Thursday, September 24, 2015

Against All Odds by Elizabeth Moon


Rating: WARTY!

I really enjoyed Moon's Vatta wars pentalogy, and searched in vain for something else by her along similar lines, but alas! It seemed that all her other material (at least that which I happened upon) was fantasy, which held no interest for me. I was thrilled, therefore to come across this one on a close-out - which of course, given my luck happened to be the last in a seven book series which begins with Hunting Party, Sporting Chance, and Winning Colors, as part of the Heris Serrano trilogy, followed by the Esmay Suiza dilogy (Once a Hero, and Rules of Engagement), and ending with the Suiza and Serrano dilogy Change of Command, and Against the Odds, which is the book I started with, ass-backwards as my reading habits can be.

It began very much along the lines of the Vatta wars - talking about shipping, trading, and smuggling, and so on, but then it seemed to quickly segue into a David Weber knock-off which from me, is not a complement, but how else am I to interpret Heris Serrano, if not as a Honor Harrington clone? Once Moon began switching between different story lines, I started becoming both confused and annoyed. Perhaps having read the earlier stories I would have been spared the confusion somewhat, but even then I still would not have escaped the annoyance I always feel at being unceremoniously flung by an author away from an interesting story that I was getting into, and landing in the middle of one about family politics and carping and whining, and family crisis issues, which doesn't interest me very much.

Fortunately, it didn't stay on that topic for too long, and when it came back to it, the story was nowhere near as absurd as Weber's writing, but this back and forth became a real problem. The story was unevenly balanced and bounced around like a rabid pinball, with too-long interludes of extraneous detail tossed in randomly as cushioning. It didn't work. This is how you get a seven book series, folks - ramble mindlessly instead of writing crisply focused text, tightly aligned with story and plot. I didn't like this, and if this had been a first time writer, they would have been pilloried for writing like this. So much for Big Publishing%trade;

As I said, the military action really turned me off as it started to sound like Moon was chanelling Weber - trying to translate 2-D antique marine combat ethics and actions into 3-D space. One phrase of advice: IT DOESN'T WORK! And the harder you work at trying to make it work, the more ridiculous it reads. Horatio Hornblower did not have robots, nor did he have cruise missiles, nor did he have drones, but if he'd had those things he sure as hell would never have confined his thinking to a planar ocean when he could have used the third dimension of sky and the submarine areas.

Fortunately, Moon is nowhere near as obsessed as Weber is in pursuing the entirely futile pretension that this vision of space warfare is not only realistic, but exciting. She moved on and the story became interesting once more because of it. The idea of trading over interstellar distances still remains ridiculous in sci-fi as well as in reality, but I did enjoy the Terakians, which immediately brought to mind the Taarakians of the 1980's movie Heavy Metal. I found the capture of the two maiden aunts(!) amusing and interesting as one of them feistily planned to turn the tables on the rebel captors.

I noticed some critics have accused this series of genderism, but they gave no examples, and I confess that nothing outrageous leaped out at me other than the usual stuff you find in novels. Maybe I was too focused on trying to figure out who was who and what was going on, and trying to decide if I wanted to keep reading it. One thing I did notice along these lines though, that no one else has mentioned, was the use of two honorifics: 'ser' for men and its obvious derivative, 'sera' for women. Que sera sera. To me, that's gender to me, and it makes no sense. It's highly pretentious and really silly to make up stuff like this, especially when it has no precedent. No one uses those terms or anything like them, so why would they magically spring-up and why would there be different ones for men and women in the future in a free society? It makes no sense, especially since none of the rest of the English language has changed at all, right down to the point of junior officers addressing senior female officers as 'sir'. Why this one change (ser and sera) and no others? It makes no sense!

I also found it absurd to learn of a contract being sealed with a blood sample and a hair sample - two of the easiest things to get hold of if some fraud was being perpetrated. I guess DNA isn't hard to get hold of either, but I found it hard to believe they had nothing better than this several hundred years into the future. Again it's a common failing of sci-fi stories to rely on the past.

At about the halfway point, the book just became lost in endless back and forth and rambling. It never recovered, and the end fizzled. Maybe if I'd read this after completing the previous six volumes, I would have viewed it differently, but if the series is anything like this sample, I would have ditched it long before I ever got anywhere near book seven. I cannot recommend this volume, but I might go back and try to get hold of volume one to see if the series begins any better than it ends.


The Barefoot Serpent by Scott Morse


Rating: WORTHY!

I didn't like this one at all. It starts with an homage to Japanese filmmaker Akiro Kurasawa and ends the same way, these snippets book-ending a different story, supposed to reflect the Kurosawa story. The theme is supposed to be about overcoming loss, but that never came across to me, especially not with gaffes like me reading "He could breath an air of youth and freedom into his stories." it should have been "breathe an air."

After twelve pages of unappealing color glossy images, we went into abruptly from color and one art style to gray scale and different style, but the art work didn't appeal to me any more than the introductory style had. The book ended the same way. Neither story was very good. The book-ending one was a brief recap of Kurosawa's life, while the central story was about a family who were doing a really lousy job of coping with the loss of their son.

How do they cope? They go to Hawaii. How much do they miss their son? Well, when the husband falls asleep on the beach, the wife abandons him and her tiny young daughter to go shopping, ordering the daughter to keep an eye on dad! I can't imagine any grieving parent wanting to let their remaining child out of their sight, much less abandon them unsupervised on a beach. This turned me completely off the story, and even if it hadn't, the fact that the idiot child runs off would have.

Even if that hadn't, the appallingly condescending attitude towards Hawaiians would have. This author has every single character, no matter who they are, speaking some sort of absurd street gang lingo of the kind really bad movie makers have their black characters peak. The kid who the daughter runs into speaks it, a drug pusher he gets a ride with speaks it. His mom speaks it. His grandfather speaks it. The guy at the beach bar speaks it. I'm sorry but his was entirely inappropriate and insulting, and I flatly refuse to recommend this graphic novel.


Wednesday, September 23, 2015

A Black Hole is Not a Hole by Carolyn Cinami DeCristofano


Rating: WORTHY!

This was a very short audio book from someone with a very long name: Carolyn Cinami DeCristofano. This is definitely not a name to be around when it implodes and becomes a singularity! Serious, this was a really good introduction to black holes. If you're a science buff like me, then there's still something to learn from it, but it probably won't offer any real surprises. For our non-science people and for our kids, towards whom this is aimed, there is a definite need for science like this when one in four Americans doesn't know that Earth circles the sun.

Superbly well-read by Maxwell Glick, Everette Plen, and Tara Sands (who injects some delightful one-liners into the proceedings), this one hour audio will tell you everything you didn't even know you really wanted to know about black holes, and I recommend it.



Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Lightless by CA Higgins


Rating: WARTY!

I made it only a third of the way through this one before boredom made me drop it in the increasing desire to move onto something which would engage my interest.

For me, the problem here was that this story flatly refused to move. It started out great – two known thieves and troublemakers break into a space ship in space (how does that happen exactly?!), and appear not to steal anything of real value. They get caught, and one of them escapes and magically disappears, while the other is held for questioning by the terrifying Ida. She terrifying because we’re told she is, not because of anything intrinsically terrifying about her. Meanwhile the onboard engineer is chasing around trying to fix endless pop-up bugs in a compromised system – one which has evidently been fed a virus by the intruders. The system is evidently a prototype, but we’re told next-to-nothing about it. My feeling, when I quit reading this was that the system may actually not have a virus at all – maybe it was just in process of becoming self-aware? But at that point I didn’t care even about something as potentially interesting as that.

This woman, Althea, evidently has a doctorate in engineering or something, and yet she apparently never once thought of backing up this critical system so that once the system was compromised, it could be restored to pristine quality from the back up. Maybe there was a reason it could not be backed up, but if so, it was never shared with the reader. Instead Althea would rather crawl, literally, through cramped spaces all over the spaceship, accessing obscure areas, bouncing like a pinball from one to the next, looking at monitors which are inexplicably hidden away behind closed panels in cramped spaces. I’m sorry but I can’t even respect a dumb-ass system like that, let alone respect a character like that, and while I don’t speak for women by any means, on behalf of them I would really like to request that we quit having dumb female characters, unless there’s a really, really, rilly good narrative reason for it.

Sad as those parts were, they were more interesting than the endless, tedious, seriously moribund, unreadable “interrogation” sequences, wherein Ida chats with the one prisoner who didn’t escape his cell. I took to skipping those because I could not stand to read them. At, as I said, about 32% in, I decided I was wasting my time with this. It did not engage me and therefore I had no reason whatsoever for continuing. I had lost all interest in the characters, and no desire to find out what happens next. I can’t recommend this base don what I read.

This is yet another sci-fi author who uses"Terran" to describe people from Earth. Granted, "Earthlings" is completely unacceptable, but how about "Humans" for goodness sakes?! Where does Terra even come from? (Yes Latin, but since Latin died, no one has used that term to describe people who live on this planet). I don't think even the Romans used the word for that purpose. It's not a word that's ever used except in sci-fi, and it's such a tedious trope that it immediately biases me against a story when I read it. Where's the originality?

Here's another oddity. At one point, a terminal issues some information. Here it is:

ENTROPY: UNKNOWN
ENTROPY: INCREASING
If it's unknown how can they tell it's increasing?

This story also has humans in control of checking space ship systems. If the age of interstellar travel, no matter how unlikely it is, ever dawns, no AI is ever going to let a human anywhere near the controls, trust me. They'll be far too smart to make that mistake. We also have Althea unaccountably scanning lines of "code". This 'Doctor' evidently never heard of CRC, which is used for transmission of data, but can also be used to check the integrity of program code. We have these things now. Why would we not have something even better in the future?

I cannot recommend this as a worthy read.


Lost in the labyrinth by Patrice Kindl


Rating: WORTHY!

Not to be confused with Lost in the Labyrinth by LA Peacock and Nathan Hale (yes, there really is a Nathan Hale), this one is by Patrice Kindl. Now how often do you get to read a Kindl on your Kindle? Not me, actually, since this was a print book! This is based on a myth that is the intersection of The Hunger Games and The Maze Runner!

The story centers not around Ariadne, but around "Princess" (the Greek kings didn’t actually refer to their daughters as princesses any more than the the Powhatan people called Matoaka a princess!) Xenodice, although the younger princess in the myth is actually named Phaedra. She was the one who married Theseus, according to mythology (fell in love with Hippolytus), but then mythology is abysmally twisted and incestuous (in many ways). Xenodice's parents were King Minos and Queen Pasiphae. Ariadne is an older sister, who in this modern retelling is a bit of a bitch.

The young prince's name is Asterius, but unfortunately, he's half-man and half-bull, and is forced to live in the inescapable Labyrinth, right at its center. Xenodice nevertheless loves her brother and takes care of him. How she finds her way in and out is a bit of a mystery, but the trick to escaping any labyrinth is to keep one hand on a wall - left or right, it doesn't matter, and walk with your hand tracing that wall. This will get you out no matter how complex the labyrinth, but the method may take some time, and may lead you to the center before it leads you back out. Leaving a thread behind you is a risky way to go. Any Greek philosopher ought to know this. You can't have an unreliable thread holding a sword over Damocles, and then claim that same limp thread will solidly serve Theseus in the Labyrinth! Let's have some consistency, please!

Xenodice (which actually sounds like a new kind of gaming device) is also in love with Icarus, son of Daedelus. Prior to this tale beginning, according to the myth, there was a games, which a son of Minos attended, and did so well that jealous rivals killed him. Nowadays they would just test him for drugs and strip him of his titles. Anyway, as a punishment, Minos demanded seven men and seven women from Athens, every few years in tribute. These tributes were sent into the Hunger Games. Wait, no, that's the wrong story. These people were sent into the Labyrinth never to be heard from again. What Asterius did with these Athenians isn’t really explained in any detail. Definitely a party dude though.

As usual in these stories, the main character, Xenodice appears to be too old for her age (early teens). This problems tends to stem for the writer not being fourteen. Now you can argue that she was a royal and had thus been raised to be mature and responsible, but then if you do that, you’re stuck in explaining her almost complete lack of emotion when her beloved Icarus gets waxed. He fell into the sea not onto the hard ground? Seriously? The lady doth protest not enough. She can either be an invested royal, which would explain her maturity, or a shallow child, which would explain her slighting of Icarus She can’t be both.

Carping aside, though, I think this was a worthy read and a great introduction to a part of Greek mythology.


The Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place The Unseen Guest by Maryrose Wood


Rating: WARTY!

I was sorry to see this series go downhill after volume two. I had been a thrilled and willing reader, but volume two wasn't as good as volume one, although still eminently readable. Volume three, this volume, was not even in the same class as the previous two. It quickly became boring and never improved. Perhaps the intended age group for which this was written will not notice this and still be fans, but for me it was blahh! I think this is an object lesson in why series are generally a bad thing, because they are essentially the same story over and over again. While some writers can do this and keep the story fresh and exciting, others cannot, and this is what I encountered here. If this entire series had been sold as a single novel, with large chunks of the boring edited out, it would have been a much better story.

The entire story here is really nothing more than a stray ostrich and a psychic, which you would think would make for an hilarious tale, but no. We meet Lord Ashton's mother and her beau, Admiral Faucet ("for-say"), who, it turns out is merely after her money, not her hand in marriage, because he wants to start an ostrich farm and a chain of ostrich restaurants.

His one ostrich is running around the Ashton estate, and for reasons beyond anyone's ken, it's decided that Ashton, Faucet, Lumeru and the three babes from the woods will go on an expedition to find it. Over the course of this expedition, Lumeru is led to the cave where the kids were raised, and she decides that Faucet is not honorable. Knowing that the Widow Ashton has doubts about remarrying, Lumeru invites her favorite psychic to contact Edward Ashton, and then tries to fake his appearance by clandestinely employing Simaru to impersonate him, but she's too late - someone else already is!

Anyone who is in any doubt at this point as to the outcome of this series is obviously not paying attention! But this volume was worse than volume three and at this point I have no desire to pursue this series. This marks four volumes and virtually none of the questions posed in volume one have been answered. The titles of the volumes are misleading, too, because this unseen guest has been around since volume one with promises of discovery and none have come! It's annoying at best and a cheap ploy at worst. When a writer behaves like this, a reader gets to the point of not caring what reveals there are. I certainly don't!


The Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place The Interrupted Tale by Maryrose Wood


Rating: WARTY!

Lumeru finally turns sixteen, but no one appears to remember her birthday! But it was all part of a surprise! But there's a mysterious letter from Miss Mortimer at Swanburne! But Lumeru simply doesn't get that it's a code! But she has to go visit the school anyway! But she can't figure out how to get there! But she figures it out! Oh look, Simon is here! Oh no, Quinzy is here!

If you're bored by this sad précis, please feel free to join the club. This was the worst of the four volumes of this I ever intend to follow. It was tedious and I was skipping track after track on the audio CDs because it was not moving the story and it wasn't entertaining, and it wasn't even funny. It was really saddening to see what began as a brilliant series devolve into a morass of tedium and mediocrity in volumes three and four. There was nothing new being added. It was like the author had decided that she was going to pen five volumes and would do so come hell or high water, and in complete disregard of the fact that there was clearly insufficient material to adequately fill them.

Nothing - I mean quite literally nothing - happened here, and I cannot recommend this. You would have better success going back and re-reading the first volume! That one was highly entertaining, and you would learn just as much new material from it as you would from reading this one, which I do not recommend.


The Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place: The Hidden Gallery by Maryrose Wood


Rating: WORTHY!

This story follows on shortly after the end of the first volume. Lady Constance is in a tiswas over the renovations to her home which are necessary to repair the damage which the incorrigibles' rampage caused, and is inadvertently persuaded to go for stay in London until the repairs are completed. There was hardly sufficient damage caused to necessitate several months of repairs, but this story is absurdist anyway, so adding a little more absurdity is hardly a fault.

The whole household, very nearly, is dispatched, with Penelope and the incorrigibles in the vanguard. One of the joys of the first book was that Penelope was a single girl who needed no man to validate her. My fear in this book was that we would lose this because she almost immediately met a charming gentleman of her own station, who adored the children. Fortunately, he, and indeed they together, was not something which I found to be obnoxious, so I ended-up loving this story, too.

Alexander, Beowulf, and Cassiopeia incorrigible are suitably advanced in their learning and language skills at this point, and avidly taking to hear the lessons of the Peloponnesian war. Indeed, so advanced are they that they are constructing a trireme out of a potted plant, and Cassa-woof has a pet squirrel, of all creatures. The squirrel's name is, of course, Nutsaru.

Despite all of this, forces continue to conspire against the children's equanimity. The highlight of this is their attendance upon a performance of a play titled, The pirate's Holiday, wherein the thespians inhabit their maritime roles so completely that after the children cause a disruption of the play, the result is a piratical hue and cry which pursues them all the way to the British museum, which is of intrigue because Penelope seems to have acquired for herself the only existing copy of a guide to a special and infrequently visited exhibit wherein likes yet more clues to both her and her charges' origins.

Once again Katherine Kellgren excelled in her reading, and the author excelled in her writing. The book was a charmer, with scores of laugh-out-loud moments. It pleased me immensely and I therefore recommend it to you as a very worthy read. Unfortunately after this point the series took a dive, so this is the last volume I can recommend.


The Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place: The Mysterious Howling by Maryrose Wood


Rating: WORTHY!

Fifteen-year-old Penelope Lumley has just graduated from the Swanburne Academy for Poor Bright Females. The principal of the school suggested she apply for a job of governess at Ashton Place, the country seat of the exceedingly wealthy Lord Ashton and his new young wife, the Lady Constance.

Naturally Penelope is very nervous, and almost has a fit of panic over the possibility of bandits attacking the train, but she's a Swanburne girl, so she stiffens her resolve, arriving unmolested to the unsettling discovery that Lady Constance appears to be as nervous about this interview as Penelope is. What transcends is that Penelope is hired at very advantageous terms, through no effort of her own, and without even meeting the children.

Their first meeting is memorable. The three children, named Alexander, Beowulf, and Cassiopeia, after the first three letters of the alphabet, are completely wild, in the most literal sense. Barely wearing clothes, they are cavorting in the barn barking and howling. Penelope isn't fazed at all, and immediately, as any Swanburne girl would, takes command of the situation at once. She quite literally has these three waifs eating out of her hand in short order. She dedicates herself to their civilization first, with their classical education a very close second, and the progress she makes is remarkable. the children turn out to be sweet, very intelligent, eager to please, and completely entrancing to the reader.

I had the audio book of this from the library, and although this robbed me of the illustrations which evidently appear in the print version, I think I got the better deal, because Katherine Kellgren's narration is as riveting as the text itself. She embraces Maryrose Wood's creation with complete abandon, and totally owns the characters. I was in love with this before the first five minutes was up. I returned to the library the very next day to pick up the other three volumes before someone else could snatch them and prevent me reading them. I blitzed the first two books with the velocity of Beowulf chasing squirrels. Unfortunately, after that, the honeymoon was over! This series went down hill rather quickly after volume 2.

On the topic of these three children, who become known as the incorrigibles, the story Penelope is given is that Lord Ashton found them while he was out hunting one day. Under his motto, "Finders, Keepers!", he took them in, yet he doesn't appear to be someone who is very charitable. Neither is his wife, who appears to detest the children It becomes apparent - although nowhere near as quickly as it should - to Penelope, that something not so obvious is going on here.

Why is Lord Ashton so addicted to his almanac? What is the mysterious howling (it isn't the kids!) Why are the children so obsessed with chasing squirrels? Will they ever master Latin declensions and Greek History? And does someone have an agenda of exposing the children purposefully to experiences which seem designed to trigger their wildest instincts? Penelope is rather slow, I'm sorry to say, to catch on.

The children appear to pick up English remarkably quickly, which suggests that they were not really raised by wolves. Either that or the wolves had a fair command of the British empire's master language, yet despite their remarkable facility, the two boys and the young girl aren't quite able to shed their barks, yips, and howls quite as quickly as they pick up the rudiments of a refined education. The pressure to succeed only heightens when Penelope learns that she must present her charges at the annual Christmas ball, which by then is only one month away. The ball turns out to be one the attendees will never forget once a squirrel is introduced into the proceedings. The kids go rapidly from science curious to sciurus....

I was completely captivated by this book, but it strikes me that it may be written on a level slightly too high for the youngest of the recommended reading age. That doesn't mean it won't work for them, because there is lots going on. It is written at a level that will entertain both young and mature, so perhaps the best solution would be to listen to the audio book or for a parent/guardian/older sibling to read it to younger readers.

I'm not convinced that this is a bedtime book however - the children may well want to emulate some of the incorrigible's behavior, and I say let 'em have at it, what?! I recommend this as a very worthy read with laugh-out-loud moments and an engrossing story - but keep in mind that it's rather episodic in style, so while each volume is self-contained after a fashion, there is an over-arching story that will, likely as not, remain unresolved until the final volume is released in 2016. Some readers may wish to wait until then before embarking on this charming voyage of enlightenment.

Having positively reviewed Maryrose Wood's The Poison diaries back in April 2015, it was nice to read something else by this same author. I recommend this audio book, and wish I could say the same for the whole series.


Monday, September 21, 2015

I don't want to go to school by AJ Cosmo


Rating: WORTHY!

This is a bit late for the school season, but nonetheless a worthy read for the future for children newly going to school, or moving to start at a new school. The drawings are hilarious and the text is handwritten on lined paper. The young kid;s eyes are bugging out in fear of going to school. I can relate. The kid is a nervous nellie, concerned about the school bus (what if it hits a moose?!). What if they run out of chairs? What if the teacher's a monster? Well that's an inescapable hazard you'll have to live with, kid!

That's not what this books says, don't worry! Mom has a calming answer to every fear and eventually, she makes her case and wins the day! I recommend this one for any school start..


Sunday, September 20, 2015

The Monster of the Fall by Daria Aran


Rating: WORTHY!

This is a colorful, fun, and interesting picture book for young children, with minimal text. I positively reviewed Sharee by the same author in May 2015. This is a different story altogether from that one, and still a winner. The Monster of the Fall isn't such a bad character after all, Mischievous, yes, but serving a useful function, climbing trees and shaking down the dead leaves, messing people's hair by making the wind blow.

I think this would be a fun book to read and a fun game to play as you read. Your child can climb onto the couch to imitate climbing a tree, and blow some pieces of tissue paper around to simulate the falling leaves. Or maybe you even have some real fallen leaves in the yard. In the bathtub at bedtime, she can make it rain, and make thunder noises while you flick the light on and off to simulate lightning. I think that would be a fun game. But whether you do all that, or simply sit quietly with a nice cup of cocoa, your child tucked in bed, and you reading this quietly, it doesn't matter. the point is to read! I recommend this as a great excuse to sit down with a cup of cocoa.


There's a Monster in the Dark by AJ Cosmo


Rating: WORTHY!

This is short and sweet, and a fun romp in plenty of time for Halloween. Three kids, nicely diversified, are trying to scare each other at a sleepover, each trying to outdo the last with a scary story. The illustrations are wonderfully large, well-drawn, and colorful, and do evoke a sense of claustrophobia, of limited perception in a darkened room, and of maybe scary things just beyond the dark edge of light.

While some of these stories are really inventive, what they don't realize is that there's a real monster not far away who is just as scared of inexplicable, creepy things as they are. What, exactly is the monster afraid of? You might be surprised. I was! I recommend this for Halloween.


Leon Chameleon P.I. and the Case of the Kidnapped Mouse by Jan Hurst-Nicholson


Rating: WORTHY!

Not to be confused with Leon the Chameleon by Mélanie Watt, which I haven't read, but which is evidently a young children's story about misfits and acceptance, this is a series for somewhat older children about a different chameleon coincidentally named Leon, and who is a private investigator just like his great uncle was. Jan Hurst-Nicholson is the author of Bheki and the Magic Light which I reviewed favorably back in April 2015, as I also did her young children's fiction about a left-handed girl, The Race. I also review the first book in this series on my blog.

I'm not a big fan of series, but I tried not to let that color my review of this chameleon in his second appearance...!

In episode two of Leon's adventures, a woodland mouse is kidnapped by an ill-informed human boy who thinks he can take better care of the mouse - about whom he knows nothing - than the mouse can do for himself. Wrong! This novel not only continues to wise us up to the wildlife, their habits, and behaviors, it also sets out to educate children that wild life is best left wild, and that capturing wild animals in an attempt to domesticate then or keep them as pets, is doomed to failure. Leave them in their natural habitat, and we'll always have a natural habitat to enjoy.

This story was published in the nineties, and is now re-released as an ebook complete with great original images by Barbara McGuire. The main character, Leon lives in an African forest and tries to help out various animal victims of criminal activity such as egg-napping and human abduction of forest critters. This time a woodland mouse has been abducted, and Leon and the police are in full cooperation to rescue one of their own. Using bird spies and a non-naked mole rat (this is a children's story after all!), the mislaid mouse is tracked down to a cage in a garage, but the garage is by a house across a busy highway and there's a dog on guard. Can Leon come up with a plan to save his furry brother?

In a mice, er, nice twist, an unlikely lad from the first story in this series is called into action in a rather heroic role in this story. I really liked that, but I'm not going to rat on the author and tell you which character it is. Once again, Leon's inventiveness and careful thinking save the day. As before, the best thing about his novel apart from the humor and the writing, is the delightful way the author sneaks in educational material about the animals who appear as characters, and in this particular story, sends a message to leave well alone when it comes to nature. I recommend this whole-heartedly, but I can't for the life of me figure out why Leon doesn't like tongue-twisters....


Leon Chameleon PI and the Case of the Missing Canary Eggs by Jan Hurst-Nicholson


Rating: WORTHY!

Not to be confused with Leon the Chameleon by Mélanie Watt, which I haven't read, but which is evidently a young children's story about misfits and acceptance, this is a series for somewhat older children about a different chameleon coincidentally named Leon, and who is a private investigator just like his great uncle was. Jan Hurst-Nicholson is the author of Bheki and the Magic Light which I reviewed favorably back in April 2015, as I also did her young children's fiction about a left-handed girl, The Race. I also review the second book in this series on my blog.

But back to the review in progress. Leon lives in an African forest and tries to help out various animal victims of criminal activity such as egg-napping and human abduction of forest critters. He never seems to get paid, which is par for the course for lowly PIs! He does, however, get all his food and lodging free from the forest, and he doesn't own a car, so his expenses are minimal....

This book was first published in 1993, and re-released as an ebook in 2009. It's amusingly and competently illustrated by Barbara McGuire, and this first book introduces us to the forest, to Leon, and to the local police (the Pigeon Valley Police), consisting of Constable Mole, Sergeant Loerie, and Lieutenant Crow, as well as a host of other forest creatures of all stripes, dapples, brindling, spots, and whatever. Mrs Canary left her nest for only the briefest of times, yet when she returned, her three eggs were missing! Obviously someone poached them and no one is singing! It's time to scramble the police! Call out the frying squad. No, it's actually the flying squad!

I don't know if they really have a flying squad in police departments in South Africa, where the author lives, but she grew up in Britain, so maybe she's conflating. I don't know, but either way, it's funny. In Britain, the flying squad, through rhyming slang, was known as the Sweeney, from Sweeney Todd, and was a huge hit show in Britain many years back. But I digress!

So, with eggs missing and the police struggling, Leon leaps, well quivers, to the rescue, the long tongue of the law, using his keen mind and his swiveling eyes which, to paraphrase Joseph Heller, could see more things than most people, but none of them too clearly! Nevertheless, paying close attention to the clues, Leon soon has it all figured out, and as the police run down one useless 'lead' after another, Leon closes in on the likely suspects despite some rather unfair disparagement from the law.

The best thing about his novel apart from its sense of humor and the beautiful way it's written, is the sneaky way the author slips in educational material about the animals who appear as characters. This is the way a really good children's novel ought to be done, but rarely is. I recommend this completely.


A Party for Pepper by Sarah Hartsig


Rating: WORTHY!

This is a great book for helping teach young children to count up to ten. It's presented in the form of a birthday party for a charming young mouse named Pepper (full disclosure: this is a favorite name of mine, having known two different people who were named or nicknamed Pepper, and loving both of them!). As the preparations for the party are undertaken, it so happens that a progressively increasing variety items are encountered - it's almost as though the author planned it that way!

Pepper is a charmer and the author's art work makes it clear how fun and warm this whole celebration really is. I recommend this one for a sweet and colorful story, and for its educational value.


The Race by Janet Hurst-Nicholson


Rating: WORTHY!

Written by the talented author of Bheki and the Magic Light, this is another winner. The story is about a "clumsy" left-hander named Vicky and how, with the support of her close friend, she finally realizes she isn't clumsy and awkward, just left-handed in a right-handed world. The story is fun, if a little predictable, and has a warm ending. It also has a lot of information about left-handedness, and i recommend it for any parent who has a kid who is left-handed, and also for parents who want their kids to appreciate and enjoy diversity instead of fearing or jeering it.


The Big Bad Wolf My Side of the Story by Kate Clary


Rating: WORTHY!

If you've ever suffered bad neighbors, you'll enjoy this retelling of the three little pigs from the wolf's PoV. The wolf wasn't out hunting them down and threatening them. She was simply trying to get some peace and quiet and those pesky pigs were building trashy homes next door, and partying noisily into the night. It was simply too much!

I think this chapter book, which is short, simply written, and charming to read, would do great put up against the original story. You could organize it like a court case with your kids, using plush toys for the accused and so on, present each side, and then argue out which is telling the truth! I recommend this one.


Hooligan Magooligan Loves Her Pets by Louise Lintvelt


Rating: WORTHY!

Illustrated wonderfully by Julie Sneeden, this book is a visit to Hooligan's home, and a chance to meet her pets. It's a little too small to read on a smart phone, be warned, so you'll need either the print version or a pad to read it on. This is the fifth I've read and reviewed of Louise Lintvelt's books, and she was batting only five hundred prior to this. This improves her rating to sixty percent.

Hooligan has two cats and two dogs and actually isn't a hooligan at all - that's just her name. The book is not just about pets - it carries a message about acceptance, and how it's normal, ordinary, fine, and expected, that we enjoy diversity. I think that's a good message to convey and a great way to convey it. I recommend this one.


A Little Book About You by Scott Gordon


Rating: WORTHY!

I've been a fan of Scott Gordon's books for a while. Once in a while there's one I am not so keen on, but he has so many and most of them are so light, fun, and entertaining, and even educational at times, that it's hard to find one that doesn't amuse. This one is more of a self-affirmation kind of book, and I had to think about the utility of this for quite a bit as I was reading it.

I mean, any parent can tell - and indeed ought to be telling - their kids how wonderful they are, and finding the positive in as much of their life as you can possibly wring out of it, so why do we need a book which takes this important role out of our parental hands? I think the value of this book is that it's something any kid can enjoy when you're not right there to read it. Its like leaving a piece of you in their hands when you can't be there at that moment. Of course, it's going to mean nothing if you haven't spent the time with them and this book beforehand. You have to put in the time, and a lot of it, but after that, the kid can associate the book with your words, even if they can't read it themselves.

If they're learning to read of course, they can read it to themselves, but if they cannot, they can at least enjoy the fun and colorful pictures - pictures they associate with your voice reading it - so on balance I'd have to say this is a good book to have around for as long as your kid derives something from it, and I recommend it on that basis.


Times Tables the Fun Way! by Judy Liautaud and Dave Rodriguez


Rating: WARTY!

This was an awful book supposedly intended to teach the children to remember their times tables by concocting elaborate stories around then multiplication, such as, for example, to learn 3 x 3 = 9, you're supposed to memorize a hundred word story about triplets, if the kids even know what triplets are at that point in their lives. The mouse momma worried that her children would be born without tails, but each was born with three tails. I thought this was so ridiculous and burdensome - far more-so than simply learning the math rules to begin with - that it was nothing but a joke. I was hoping for a cat to eat them and become a cat o' nine tails as a result. Then you could really whip your math problems! LOL!

Seriously, how is it easier to learn when you make it so complex that the poor kids are swamped with asinine stories which work for only one math problem (in this case 3 x 3)? They have to learn a new and completely different story for 3 x 4, a story which has no relationship whatsoever to the 3 x 3 story? It wasn't even about mice! How is it easier to learn a hundred stories, than to learn ten simple rules for multiplying? If they could have come-up with some system of associating one animal with each set of problems, and one story for each of the ten numbers using that animal, I might have seen some benefit to that, but they didn't. The whole thing, to me, was a poorly conceived and the authors offered no evidence whatsoever that this system even worked, or if it did work, that it would be easier than merely learning the simple rules for basic math.

I can't recommend this ill-considered book which promises to complicate a subject and make it harder for children to get a good handle on it down the road, in exchange for the false promise of simplifying it now.


This totally Bites by Ruth Ames


Rating: WARTY!

This short novel (~180 widely-spaced, large font pages), aimed at middle-graders, amused me greatly from reading the blurb. Reading the actual novel was a slightly different experience. Emma-Rose Paley is a middle-grader who weirdly dreams of red eyes watching her at night. I know authors don't have a darned thing to do with their book covers unless they self-publish (or maybe if it's a young children's story or a graphic novel where they illustrate it themselves), but I have to ask what this girl is dressing for on the cover of this book - not her age, that's for sure, and not to look Goth. Did the illustrator even know how old she was supposed to be? Who knows.

One thing which annoyed me was ER's description of her friend "Gabby" which is a tragic diminutive of the gorgeous full name of Gabrielle Marquez which she sports. Why it's Gabrielle and not Gabriela, I don't know. Gabby is, commendably, a vegetarian (we rarely see those in novels). The problem was that immediately my pleasant surprise arose, it was harshly slapped away. ER tells us that, just as Gabby puts up with ER's burger cravings, she puts up with Gabby's salads. What? The only thing a vegetarian can eat is a salad? I'm sorry but that's an insult and totally inappropriate. It's condescending and abusive, and I see this repeatedly in books which have a vegetarian character. If it's not salad, it's nut cutlets or something equally ridiculous. If the author were making this kind of 'fun' and hurling snide comments at a person because of their skin color or their sexual preference, would it be considered appropriate? Damn straight it wouldn't. So why do we get a bye when it comes to something like food preference?

It doesn't end there. "My BFF can be a bit annoying when she starts gushing about the wonders of bean sprouts" we read. Can we heap the clichés any higher? Yes, we can! "I can get you some tofu to practice on" Gabby says shortly afterwards. There's a difference between an author portraying a character as behaving in a certain way - even in being a bigot and a moron - and the author themselves shamelessly embracing attitudes which are at best ignorant, and at worst, downright insulting. I was not much of a fan of Ruth Ames after this, but I still had to try and read this novel, which wasn't turned out in the dark ages. It was published just five years ago. You would think people would be a little more accepting and enlightened.

When ER's great Aunt Margo visits, ER quickly determines, which unimpeachable evidence, that she's a vampire, and deduces from this that ER herself is also a vampire - or well on her way to becoming one. At least ER isn't dumb and clueless. That helped. Whether she was on the right track, or completely misinterpreting what was going on, remained to be discovered.

Whether she is or not, I'll leave for you to decide if you choose to read this, the first in a series. For me, the story improved after that early problem, and would have been rated a worthy read were it not for those insults. Kids are likely to enjoy it, but for me, I can't recommend it precisely because of the gratuitous condescension towards vegetarians. Yes, it does totally bite.


Aoleon The Martian Girl by Brent LeVasseur


Rating: WARTY!

I had a few problems with this. I know it's not aimed at my age, and that those for whom it was written might well not care about the things I grew concerned over, but this is my review so I get to say what's on my mind!

This is book one of a series, and though I'm not really a fan of series, except in exceptional cases(!), I did liked the premise of this one - a feisty Martian girl. Yes, we know there's no life on Mars right now, and that there never was any life like ours to the best of our ability to determine. There may have been bacterial life at some point before the planet became too dry, but I wasn't going to let that get in the way of a good story! The only question is: Is this a good story? I have to argue that it isn't for a variety of reasons.

The first problem for me was with the eponymous Martian girl! There was an accent on her name: Aoléon, but when the boy spoke the name phonetically it didn't match the accent. In Spanish, the accent aigu indicates the vowel should be stressed. In French, it indicates a missing letter 's' as in étudiant which means, student. Here it evidently meant nothing, so why include it? There's neither an 's' missing nor does Gibert stress the 'e', nor does Aoleon correct him. That's a minor problem, so I'm going to spell it without the é. Other problems were worse. For example, she's given certain traits without any reason as to why she might have them. We're told at one point that she breathes out of the two tubes on top of and located at either side of her head, yet she quite clearly has a very noticeable nose. What's the purpose of that? Clearly it's to make her look more human, which is something I found myself resenting and thinking was foolish, and it's never accounted for in the novel.

Another issue is her blue skin. That, by itself, isn't a problem if it's accounted for, but it never was - not in this volume. A major problem with sci-fi is that writers lard it up with oddball aliens without giving a shred of thought to how they could have possibly evolved that way. There are always reasons for the way living things are: their color, their shape, their size, their lack of, or possession of, certain organs. Because our blood is red, and it shows through the skin, which is translucent bordering on transparent when it's thin enough, we humans have pink skin, unless it's heavily disguised by a really good tan. We know of organisms, such as the Prasinohaema virens - green blooded skink, which have green blood because their blood is saturated with bile - something which would be fatal to other such organisms. There is also a blood condition which can make your blood look green: Sulfhemoglobinemia.

Some organisms, such as the venerable horseshoe crab, have hemocyanin rather than the hemoglobin which we have, but this doesn't make them appear blue. It makes their blood appear grey-white to pale yellow, which is odd enough. The blood turns blue, however, when exposed to air, because it becomes oxygenated. So what's Aoleon's excuse? We don't get told. We're just expected to accept that she's blue because she is.

These are picky problems, but there is a worse one: her behavior! This is the worst one because it's something young readers might pick up on, and consider cool. Aoleon is totally irresponsible. She's first discovered by the male protagonist creating crop circles. We're told she doesn't damage the corn - it still grows when it's bent over, but of course when it's bent over, it can't be harvested properly. In short, it's ruined, but this vandalism doesn't bother her at all.

Even that's minor compared with her idiotic behavior when chased by air-force jets. Instead of shooting out into space and escaping harmlessly, she deliberately leads them on a not-so-merry chase, and when she outpaces them, the air-force starts up the Aurora - a prototype super jet which can keep up with her. Again, instead of leading the chase into space where the airplane cannot follow her, she deliberately entices the pilot into a low-level chase across one country after another, causing all kinds of damage, and not giving a hoot about anyone's safety but her own. This, to me, was unacceptable behavior, especially given that she never faces any consequences for it. I thought it was a really bad example to set for kids.

This bad example came hand-in-glove with another one - this time of American arrogance and imperialism as represented by this Aurora jet pursuing Aoleon not only out of US territory, but across the world into London and Paris, and firing missiles as it went. This would, in any rational world, be considered an outrage at best, and an act of war at worst. Never was there any talk of getting permission or of working on cooperation with foreign air-forces. Correct protocol would have been a wonderful example to set, and would help kids to understand boundaries, but instead we get an example of a form of bullying - that the US can go anywhere it wants and do whatever it chooses without needing to ask or to share, and again without any consequences. To me this was unacceptable. That the US can do this was proved in Abbotabad not that long ago, but do we want to teach our children that might makes right - that sneak makes neat? I don't.

In addition to these issues, we're borrowing flying cows from the movie Twister and we're teaching bad physics (that zero point energy is a viable energy source). There's a glossary in the back of the novel which will explain these terms, which is a commendable thing to do in general, but in this case, I really didn't see a point in explaining nonsense. There's a significant difference in employing untested scientific hypotheses in science fiction to gloss over violations of the laws of physics - for example, to permit travel at superluminal speeds, but this is mindless and I can't recommend such a story for kids.


Stephen the Upset Stomach by Justin Noble


Rating: WORTHY!

I got this one as an ARC from Netgalley. I had several problems not related to reading, before I even got to reading. The book was a disaster on my smart phone. It consisted of two title pages and two double content pages and that was it. There was no beginning and no end! I loved the idea of a book that teaches children healthy eating habits without lecturing them, but this really taught nothing in this form.

As I said, I read this originally on my smart phone, which is doable, despite the text being too small for comfort, but evidently not something to recommend. The first problem is that this had no 'cover', which is no big deal typically since the writer has nothing to do with the cover. In the case of children's books and graphic novels, that may not be the case, however. The book started at location 2 (a starting point I've never encountered before!). I could not get to location 1, not even by accessing the 'Go To' function and typing in '1', so I had no idea what was there from this version.

The first visible page was a title page of sorts, so I swiped past that and the next page (also a title page). After that I expected page one and the start of the story, but I joined the story in progress on what I later discovered was page 9 (on the pad), which meant that four of the story's pages had gone missing. It seemed like the brain and the taste buds had overdone the eating bit. On the next page, the upset stomach was on the phone complaining, and there was no more after that - no text, no pictures, no pages! I cannot recommend this for phone use. The experience was a lot better on the iPad in Bluefire Reader, which I'm evidently fortunate, in this case, to have access to, otherwise I would never have been able to review it positively.

On the pad, the book did indeed have a cover, and some really nice illustrations by Ann Bonin. This story began with the stomach being surrounded by junk food - rich in sugars, salts and fats - the very things humans craved when they were living primitive lives and these things were hard to get. Now these foods are everywhere, but the craving, instead of luring us to seek out nutritious foods, is endlessly leading us down the stodgy path of food that will fatten us up for the kill! A triumph of nurturing nasty over nature, and the kill being a life as short as those who lived in those caves!

Raymond the Brain works in the control center of the body village - a apt metaphor. Unfortunately this food was all junk: candy, chips and dip, ice cream, cake, soda. It all piled in, and Steven Stomach was slogging away trying to process all this trashy food. Why all these characters were male (Raymond Brain, Steven Stomach, Lyle Liver) I don't know, but at least they weren't all white!

This isn't a science book by any means, but I felt it was a bit confusing by saying that breaking down the junk food was tough. Like I said, it's a complex world, but generally the problem with junk food is that it's easy to break down so you get the junk food rush, whereas regular food is harder to break down so it naturally provides the body with the slow, steady, easy release of some of the same kinds of things, but at a kindly pace. Obviously it's better not to flood the system.

That aside I fully recommend this book as a really good way to get your kids to understand that something which tastes really good isn't necessarily the best thing keep your tummy happy. The back pages of the books (which were none existent in the Kindle app on my phone!) list some extras - whereby you can download things like a weekly challenge log and a brain workout, and fun activities, watch videos (where you can meet Larry and Rosie Lung, and Kerry and Kelly Kidney), and participate in a weekly challenge. The weekly challenge of as of this posting was food bingo. I recommend this as a great way to encourage kids to eat and be healthy.


Webster's Bedtime by Hannah Whaley


Rating: WORTHY!

This short young children's book was a great idea in my opinion. It teaches children that staying up late playing with electronic devices isn't a good idea - because the devices need to get their rest too! Told in rhyme, it's a nice way to work it!

Webster is a spiderling who has a veritable plethora of electronics, from phone to games to pad. When his mom tells him it's bedtime, he resorts to that age-old children's ruse - the negotiation. I won't make a sound he claims. Any parent knows how well that works. Even if it were true, it still didn't address the issue, which wasn't the noise, but the lateness of the hour.

Webster has a harder time trying to rationalize his behavior when his toys start complaining that they're tired too, but he does give it the old college try. Or in his case, as a youngster in several quick images, maybe it's the collage try? He offers to read to the electronics, sing them a song, tuck them in, but the smart phone, as you would expect, objects. Sharp arachnid that he is, Webster quickly realizes that the only way to deal with this is to turn them off so they can recharge, just as sleep will recharge him.

Illustrated amusingly by the author, this colorful book represents a practical and fresh approach to addressing modern parental concerns. If you can teach children that electronics are their friend, and just like their friends, have to sleep regularly, then it's likely to be a lot easier prying Gameboys and controllers and pads out of kids hands and luring the kid into a good night's sleep, too. I liked this book and recommend it.


Saturday, September 19, 2015

Barbara the Slut and Other People by Lauren Holmes


Rating: WARTY!

This was a mixed bag for me. I got the advance review copy under the impression (wrongly, obviously!) that it was a story about one person and their interactions with family and friends. It felt like it would an episodic, but coherent whole. In the end, it was a collection of short stories, none of which had anything to do with any of the others. I'm not a big fan of short story collections, but in for a penance, in for a pounding, so off I went.

The first two stories I felt were good, so I was off to a great start; they went downhill for me after that, however. I don’t like full length novels where the plot bounces like a pinball spastically between different sets of characters, even when the whole thing is supposed to come together in a final whole, but at least when it moves around like that, you eventually get to come back to the characters you like and really wanted to read about in the first place!

This means, as I said, that I tend to like collections of short stories less, especially if they’re unconnected. Indeed, the only connection between these stories, it seemed to me, was that they were preponderantly about weak, equivocating women who were obsessed with sex - or when not having sex, were doing drugs. This made them unappealing to me as characters or people. It seemed like they had no life other than drugs and sex, and even when the drugs and sex were not directly to do with them, they were still in the story affecting their lives.

Yes, there was a variety of locale and person in the stories, so on the one hand they were, in a small way, all different, and a reader has a better chance of finding a story they like in those circumstances, but on the other hand, the stories a person might like are over far too quickly, and the reader knows that they’re never going to eventually get back to these characters later in the book. It was with these mixed feelings that I read through this. On the up-side, it was a short and fast read!

As I said, the first two stories were appealing to me, but they were over far too quickly and then rest of the novel went downhill, apart from two brief upticks. The eponymous short story, which came last, was the worst of all, and the title had obviously been chosen for its prurient value. Despite that, I was actually hoping for it to bear me something edifying, ironic, or humorous, but it never did. In the end, it took the same exit from this freeway that all of these stories did: it fizzled out rather sadly, as though the author didn’t know what to do with it (and we’ve all been there, haven’t we, so I do sympathize!).

We’re told that stories need a beginning, a middle, and an end – the standard three-act scenario. I’m not one who subscribes to that kind of rigid paradigm, but that said, I felt rather unsatisfied after every one of these stories, even the few I liked. The best of them were like eating a satisfying meal, but after this I felt I’d been promised an equally fulfilling desert, and it was never served. I wanted something more from it, but I was denied time after time. Maybe this was a result of the story being short - too short for me, maybe! The thing is that I wasn’t necessarily looking for a conclusion or a resolution in the traditional sense; I was looking only for something more than I was delivered. Let’s look at each story.

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TALK TO YOU?
This one featured a young woman in a lesbian relationship who has not come out to her mother. Her dad knows, but is separated from her Mexican mom who lives south of the border, down Mexico way. This story actually should have clued me in better in regard to what to expect from this collection, but it was a new book, I was up for it and evidently blinded by the fact that I enjoyed this one despite the discovery that it really went nowhere in the end. The main character, Lala isn’t strong at all and has no idea how to broach this topic with her own mom, but we're never really given a good reason as to why, having already told dad, her mom should be so much harder to face. Even after the matter is dealt with, there is no aftermath to explore. The story is over, and the character hurries back home, making me feel as though the author herself was dedicatedly hurrying on to the next tale in the collection. To its credit, this was one story which didn't obsess loosely on sex.

WEEKEND WITH BETH, KELLY, MUSCLE, AND PAMMY
I just about liked this story, but it wasn't because of the main character, who was male, but because of Beth, who to me was a stunner of a woman about whom I could read a whole novel were the character to be handled in it like she was here. She was a breath of fresh air, I couldn’t have cared less about the other characters. The story, unfortunately, focused on the guy, and his rather loose and physical relationships with females. It would not have appealed to me at all were it not for Beth's appearances. A story about sex, pretty much.

MIKE ANONYMOUS
This story is about a Japanese guy who has poor English language, trying to get an STD test after having sex with a prostitute. I found this story to be just stupid and vaguely racist. Another story about sex.

I WILL CRAWL TO RALEIGH IF I HAVE TO
This one was thoroughly unsatisfying, too. It was another story about a woman who was unable to get out from under a guy - not literally this time, but figuratively. When it wasn't about him it was about drugs. To me it read like an endless whine and I didn't enjoy it at all..

DESERT HEARTS
This is about a liar/lawyer who talks herself into a job at a store where the first question they ask her is "Are you a lesbian?" This is what she lies about. The store is a sex toy retailer (so there's the sex again). It really went nowhere although it was more entertaining than any of the other stories. This was an odd one because, due to the fact that my phone randomly changes my place in ebooks when it's riding around in my pocket and not switched off, I missed this. It was only when I started writing the review and briefly reviewing the stories, that I realized I hadn't read it! If this has been a full length novel, I would have known immediately that I was reading in the wrong place, but I couldn't tell here. I was glad it was somewhat entertaining, but it wasn't nearly entertaining enough to reverse my opinion as to how entertaining this book was overall.
PEARL AND THE SWISS GUY FALL IN LOVE
This was about objectifying men, really. The guy never even gets a name, yet the main character has endless sex with this virtual stranger, and lets him move in with her even as she doesn't want this, yet is too weak to tell him to move out. It was really, seriously, honestly boring and pointless, and no fun to read.

NEW GIRLS
This is nothing but a list of German friends this snotty young American girl makes and ditches when she moves with her family to Germany. Kudos for bringing in a diversity of locales and character origins, but this was really boring.
MY HUMANS
This was the first uptick on the down-slide. It's the story of a break-up told from the dog's PoV, which was quite inventive and entertaining.
JERKS
This was completely tedious despite being, in part, about a hearing impaired woman who babysits a hearing impaired child. There was so much potential there for a real story, but I never got that story. Instead I got more sex. This woman is limp and motive-less, fresh out of a relationship and falling almost immediately into bed with some random guy she meets. There was, for me, no entertainment value at all.
BARBARA THE SLUT
This is about a highly promiscuous high-school girl two years from graduation, and it began as though it might actually be entertaining, but it was really Mary Sue the Slut, not Barbara. I thought the author was going to make use of the title and run with it, but she never did. The title was simply the name by which this girl was known universally in her school, and that was pretty much the entire story.

Whatever it was that was being attempted here didn't work. The author, despite actually being female, doesn't seem to know the difference between a vagina and a vulva! I mean, you can pat a vagina, but it's really hard to do, and highly uncomfortable if not downright painful for the woman whose vagina is being patted. Much easier to pat a vulva, but do get permission first.

I can't in good faith recommend this one. It showed definite promise in parts, but overall wasn't the ticket to reading pleasure I'd hoped for. The women were too much alike in their dithering ineptitude and lackluster view of life, they showed little to no improvement, were almost universally walked all over by men, and their insipid and uninteresting qualities were not leavened by anything.


Asking For It by Kate Harding


Rating: WORTHY!

The problem with this book is that the people who need most to read it will not, and if they mistakenly happen upon it, they will dismiss it as "more feminist propaganda". It's an uncomfortable experience to read it, but I think people need to read it until they get beyond discomfort and get downright angry that this crap not only goes on in 2015, but that it evidently doesn't even cause widespread outrage. The problem is that when people are talking about "rape-rape" (like it's a baby topic that no real grown-ups waste their time with), or about "legitimate rape" or about "the rape thing", then you know as well as I do that despite recent progress, there's still a hell of a long way to go. That's what's disturbing.

What also outraged me is that this didn't show up in the first page of results on Goodreads. Asking For It it is evidently a really poorly-chosen title because Goodreads showed over 500 screens of titles that were triggered when I typed that in. Even when I typed in the author's name it was second in a long list! The title is even one in a fictional series, which reportedly attempts to retro-justify rape - because she liked it in the end. What the hell kind of a fantasy that is, and how dangerous is it? That's rape culture in all its shabby glory.

The book explores the topic of rape in civilian and in military life, and how rape culture (which the author defines) enables rapists and does serious injustice to those who are raped, to the point where those who have gone through this horror can be even more victimized by the aftermath than they were by the original atrocity itself. Even to the point where survivors have subsequently been charged with a crime - essentially charged with the 'crime' of reporting it!

That's not to say it was all plain sailing. I had some issues with the way this was written. For example, the author does explore the wider implications of a rape culture, but nowhere near enough for me, and in nowhere near enough detail, especially for a book that is specifically about the rape culture rather than specifically cases of rape. She covers, for example, the absurd clamoring of celebrities to support other celebrities - such as those who came out for rapist Roman Polansky who ostensibly couldn't distinguish between a thirteen-year-old and a consenting adult, and others like Bill Cosby and people from other celebrity ventures like the sporting world where victims aren't even given a sporting chance in popular reporting.

Having said that, she fails to address the wider picture (except briefly in passing, and tangentially) of the whole culture we live in - the movies, the video games, the comic books, the novel, the TV shows. Yes, she briefly covers some of them, but briefly isn't sufficient in a book like this which is supposedly aimed at this very problem. Rape culture isn't just rape victims getting a raw deal and rapists getting a good deal - it's the entire ethos of how women are treated and viewed in society and I felt this got short shrift.

Another issue I personally had is that the author's tone felt a bit preachy and strident at times and thereby at risk of undermining a really strong case. In this kind of environment, lists didn't help as much as they ought, and her love of lists to me was counter-productive to her aim. I'm not a fan of lists and regimented structures because life is neither, and neither are personal interactions except in crappy rom-coms. Once you start relying on a fixed list, you're in danger of missing things that are important but have failed to make the "official list". One list which I felt which was particularly confusing at best was the first one, on page 14. Clearly the author fully expects us to answer "No", but the lists are full of ambiguity which, to someone who is not clued in (and no rapist is, by definition) is going to miss, or misinterpret.

This goes to what I've been saying about taking wise precautions, and about making a "No" quite clear. Yes, lack of clear consent means no, that's a given, and yes, even a clear and unequivocal no has indeed failed to stop rapists, but given the pervasiveness of rape culture, a lack of a clear "No!" has also been used to try to muddy the waters in rape cases. A clear "No!" will cut that off at the knees. Remember, we are not dealing with an ideal society here. We're not even dealing with a rational one, much less a victim-friendly one. Here we're dealing with one which facilitates criminals getting away with rape the bulk of the time. You simply cannot play fair in that environment. You're a fool if you think you can hold out any hope that a rapist will be reasonable, considerate, nuanced, decent, or amenable to argument or persuasion.

I'm not even sure what the author was trying to demonstrate, but let's look at the list:

  1. I'd love to, but I already have plans.
  2. Sweet of you to offer, but I'm afraid I won't be able to make it.
  3. Oh geez, maybe another time?
  4. I so wish I could!

Not one of these actually says no (not that this means 'yes', understand!). If you're sensitive, which rapists are not, you will suspect that this person does not want to be involved with you, but even so you may feel free to ask again at some point, because you want to be sure, and because the answers equivocated at best and invited a "return match" at worst. Indeed, three of them say the opposite of no: "I'd love to", "Maybe another time?", and "I so wish I could!". Einstein is often quoted as saying something along the lines of "You cannot simultaneously prevent and prepare for war," which is nonsensical, but it's that kind of approach which is being pursued here. Rather than give an unequivocal "No!", the person in question here has offered what might well be seen as an "invitation" to further predation from those who are given to viewing women as prey and are blind to subtlety. Even those who are not predators are at risk of being thoroughly confused by such ambiguous answers.

If you have no intention of becoming involved with a guy, you do not say you'd love to! You do not offer another (what may be seen as an) opportunity to stalk you. You do not utter wishes that you could be together. You do not use the word "afraid" in your response. You say "No!" It's better to be perceived as rude than to offer what a potential pest at best and rapist at worst will see as weakness, equivocation, or invitation.

If you like, you can soften it with "I'm involved with someone" or "I don't want to be involved with anyone here" or whatever, but don't omit the clear "No!". Having given that, you are in no doubt as to whether you "encouraged" someone, and neither are they - if they are even remotely reasonable. If the worst happens, you will be confident you made it crystal clear that your answer was no, and you will not be haunted with concern that you somehow "encouraged" this guy. Rape is god-awful enough without bringing self-doubt and self-recrimination into it, on top of whatever other horrors you're going through.

On this same topic, it bothered me that on some occasions the author appeared to be disparaging rape prevention advice and campaigns by presenting an anecdote which "proved" all the advice was wrong. Yes, in an ideal society, women should not have to do these things. It's reprehensible that they're forced into this position, but the fact is that we do not live in an ideal society, and we're a long - probably impossible, I'm sorry to say - way from ever getting there, so until and unless we do live in that ideal society, the advice isn't wrong and people are foolish not to take it and follow it.>/p>

It's like saying that it's foolish to wear a seat belt, because there are some occasions where the seat belt has been the problem - the victim died anyway, or the seat belt trapped them in the car. Indeed, I was once trapped in the back seat of a car fortunately not due to an accident, but because the car was old and the seat belt was shitty. We had to find some scissors and cut me out! Did I give up wearing seat belts because of this fail? Absolutely not. This doesn't mean that a victim who has failed to take this advice is the problem and no crime has been committed. Far from it. There has still been a crime and the victim's lack of forethought isn't a mitigating circumstance by any stretch of the imagination, no matter how hard the police or the commanding officer, or courts might dishonestly pretend it is - because of this rape culture. But there are nonetheless ways in which, regardless of whether we're talking about rape or any other crime, you can endeavor protect yourself from harm and it's just plain stupid not to heed them.

They're not guaranteed, by any means, and they will at times fail despite the best efforts, but on balance, they will make women and men safer, and this author's single-minded focus on the need to address the rapist problem, not the victim non-problem, commendable and accurate as that approach is, did a disservice to prevention in a society where it is a real a present danger, as they say. It's this evident inability on the author's part to separate the wheat from the chaff which for me weakened the message she was bringing - a message which is long overdue.

By that I don't mean it invalidated it, but I think it served to tint water which could have been clearer. For example, I would have liked to have seen the author outright condemn binge-drinking for an assortment of reasons, but because her focus was solely on rape, she tended to gloss over this problem because, it seemed to me, she felt it took away from her message that even if the person who was raped was drunk, she was still the victim of a crime and this does not mitigate the rapist's criminal behavior. This is unarguably true to anyone with half a functioning brain, which rapists and anyone else who buys into the rape culture quite evidently doesn't have, but more instead of addressing the real and unarguable issue

In the same vein, I would have liked her to have talked about educating men not to be criminals rather than zero in on the narrow field of educating them not to be rapists. That needs to be a distinct and pronounced part of such an education, but there needs to be a wider focus.

There are also issues with the prevalence of rape, which I admit is a doomed thing to try and calculate given how little of it goes reported because of the very fact that we do live in a rape culture. Numbers are tossed around without very much verification, so we end up with a one in five or a one in four number which then becomes folklore without anyone going back to see how that number was arrived at in the first place. Lisak's 2002 study was evidently flawed. We can see how hazy the numbers are by looking at this article on the Drew Sterrett / CB "affair" which is well covered by the author. "...a reported sexual assault rate of 0.03 percent" Even multiplied by ten that's a far cry from one in five.

The Sterret case is interesting not only in and of itself, but also because it makes it clear that not all cases of rape (or in this case alledged rape) are about power. This one clearly was not. And neither is the power always with the guy - in this case the power to ruin his life was clearly in his supposed victim's hands.

In a 1996 study, researchers at the Medical University of South Carolina set out to determine the rape-related pregnancy rate in the United States. They estimated that about 5 percent of rape victims of reproductive age (12 to 45) become pregnant — a percentage that results in about 32,000 pregnancies each year. If 5% become pregnant and that's 32,000 per year, it's an atrocity, but that's not what I want to address here. Multiplying that 32K by 20, should give us 100% of rape victims, which is 640,000 annual rapes. Even one is too many but over half a million is phenomenal and shocking beyond polite words.<.p>

Reading elsewhere, we get this number: "...there were overall 173,610 victims of rape or sexual assault, or 0.1% of the US population 12 or older in 2013". That's a far cry from 640,000, unless of course 466,390 failed to report the crime - but that's entirely possible. Elsewhere still, we learn that according to RAIIN, every 107 seconds, someone in the United States is sexually assaulted. There is a yearly average of 293,000 victims we're told, but a rape every 107 seconds comes to 294,729. This is good enough to fall in with that average, but it's a far cry from either 640,000 or 173,610.

My point is not to belittle the magnitude of the numbers, which regardless of which number is most accurate, are appalling, but to point out that the numbers vary wildly, and this is the kind of thing which will be the very one that nay-sayers latch upon to try to call "the rape thing" into question. Look," they will claim, "they're making wild guesses! No one knows, clearly they're making this all up as a scare tactic!" Obviously that's blind nonsense, but that doesn't mean that it would not help to get better, more reliable numbers, because quoting poorly substantiated or discrepant numbers isn't going to do anyone any favors. A look, in this book, at the accuracy and sources of the numbers would have been appreciated, and while the author touches on this more than once, she never really pursues it as a legitimate topic in its own right. We do not want to give those who would continue to try and sweep this rape culture pandemic under the carpet any ammunition even if they're firing blanks.

I like that the author covers the fact that while the overwhelming number of rapes is indeed male on female, rape isn't just male on a female. It's very much cross-gender despite the British rather Victorian idea that girls can't rape guys. I liked the discussion of the focus on college versus focus on 'civilian' rape, but this was a relatively short book and the author obviously could not go into great detail on every topic. Focus on college is important, but in one way it's a bit of a mis-focus because college female students are only about half as likely as non-college females of the same age range to be affected by violence:
http://www.latimes.com/local/la-me-sexual-assault-legal-20140608-story.html
http://yaledailynews.com/blog/2014/11/07/after-uwc-complaint-two-students-wait/
That doesn't mean it's not a problem, by any means, but it does mean we can be smarter, use better resources, and be more effective across all areas, instead of focusing on one and pretending we're addressing the problem.

I like that the author called into question some of the at best ill-advised, and at worst, situation-exacerbating ad campaigns aimed at reducing rape, but done in a wrong-headed manner. The problem isn't so much those, however, as the very effective ad campaigns which are aimed in the opposite direction, and which flood our senses throughout our lives almost subliminally. Indeed, they are so pervasive and so common and so readily available that we don't even consider them, much less talk about them.

This is why, for me, where this book most fell down is in its almost complete failure to address the far more widespread, and often very subtle rape culture problem: that which shamelessly pervades TV, advertising, movies, and literature. The author did cover, briefly and in a limited way, some movies and some TV, and even took a very small dip into advertising, but nowhere near enough. In my opinion, it's in these areas that rape culture is seeded, because it is all-pervasive and it hits men and women alike from childhood. Note that I am not saying here that some guy watches a TV show or sees a commercial, and suddenly is filled with the idea that he can simply go out and rape him some women! It doesn't work like that. But when you have, for example in movies, been subjected to a lifetime of stories where the tough hombre battles the odds and is rewarded with the helpless "chick" every time, a "babe" (not the infantilization in play here) who pretty much literally falls into his arms, a wilting violet subservient to his every command, it's not hard to see that this cultivates a mind-set which takes only a weak will not to act upon.

Every time I'm in the grocery store waiting at the check out line, I'm bombarded with a host of magazines aimed at women, and what do all of these magazines have on the covers? Curiously enough, semi-naked woman. What text do the covers most often carry? Something about sex, about improving your technique, making yourself sexier, spicing things up, and on and on. I rarely stand at the check-out without seeing at least one mention of sex on the cover of at least one magazine. These are magazines that used to cover the model's head with the magazine title, as if to make it clear that only her body was of interest - you can safely ignore the mind. Only a professional idiot (aka a rapist) would view this as a guide to your average woman's mind-set and inclinations, but if you're one of the idiots, this tells you quite unequivocally that women want sex, they're desperate for it, they crave it, they need someone to deliver it to their open door. That's all the "consent" a rapist needs.

These magazines, to me, are more abusive to women than actual pornography is, because they are much more pernicious and sly, and they're everywhere. TV and movies send the same message - a message that a woman is only waiting for the right man and she;ll hop right into bed and the hell with worrying about STDs. Books are just as bad, especially the ones showing a woman in a state of undress with a manly man on the cover, and even more-so, ill-conceived and misguided young adult novels. The worst of those are ones which purport to deliver a strong female character the main protagonist, yet almost inevitably have this character wilt and take second place when a man shows up, as though she's really quite weak, if not outright incompetent, by herself and in truth needs a man to whip her into shape. All of this contributes to a comprehensive and overwhelming, if seriously deluded, view of women. I find ti a bit sad that this author who does so well in other areas, barely mentions these areas, if at all.

Overall though, despite some issues (one of which is the author's unilateral declaration that couples in happy long-term relationships are pretty much rapists if they wake their partner up by means of foreplay!) this book is well-written, well-researched, and full of useful, needfully disturbing, information and I unreservedly I recommend it.

Here's an addendum based on a recent report, which cast previous figures into doubt - so once again we're stuck with the problem of which numbers can be relied on and how the hell we get any kind of handle on a problem which we evidently cannot measure reliably! These numbers were here:
http://www.aau.edu/Climate-Survey.aspx?id=16525

KEY FINDINGS

*Overall, 11.7 percent of student respondents across 27 universities reported experiencing nonconsensual sexual contact by physical force, threats of physical force, or incapacitation since they enrolled at their university.

*The incidence of sexual assault and sexual misconduct due to physical force, threats of physical force, or incapacitation among female undergraduate student respondents was 23.1 percent, including 10.8 percent who experienced penetration.

*Overall rates of reporting to campus officials and law enforcement or others were low, ranging from five percent to 28 percent, depending on the specific type of behavior.

*The most common reason for not reporting incidents of sexual assault and sexual misconduct was that it was not considered serious enough. Other reasons included because they were "embarrassed, ashamed or that it would be too emotionally difficult," and because they "did not think anything would be done about it."

*More than six in 10 student respondents (63.3 percent) believe that a report of sexual assault or sexual misconduct would be taken seriously by campus officials.