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Sunday, March 30, 2008

Where's Skif?

I realized tonight that part of Mercedes Lackey's popularity is her ability (and by "ability", I here mean "inability to do otherwise") to make the protagonist of any given book the most important person in the universe. This is a bit surreal, though, when the characters surrounding the protagonist were main characters in their own books, once upon a time. So in the scene I was reading tonight, our protagonist Elspeth* rides with a whole big group of people into the palace, and they're all formally received by the Queen. So Talia (another heroine from a different book) came running out to greet Elspeth, and they all go in - except that somewhere in the last dozen pages, Lackey misplaces Skif. Who, yes, was also the star of a book, and who is one of Talia's best friends and Elspeth's official traveling companion. His girlfriend is there, various bit players appear - but this fairly major character has just disappeared. Talia doesn't greet him, he's not with the other Heralds, he's not anywhere.
Does this matter to the plot? No, but it's a fairly noticeable mistake, and lately I've been all about making fun of Lackey.
* I'm amused, by the way, at how Lackey's characters have obscure (Talia, Elspeth, Alberich) or misspelled (Jeri, Myste, Keren) names from 20th-century USA. At least when Marion Zimmer Bradley gave all of her characters Celtic names, she explained it by saying they'd come from Europe originally.

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Saturday, March 29, 2008

Brightly Burning

I just added a post about Catherine Jinks, and thought to mention Mercedes Lackey, but that post was getting rather long. So I started a new one. Here's the thing: I read two Lackey books this week (read, not skimmed, I mean). One was By the Sword, which wasn't too bad. Yeah, there were improbable uses of magic (two characters meeting in dreams for almost a decade, when no one else has ever been able to do that?), and a ridiculous, laugh-out-loud plot twist when the heroine gets promoted in her new job. But compared to much of Lackey's body of work, that's minor.
And especially compared to Brightly Burning, which was so crazy that even now, days later, I am a bit dazed. I had to keep putting it down. It's strange, because I read two critical (in every sense of the word) reviews of it, but I found very few unfavorable reviews from readers. People liked this book, and didn't find the following aspects of it intensely disturbing:
1) Well, this character is crazy, basically. It's pretty well restrained by his Companion for most of the book, but he's pretty unstable and prone to uncontrollable rages throughout the book. So why was he Chosen? (those are Lackey's caps, not mine, btw). It's hard to avoid the conclusion that the Companions, in all their wisdom, knew there'd be a war coming up, and Chose this unstable firestarter as a weapon. That's just messed up, especially because
2) There are healers at the school, close at hand, who could have helped this poor kid, Lavan, deal with his rages and feelings of guilt (more about that guilt below). But for whatever reason - possibly just to keep this kid unstable? - they don't. They let his Companion (who could have been injured or killed at any time) deal with
3) Lavan's rages. His literally murderous rages. I mean, he killed four schoolmates and badly injured some others! And when he feels guilt about it, and a parent of the dead is crazily grief-stricken herself, they're both told (essentially) that the dead kids earned it, and Lavan's not responsible, because Lavan was bullied by the kids he killed. Which is true - but wow. It's all the more bizarre, because this was published only a couple of years after Columbine. Yes, of course it's terrible that Lavan and his classmates were being bullied in a fairly extreme way - but to say that there's no need for guilt is not okay.
4) And then there's the Companion. In the books, Companions and Heralds bond telepathically. Not every pair can speak to each other telepathically (though Lavan and his Companion can), but there's definitely a bond. For some reason, Lackey chose to give them an extra bond, a Lifebond, which usually is something that happens between two people who have an unusually strong emotional connection.
No, let me say that again, for emphasis: Lackey Lifebonded this kid and his horse! That's not okay, and even several characters in the book point out the lack of compatibility in gender (though I'm not sure why that matters), age and species. He's in love with his Companion, and vice-versa, virtually guaranteeing that he'll never have a strong emotional tie to a human. Not that he has a chance, because of course
5) there's a war, which happens just as Lavan is fully trained (handy, that!). So he's rushed off to the front, and uses his firestarting powers to, well, burn things down. He doesn't burn people - at least, not at first, not until he starts to really like this fire thing. And then when his Companion is killed, he goes insane and burns the whole dratted army. Not his own army, thanks to some lucky foresight on the part of his countrymen. He goes insane, burns the army, and burns himself up in the process. Nothing but ash left.
Well, by that point, I was relieved to have the poor kid die. It wasn't a necessary death, especially if #2 and #3 had been properly handled, but there was a certain grandeur to it. But heavens, that book was really disturbing. Lackey's sang-froid about all of the above is not okay.

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Pagan's Daughter, etc.

I read Pagan's Daughter this last week. It doesn't come out here in the States until November (under the title Babylonne, btw), but I've been keen to read it for months now. So I bought a used copy from Australia.
Its origin - it came from half a world away! - is one of the more interesting things about it, sadly. I just never cared about Babylonne. Although Isidore wasn't my favorite character in Pagan's Scribe, I was delighted to see him here, especially when he was talking about the recently-deceased Pagan.
If I hadn't bought it, I would have been eagerly waiting it for another seven months, and the letdown would have been even greater, so it's as well that I bought it now. I'm not even sure that I can recommend it as a library purchase. It's not that I hated it, because I didn't. Catherine Jinks, the author, is a medieval scholar - and you can tell from the text, which seems determined to teach the reader every blessed thing about Languedoc's religious sects in the early 13th century. It's not that I'm opposed to medieval history, of course. I quite like it, and more to the point, I've studied it. But this will be a hard sell, even to fans of the books about Pagan.
Speaking of those books about Pagan - as I mentioned a few days ago, I'm determined not to re-read any books this month. So although I'm longing to go back and re-read the books about Pagan, I have to wait until Tuesday. I consoled myself yesterday with Gerald Morris's Parsifal's Page, which I had to read for a book club. And now I'm filling in the time by reading more by Mercedes Lackey.

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Thursday, March 27, 2008

romance for guys

I was just asked to find a good romance for a young adult (an older teen). He wanted something like The Notebook. Turns out it is very difficult to find one! I avoided books from a female perspective, which knocked out 90% of the romantic teen fiction right there. Nearly all the rest were about gay romance, and I wasn't sure that would fly here. So I opted for 24 girls in 7 days, and Stargirl, and a few others.
But - where are the romance books for straight guys?

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Friday, March 21, 2008

too many winged creatures

Hey, remember when I was complaining about Myste last week? That's minor compared to the Lackey books I'm reading now (Winds of Change, Winds of Fury - that trilogy). I mean, I'll take Mary Sue characters any day, compared to Mary Sue characters (now that Elspeth's the main character, she has become brilliant and psychically gifted) who spend all their time around a bunch of dratted, telepathic birds and gryphons. Really, I just don't get the appeal of birds as companion animals. So I have been wildly skimming these books.
So, why am I still re-reading? Well, partly because I'm determined to get through the month without re-reading any books - a week or two ago, I realized that that was the case, and I like the idea of once having a month with no re-reads.
The reason why a month is relevant is because I have a notebook with every book I've read for the last three or four years. Each month has its own section, and each new book I read is noted as such. So - yeah, that would be neat.
ETA: I should say that these books I'm wildly skimming won't end up on the list of books I've read this month, of course, because I skimmed them. It's just that if I don't read these at all, I won't understand the next trilogy, because a bunch of these irritating characters will be dragged into scenes with characters I like. It's just so messy - I mean, Lackey has thrown mages and magical creatures and a half-cat-woman and psychic powers and queens and horses in, like some sort of ghastly pick-one-from-each-column fantasy mishmash.

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Thursday, March 13, 2008

grumpy about standards

Dear Well-Known Children's Author:
I read your newest book last night, which will go nameless because I'm reviewing it for a review source, and I was so tired and sad by the end. I am so tired of readable, interesting children's nonfiction being spoiled by a lack of source notes. I just don't care how interesting the book is, or how valuable it is because it covers a gap in the collection: if it doesn't have specific source notes for quotations, and if it fails to meet even the most basic standards of adult nonfiction, I won't give it a good review. Do better next time; because you're well-known, you can push your publishers to match standards that even series nonfiction is meeting. That is all.
(signed)
DearReader

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

fish in a barrel

I've switched back to the prequels to the Heralds of Valdemar series (those Mercedes Lackey books - see the last three posts), because I like to read series in order. So, I'm reading Exile's Honor, and bearing up pretty well under the main character's faux-Germanic syntax (all the verbs are at the end). What I can't deal with is Myste. Although most Heralds are Chosen (Lackey's capitals, not mine) when they're in their teens or early 20s, this one is Chosen in her 40s. She wears glasses, isn't particularly athletic, but is really smart and has special psychic gifts.
I could live with all that - barely - if her name weren't Myste. It's irritatingly spelled, and (so far as I can tell) can only be pronounced Mist or Mist-ee. Either one isn't okay, because do you know what Mercedes Lackey's nickname is? Misty.
I joked around the other day about how there weren't any characters names "Mary Sue" in Valdemar, but "Myste" has that beat.
On another topic, I've fallen in like with the lolcatbible (Genesis 3:12, where Adam's describing his being tempted by the apple to God, goes like this: "At first I was liek "Noes!" but then, I was layk NOM NOM NOM."). So for now, kthxbye!

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Sunday, March 09, 2008

Arrow's Flight

You know The Forbidden Tower, by Marion Zimmer Bradley? Ok. So, pretend that's what we're talking about. Got it? Now take out about half of the main characters (Ellie and either Damon or Andrew). Take out the miscarriage, the betrayal, the wedding, and the murder for good measure. So what are you left with? Two people, holed up for the winter, obsessing about the woman's psychic gifts and how she can't make them do what she wants.
Yeah. Sounds fun, right? That's pretty muich Mercedes Lackey's Arrow's Flight, in a nutshell. Except that in Bradley, there were certain world-changing implications to Callista getting her head in the game (as it were). Here, not so much.

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Saturday, March 08, 2008

wish-fulfillment

So, I'm reading Arrows of the Queen, amusing myself by noting the similarities between this book and Anne McCaffrey's first two Harper Hall books. But then it just got crazy. I was expecting the mischievous, helpful Piemur-character to show up, and he did. I didn't expect Talia's friendship with an old musician Herald, who accepts her for who she is (coughPetironcough). And then I was gobsmacked when Talia turns out to have skill playing a pipe, and a nice little singing voice (which the old musician is obligingly training). So when a murder attempt on Talia almost succeeds, and she only saves herself by her newly found telepathic powers, I was shaken. Especially now that it turns out there's a Circle of telepaths at the school. A Circle! Sadly, no one has the Alton gift, to put Talia to death and me out of my misery.
The telepathy makes me cranky, because this is a Paolini level of copying from other works (the Circle, etc., are pure Darkover. I guess it was handy for Lackey to write all those Marion Zimmer Bradley fanfics first!). Also (and possible less forgivably, it makes Talia some sort of walking wish-fulfillment bundle. I guess "Mary Sue" isn't a name found on Valdemar.

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Friday, March 07, 2008

weird po-mo Menolly loop

So I was reading a book review journal (Booklist or Library Journal, maybe), and it mentioned a new Anne McCaffrey book that didn't sound as egregiously bad as her last few, so I checked it out. And then it sat around and gathered dust for a week or ten days, until I read a review so scathing and funny that I decided to return the book unread. I was struck by a passage from the review that implied that this new McCaffrey effort was a Mercedes Lackey ripoff - essentially, it seemed, Lackey re-creates the Harper Hall from Anne McCaffrey, but with fencing and horses thrown in.
I only knew of Mercedes Lackey from her work in all those Darkover anthologies I'd read in high school and college. But I realized that if I'd read short stories from her and hadn't hated them, and she writes derivative versions of books by Anne McCaffrey that I like, that I should check her out.
And seriously, it has been well worth it. I've been reading Arrows of the Queen, and I have to stop every five or ten pages to boggle at how similar it is to Anne McCaffrey's Dragonsong and Dragonsinger. I mean, similar in the smallest details:

McCaffrey's Dragonsong/singer: ordinary, conservative people live in Holds
Lackey's Arrows of the Queen: ordinary, conservative people are called Holderfolk
McCaffrey's Dragonsong/singer: main character both timid and unexpectedly competent. And poor, so she's humbled by her new surroundings
Lackey's Arrows of the Queen: yep
McCaffrey's Dragonsong/singer: heroine's dark, curly, unruly hair
Lackey's Arrows of the Queen: yep
McCaffrey's Dragonsong/singer: the people wear tunics
Lackey's Arrows of the Queen: yep
McCaffrey's Dragonsong/singer: heroine studies in a place where both Harpers and Healers learn
Lackey's Arrows of the Queen: yep, but they're called Bards, and there are Heralds thrown in
McCaffrey's Dragonsong/singer: rich students, not officially Harpers or Healers, who are bullies
Lackey's Arrows of the Queen: yep
McCaffrey's Dragonsong/singer: heroine has a special role in her new craft, that only she can fill
Lackey's Arrows of the Queen: yep
McCaffrey's Dragonsong/singer: heroine "Impresses" fire-lizards
Lackey's Arrows of the Queen: Heroine "Chosen" by a horse, with the same sort of mental link

There are more parallels, but I just can't be bothered to mention them all. And I'm only 100 pages into the book! That said, I'm enjoying this Dragonsinger rip-off, because Dragonsinger is a favorite of mine.
So, I'm reading Lackey, because McCaffrey ripped off Lackey in the new book I didn't read, but that's okay because Lackey ripped off McCaffrey 20 years ago.

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