix' that 'problem'. It doesn't work because it's a fundamentally (with the emphasis on 'mental') idiotic idea to begin with. You can't fix our problems with global destruction. Nor can you fix them with a sci-fi version of the Noah's ark fantasy.

There were other minor issues - such as the fact that Switzerland doesn't celebrate Arbor day! I don't know what nationality Mr. Snow from Winterpole is, but it's odd to hear him talk of Arbor day in Switzerland, even if he is American. Another issue was the hypocrisy in having Lane senior obsess over global pollution when his own home is a polluted mess. At one point the kids go down through several basements, and there is a complete mess down there, including the results of explosions that have never been cleaned up, piles of junk, and rusting remains of archived artifacts. How is this any better than the pollution they were bewailing earlier? Yes, at least it's confined to his home, but it was a poor example to set and a poor choice by the author.

Why the male figure in the Lane family is portrayed as the scientist and the woman as your standard clichéd corporate rep is a genderist mystery I don't have the patience to go into here. Suffice to say this was one in a plethora of issues I had with this book. In one instance, Rick, wearing a SCUBA said he could smell Evie's breath. That's hard to believe (even if it wasn't her breath he was actually smelling). The author evidently didn't grasp the 'self-contained' part of the underwater breathing apparatus.

In this same section, the author has these kids diving in the Arctic ocean wearing wet suits. No! It's a dry suit for the bitterly cold water, otherwise you'll freeze! That wasn't even as bad as the fact that they were near the North Pole and yet there was no ice save for a few icebergs. I didn't get whether this was meant to be in the future where the North Pole ice has all melted because of climate change, or whether the author simply didn't grasp that near the north pole, the water is frozen. Maybe he meant 'near the ice cap' instead of' near the pole', but that's not what he wrote. Maybe he doesn't actually understand the concept of the North Pole (or the fact that here are two of them!), because if he did, he could have offered a great, and for children, rather mind-blowing teaching tool here. The magnetic north pole is all over the place. Even the geographic north pole moves because of the Chandler wobble. The North Magnetic Pole, which is what we typically count on as being due north, was determined in 2001 to be in Canada, almost ten degrees away from the geographic pole. Now if that doesn't offer a stupendous potential for an hilarious story, I don't know what does. But it was lost here.

There was a so-called "thermal-charge power plant" which appeared at one point in the story, but this is just another name for a perpetual motion machine, which is impossible and as unscientific as you can get. The biggest "impossible" of all, however, was this compound which supposedly converts all inorganic matter into organic matter, and which is what supposedly will help them make their eighth continent livable. I mentioned I would address this, and I see two problems with it.

First of all, the "continent" is to be created from the plastic garbage in the Pacific, but the compound only works on non-organic matter, and the plastic is organic, so it would not work! I think the author doesn't understand the definition of "organic" in this context. It doesn't mean things which are grown without artificial fertilizer or without antibiotics. It doesn't even mean "living things". In this context, it means things which contain carbon. Plastics made from oil contain carbon! The compound would have no effect on it!

The second problem is, if you have a compound which converts everything non-organic into organic matter (which would be an amazing thing that defied the laws of physics), then how do you contain it? This is a two-fold problem, first regarding storage and second concerning containment in a much broader sense. In what vessel would you store such a compound? You can't keep it in a metal container or a glass container: it would convert it and get loose! You could keep it in an organic container, but what happens as soon as you unleash it to do the work it's designed to do? Recall that this is supposed to be unleashed on a continent surrounded by water - which is inorganic (no carbon)! The water would be converted, and without water the entire planet would die! These people are not scientists, they're morons. I know this is a children's book but does that mean we have to make it stupid?

A separate issue I encountered is one which is common in children's stories involving a school: the unrelenting and unpunished bullying and rampant snobbery. I shudder to think what kind of horrific schools these writers encountered in their youth for them to write in this way. Snobbery is not a crime, but bullying is - or ought to be - in schools. Why were these people able to get away with it? Why were the parents of the victims not up in arms over it? The fact that this is tolerated as a fact of life here is a sad example to set in a book aimed at children.

In one part of the story, when running around in Winterpole's headquarters, the two Lane kids, upon discovering piles of paperwork, made a point about the waste of ink, yet not a word was spoken about the waste of trees! This is so sad in a book which purports to be about eco-consciousness. It was doubly sad, because it was at this same point in the story where things really picked-up and started to be rather entertaining, as Rick and Evie ran around trying to avoid capture. At the risk of being hypocritical myself, I longed for them to wreak more havoc than they did here. Setting the place on fire or blowing it up would have been the wrong way to go, but could there not have been some mulching device turned loose, and shredded the whole building, or something?! No, there could not, and the story never did regain the spark of riotous mischief it had here.

That was the only part of the book that I really enjoyed, yet still I felt let down by it. The rest of it was passable in terms of technical considerations, and in terms of it being the kind of story young kids might like, but in terms of fulfilling its ostensible objective, I found this book to be a serious disappointment and I can't recommend it, and I know my kids would reject it. But then they have a decent science education.


Monday, October 12, 2015

The Blue Nowhere by Jeffrey Deaver


Rating: WARTY!

Read by Dennis Boutsikaris, this audio book went nowhere for me. The reading wasn't very inspired and the subject matter was boring, so I think this is the last Deaver I'm going to read, too. I didn't like his take on James Bond, and that really takes some skill to be able to write a James Bond novel and make it suck. I couldn't do it.

The premise here is that there's a hacker who is also a serial killer. He hacks into his victim's computers and spies on them, learning all about them, which enables him to socially engineer his way into close proximity - because it's all about feeling them tremble as he knifes them. He sees them as characters in a vast computer game, nothing more.

Naturally the police free a hacker from jail to counteract the exceptional skills of their perp, but the levels of incompetence and thoughtlessness these people routinely display is a caricature. The counter-hacker and the police department's own computer experts are scary in their cluelessness, and it's actually insulting to these people. I honestly don't believe they don't have better people than this working in law enforcement. It's also a very male-centric story, with women just put in as victims or set decoration, so it wasn't really very interesting there, either.

I made it through three of the five or six disks and decided there are better books waiting for me and life's too short. This was too much Jeffrey showing off how much he'd read about hacking, and not thinking things through properly. No wonder it's so short.


Bitch Planet by Kelly Sue Deconnick


Rating: WARTY!

Kelly Sue Deconnick was batting a .500 with me. Now she's down to .333! This one sounded like a fun romp from the blurb, but isn't that the blurb's job - drag you in no matter what it takes? The fact is that I didn't like this. Others may disagree, but to me it didn't seem very supportive of - or complimentary to - women. It also seemed disorganized and wasteful of paper. I read the e-version, so no trees suffered, but this was clearly designed for a print version, which was itself problematical. The problem with e-versions of comic books is that the regular tablet screen is smaller than the printed comic, so the images and the text are all compressed somewhat, making for a read of sometimes questionable quality.

Two-page spreads simply do not work on a pad, because (at least in Bluefire reader on my iPad) it will show only one page at a time, and even if you rotate the pad to landscape view, it merely makes the page smaller - it doesn't show you the other page in the spread. There are probably settings to make it show two pages at a time, but then you're screwed because it's too small to read. Yes, you can enlarge the image, but then you're screwed because you're constantly having to slide the image around to see all of it. In short, it doesn't work in the e-version and comic book creators don't seem to be able to get this into their heads.

There was one other issue, too, in the e-version. Pages 118 and 119 were completely devoid of text. This isn't down to this comic alone. I've seen this before in other comics I've read in e-version. The speech balloons were there, but no one was home! I don't know what causes this, and it was just these two pages, but the images alone failed to convey what was being said there, not even vaguely, so this was a serious fail form more than one perspective.

So much for technical problems. What about the graphic novel itself? Graphic novels are all about imagery, but for me unless they're also about story, they don't work. I mean if I want simply to look at pretty pictures I can go to an art show or buy a coffee-table book. I need a story to come with the images. The images alone, especially in this case where they were less than wonderful as they were here, don't do it unless the comic is designed for them to do it, such as the Love comic series, for example, which has so far been excellent. So art work having failed, the entire thing came down to the story, and this story made little sense.

First of all, it's a rip-off of Margaret Atwood's The Hand-Maid's by way of the movie Rollerball, and the intention is to presumably and eventually show these oppressed women as victors, yet here they are starting out from a position of defeat when they had previously - i.e. in our own time - been gaining successes after previously being in a position of oppression for centuries. How are we supposed to imagine them being victorious when clearly the premise here is that they've obviously been thoroughly defeated and humiliated, and when nothing has changed since that defeat, whenever and however it came about?

Worse than this, nothing was offered to explain how this sorry state came to be from what we have now. How did women become even more objectified, even more doll-like, even more subjugated than they already are today? What this story says to me is that women were somehow weak or inadequate, or passive that they descended from the hard-won position they're in today - not ideal, I admit, but a lot better than they had a hundred - even a thousand - years ago. How did this happen? What went wrong? This is an important question and it's unanswered - at least in this volume.

I found the central idea of this novel to be contradictory. The idea that "bad women" - in this novel, those who fail to conform to a male-centric view of how a woman should be - are actually then rewarded by this absurdly punitive and oppressive society, in that they're treated to an interstellar trip to what, for all intents and purposes, appears to be more akin to holiday camp in another solar system than ever it does to a penal system - or even a penile system! On this "prison" planet, they don't have to deal with men at all! That's like punishing homosexuals by locking them up with a bunch of sex-starved and horny male prisoners! We've wised-up about that, but here, we're being told that if the evil men-that-be are intent upon punishing or even reforming these women, they send them on vacation?

Interstellar travel is prohibitively expensive and time-consuming. It's definitely not the the modern equivalent of shipping convicts to Australia and leaving them there. It cannot be justified given the premise we're presented here: that women are second class and devalued. Why would this be the result of infractions in the future, when today men and women are - at least on paper - equal, yet women are routinely treated as second-class, objectified, and raped? Wouldn't the future be worse if this is truly a society in which women are openly and actively treated as second class citizens? Understand that I'm certainly not prescribing such a thing, but the novel seemed like it wasn't very well thought out to me, given this and other plot points.

Note that there's a lot of nudity and bad language in this story. Talking of objectivity, the nudity is all female. This doesn't bother me, but it may bother others. What I found intriguing about all the nudity (aside from comic book artists complete lack of inhibition over portraying nude females contrasted with their fastidious avoidance of male nudity) was that in this future world, all women no longer shave. There's no explanation offered for this. Not that I have any say in it, but personally I prefer a natural look; however, that's not the fashion today in the US, so again we have a circumstance holding for which there is no explanation offered. It's one more unanswered question amidst many.

Perhaps the biggest problem though, is in the way these women are "allowed" (from the plot) to try to escape this slavery. It isn't through smarts. Once again it's through exploitation of their bodies - through sports, and not even via intelligent individualism! Seriously? Yet again it comes down to: "Hey, don't concern yourself with what's in their pretty little heads, just focus on their bodies, because let's face it, that's all they really have to offer, isn't it?" I'm never able to avoid raising eyebrows at the sheer number of female authors who evidently buy into this, at least as judged by how they write.

Maybe things change in future volumes? I can't speak to that, but for this volume, I honestly think a story is insulting to women when they're put into a position of having to act like male stereotypes, or of kow-towing to men to garner a victory. There are a lot of different ways of being a kick-ass female; I just wish female writers would explore more of those instead of confining their lead females to being 'men with tits' as the phrase has it. I can't recommend this, and I have no desire to read any more in this series. I think this needed a far better grounding and a lot stronger plot than it has. The way it is, it simply doesn't work in my opinion.


Sunday, October 11, 2015

Try Not to Breathe by Holly Seddon


Rating: WORTHY!

This is an advance review copy of a "murder mystery" novel, although technically no murder occurs. It’s set in 2010 in Britain and uses a lot of colloquialisms, so if you're not British and not a Brit-o-phile, you may find this a little obscure in places, but overall, I think this is well-written and a worthy read. I had some issues with it which I will mention, but overall, the characters are complex, flawed, realistic, and well portrayed, and in general terms it was well-written.

One example which tripped me up more than once (since it involved the same verb) was where the author would write something like "his parents rowed in sharp little bursts." The word I read as rowed, as in 'they rowed the boat across the lake', was actually a British word meaning argued and is pronounced to rhyme with "Ow!" such as a person would say if they hurt themselves. I think the author would have a better chance of transatlantic success if she changed that out.

On another occasion the author wrote "told Any that I was getting married" where she meant, I assume, 'Amy' rather than 'Any'. A spellchecker isn't going to catch hat! Only a good beta reader or editor will. One sentence which made me wonder was the one which ended thus: " and scorched some guesses where they lay." I think the word the author intended here was 'scotched' (meaning to end or to foil rather than 'scorched' meaning to destroy by fire. There's only one letter difference, and 'scorched' did make some sort of sense, so maybe I'm wrong here and the usage was intentional, but it didn't read right to me.

The story has changing PoVs (although thankfully only one of them is first person!). There are flashbacks which I normally do not like. In this case they were not bad to begin with, but frankly became a little tedious as the story progressed. The story is told from three perspectives: Amy, the girl who is raped, Jacob, the guy who dated her in high school, and Alex, the alcoholic journalist who is trying to get back on the rails, and to discover what really happened to Amy fifteen years before.

I'm not a huge fan of murder mysteries although I've read a few and once in a while find one that looks interesting. This one was interesting because it wasn't a murder mystery - it was an attempted murder mystery - and the victim, Amy, is in a vegetative state and has been since she was attacked when she was fifteen.

The rapist/would-be murderer was never caught, and Alex is trying to sell this story to a national newspaper for which she used to work many years before, and which she left in disgrace. They won't buy it without some new breakthrough in the story - like other murders or attempted murders done in a similar style, or new evidence showing up. The police have pretty much abandoned this since it's so old.

The alcoholism works in that at one point, Alex thinks that someone has broken into her house and stolen a look at her notebook where she's writing down the results of her investigation. She was sleeping upstairs at the time and thought she heard noises, but was too paralyzed with fear to investigate, and now, because of her alcoholic fuzz, she can't be sure anyone broke in at all. There was a window open and nothing was stolen, so she doesn't report it to the police, thinking they won't believe her. Her ex, who is a police officer in a different area, doesn't believe her. He's pretty much lost patience with her because of her past alcohol abuse. The idea of the break in itself made no sense to me, but that aside, it was well-written.

The novel is set in 2010 for reasons I did not grasp. For a good story, one year is as good as another, but why 2010 instead of 2015, or 2001, or whatever, I can only wonder. The story flashes back often to Amy, who is a disaffected fifteen-year-old who lusts after an older man. The problem is that when a chance finally comes for her to get it on with this guy, he (or perhaps someone else!) attempts post-coital murder. He fails in that, but leaves Amy hospitalized in a vegetative state. This was one of the problems for me. I don't want to post any spoilers, but I simply did not get the motive for this guy to do what he did. It made no sense at all to me, and to have it come down to him when he's hardly been in the story at all, felt like a real let-down.

Alex encounters Amy in the hospital, still uncommunicative, but apparently with some brain function. She also encounters Jacob, who is a volunteer visitor. Jacob has his own set of issues. He married his ideal partner, Fiona, but ever since then, the marriage seems to have slipped somehow and now is more fricassee than fantasy. Intent upon getting something out of her encounter with Amy that she could turn into a sale-able article, Alex starts delicately investigating what happened, and manages to get an interview with her father and some of her school friends.

I had a small issue with part of the story where Amy's father talks to Alex about his life before Amy was raped and nearly murdered. He is very slightly older than his wife: “Yeah, Jo was twenty-two when I met her. We had about eighteen months between us..." yet this is made out to be some sort of huge gap, whereas it really isn’t. I don't know of any young people of that age who could consider eighteen months to be such a yawning chasm, so I'm not sure whether the author got the age discrepancy wrong, or changed it later and didn’t adjust the text to compensate, or if she really does consider it to be a huge difference. It just seemed like a complete non-entity to me.

That said, there were very few problems with the writing in this novel, which was impressive and made for a nice read, although as I said, it started to drag towards the end. This was seventy-nine chapters, and although the novel itself was not really long, it felt like it was maybe twenty-nine chapters too long. I can't tell you how long this book actually is because there was no page numbering, not even in the iPad version. This is another failing of ebooks. The kindle app version was screwed up, too. For example, when I was sixty-one percent into the book, the little notification at the bottom of the screen told me I had six minutes left in the book - not the chapter, but the entire book! - which was pure nonsense.

But every book has problems, and this one, in general was a worthy read, so I recommend it, keeping the above-mentioned caveats in mind.