Book Review: Shadow’s Master

Shadow’s Master by Jon Sprunk

The third book in Mr. Sprunk’s Shadow Saga, Shadow’s Master delivers a satisfactory conclusion to the series. Thank goodness. Not that I didn’t like the Caim’s story and world, but damn the man took a beating and kept on ticking. He needs a break!

(You can read my reviews of the first and second book in the series here: Shadow’s Son and Shadow’s Lure.)

The book opens with shadows. Of course. And picks up pretty much right after the events in the second book, Shadow’s Lure. Caim has just killed is aunt (think: evil witch of the far north) and is heading north to find some answers about his origins and his mother; the realm of Nimea is at the brink of falling apart and Josey, the new Empress, is struggling to keep it all together; and Kit, the ethereal ditz, is pretty much doing the same thing as always – loving Caim in all the wrong ways.

The reader follows Caim into a northern wasteland populated by Northmen struggling to survive in a world darkened by shadow people – people like Caim. But seeing as Caim is half human, he can’t quite shake the feeling that he’s the only one that can do something about it. And he does. Along the way, he loses a few men who follow him and a nation, but he gains the love of his life: Kit.

Mr. Sprunk doesn’t disappoint those of his fans that read to get their action-packed fix. Caim battles it out with enough Shadow warriors, Northmen, and sorceresses to make your head spin. Believe me, if you want blood and gore, you’ll get it. I do enjoy that part of Caim’s story, however, for me, this last installment, while satisfactory, didn’t quite end on the right note for me. I felt there were too many questions lift hanging. Or, more importantly, aspects of the story that didn’t quite ring true. For example, I never could figure out why Aemon, Dray and Malig kept following him further and further north. There was nothing in it for them and they just seemed to be “cannon fodder” and unneeded (and unwanted) complications for Caim.

I did very much enjoy Josey’s story. The farther Caim traveled north, the more I wanted to remain with Josey and join her battle to keep the realm from tearing itself apart. Josey’s character grew in this installment. She became a leader for her people and marshaled disparate forces to work together. Of course, that was a bit easy for her as they had an opposing outside force threatening them all. Still, it was nice to see her make decisions and become a bit independent. I do have a bone to pick with her story as well. I don’t think Brian was necessary. Couldn’t she have stopped pining for Caim on her own without dangling a big, strong man under her nose? In a story world where nothing seemed to go right, it reeked a bit too much of convenience.

Though some parts of the world building could have been fleshed out (a few interesting new characters didn’t get enough paper time), Shadow’s Master is still a good read. If you’ve read along and enjoyed the first two books, you’ll find a lot to like in the last installment. Recommended.

Author Interview: Mike Shevdon

 

Late last year, I discovered Mike Shevdon. No, he wasn’t hiding under a mushroom. And I’m not saying I discovered him, as in nurtured his career, and showed his brilliance to the world like some shiny new gem. No, like any of you might have, I discovered his books, The Courts of the Feyre. They include Sixty-One Nails, The Road to Bedlam, Strangeness and Charm, and soon to come The Eight Court.

The story of The Courts of the Feyre center around a middle-aged man named Niall Petersen. And it all starts in what can be mistaken as a resurrection. He dies and a feyre half-breed named Blackbird comes along to save him and he ultimately goes on to save the world.

The universe that Mr. Shevdon builds in his series mixes old English mythology (think fairies, goblins, and other assorted monsters) with our everyday gritty world. Set in London and the surrounding countryside, we traverse not only through familiar cities and hamlets, but through history seen from the eyes of mythical creatures that live, die and kill among us.

I love the series because I fell in love with the main character, Niall Petersen. He’s around my age and he struggles with his new found power in a way I found sympathetic. But I was also intrigued by another aspect – the absence of god.

In a predominantly western, Christian world, when someone writes about mythical creatures born from pagan mythology, one runs the risk of alienating a large portion of the devout Christian population. Though Mr. Shevdon does delve a little into the possibility of the clash between religion and the world of the Feyres, he primarily steers clear of the obvious conflict, focusing instead on the personal story of Niall Petersen. And this atheist wants to know why. So I decided to ask him. Lucky for me, he said yes.

Hello Mike, thank you for sitting down with the APOV and talking about your Courts of the Feyre series.

Shevdon: My pleasure.

APOV: Can you tell us a little about the inspiration for your series and what it’s about?

Shevdon: The series is about a man, Niall, who discovers that the mythical creatures of English folklore are real and that they inhabit the same world we do, though they are not the pretty delicate beings depicted in Victorian picture books. It’s about his own discovery of power and what that means to him and to his family. It’s about love and loss, about responsibility and duty. It’s about coming to terms with life and death, and what it means to live.

APOV: In a previous conversation, you mentioned that you purposefully decided to avoid the ‘comparison and intermingling of folklore and religion’. However, I think they are intricately combined. To exclude one or the other, you are ignoring the big elephant in the room. I understand your desire to focus on a culture and faith that is true to old-English folklore, but don’t you think that culture would have been impacted by human religion? And vice versa?

Shevdon: You’re right, I deliberately avoid bringing religion directly into the stories, not because I’m against religion but because I wanted to focus on a particular mythology. Religion has its own mythology – angels and devils, for instance – and if I confuse one with the other then it sets hares running that I did not want to have to chase down in the books. I made a specific decision. The Feyre do not believe in God, because if they did they would share a cultural connection with humanity, and I wanted them separate. The books are impacted by religion, though. If you think about the conversations between Niall and Greg Makepeace – the vicar in The Road to Bedlam, then you’ll see the impact of religion on the characters. It’s there as a cultural difference, though, rather than a clash of belief.

APOV: Let’s talk about that focus, the basis of the Feyre mythology in your book, and the cultural difference you allude to in terms of morality. Would you say that English folklore mythology had a different morality than say, our culture? If so, in what way? How important is that difference to Niall and how it impacts his relations with Blackbird and, even, his children?

(Keep in mind that when I say our culture, I mean western culture which is heavily influenced by Christianity. I would even say that most secular humanists and atheists in the United Kingdom and the United States share the same basis for their morality. The whole ‘do not kill’, ‘honor your family’, etc. that we find in the Bible (minus the sexism and homophobia).)

Shevdon: What is the morality of stealing another person’s child and replacing it with a creature that looks the same but isn’t? What moral lesson comes from receiving gifts or gold that turns to simple beans or gravel in the morning light? These tales reflect a morality that is different from our own. I’m not sure they were created as moral tales, though. That may not have been their purpose. For Niall, it’s about adapting to that culture while maintaining his moral compass. He tries to do what’s right, but is often faced with a choice of wrongs. Does that affect his relationships? Of course. By doing wrong we undermine our own position in saying what’s right. It makes hypocrites of us.

As a culture we come to a common understanding of right and wrong. One definition of culture is the values and beliefs we pass on to others. We have a culture of ownership. This is yours, that is mine. When we say that something is ours we claim exclusive rights to it that are not intrinsic. It’s a very inefficient way of using resources. Our entire culture is based on it, though, and it’s difficult to challenge. Christianity was different, though. In some ways it was closer to communism – to each according to their need, from each according to their ability.

APOV: I never thought of Christianity akin to communism, but I suppose it fits. But back to that morality for your Feyre characters, what exactly do they believe in? Towards the end of Strangeness and Charm, Blackbird informs Gregor that she does not believe in a god. She repeats that statement twice, maybe even three times. Though Niall doesn’t say it, I presumed he’s a non believer, too. So…what do they believe in? Themselves? Is it something that the Fey even consider?

Shevdon: The Feyre believe in the cycle of nature, that nothing is lost. Each will grow and live and die and then live again. It’s only when they are consumed by the void that the cycle is broken. That way there is no way back to the cycle. That’s what makes the wraithkin so scary for the Feyre. If they die that way, they don’t come back. This isn’t Niall’s belief – he’s not fully fey and has only recently come into his gifts. He’s not sure what he believes in. At the beginning of the first book he’s not even sure he even believes in himself.

APOV: Let’s get back to Greg Makepeace and Niall in The Road to Bedlam. He is one character I didn’t particularly feel any connection to. Don’t get me wrong, though I’m a heathen, I often do relate to characters and people who firmly believe in their faith. I am writing about one now, but Mr. Makepeace came across as…insipid – to me. I felt that if he really had a bit of fey in him and suspected that Niall did too (though I understand he would think of it as touched by God or something), he would have dug down and gotten some truth out of Niall about Niall’s abilities, as well as his own. But maybe I was just looking for some conflict there when there wasn’t any. When writing those scenes with Niall and Greg, did you feel any underlying conflict between their cultures and/or religion that you had to push aside for the sake of the story?

Shevdon: Your question has an underlying assumption that Greg wants to know why. Greg has been through a spiritual experience that shaped him. He gained his health and his calling, and he lost the need to question everything. You could as well ask why he does not get himself examined. Is there not a potential cure for the lame within him? Could that not be a benefit to humanity?

Greg doesn’t ask that question, and many others. He doesn’t ask the mother of the lost daughter why she’s pretending she doesn’t know where she is when he clearly knows she’s lying. Greg’s discovered faith, not only in God, but in people. He doesn’t need to ask.

We have a concept of angels. Whether you believe in them or not, you know what I mean. They’re the ones with wings who sing hosannah a lot. The word ‘angel’ comes from angelos, which is Greek for messenger – not a holy messenger, but any messenger. There is a school of thought that says that we can all be angels, we can all carry a message. We may not know the importance of that message, and we may not be aware of its purpose, but we can carry it. When we deliver it, we are fulfilling a purpose. We don’t need to know what that purpose is, we just need to have faith. Greg has faith. To Greg, Niall is an angel.

APOV: An angel? Ah, yes, I see that now. I’ll have to go re-read those conversations between Greg and Niall. I obviously discounted them without realizing what was going on.

Shevdon: It’s natural for someone with a strong faith to see things in terms of that faith. Niall doesn’t feel like an angel, but for Greg, he wouldn’t have to. Niall wouldn’t even necessarily know about it. There is that sense in Greg that we are all doing the will of God. Niall says…

“I didn’t come here looking for sympathy.”
He [Greg] stepped out into the middle of the church. “Do you believe in God, Neal?”
“I’m not sure I know what I believe in.”
“I believe in Him. You may think that’s obvious, given my profession, but you might be surprised at how many who follow this calling come to doubt the presence, if not the existence, of God.”
“I didn’t come looking for God, either.”
“Don’t have to. Rather the point, don’t you think?” He turned and faced the window. I watched him, facing the full light, outlined against the morning.

APOV: Re-reading that here, yes, I do see what you mean. Greg, or someone with faith, would simply take Niall at face value, without questioning the how or why even though he obviously had fantastical abilities. However, if I were Greg, I would have thought Niall was the devil. A lot more closer to the truth, eh? (Joke!)

Shevdon: Ah, but then would he not be left questioning the source of his own gifts?

APOV: Exactly! Which is why if I had been Greg, I would have wanted to get to the bottom of the mystery that Niall presented. But you are also right that most people of faith do not have that need to know. I guess that is the difference between skeptical atheists and folks who are attracted to a faith. Let’s move on.

The Courts of the Feyre’s story involves Niall’s family in very intimate ways. Religion, beliefs, and morality are often related to familial bonds, but these folks are just surviving at this point in the story. Where are they drawing their core beliefs from to overcome their challenges? I guess where I’m going with this is: Do you think a morality, as we define it in a religion, is necessary to live a life of love, triumph, and purpose?

Shevdon: I think that perhaps philosophy can be considered a product of civilisation. After all, we only get a chance to think “What’s it all about” when we have the luxury to pause. Whereas when we are driven to acts of desperation, we don’t tend to think about the consequences until later. Morality is different, though. Morality defines what we would and wouldn’t do in the vast majority of circumstances. It defines our limits and boundaries. There are still extremes, though, that go beyond these boundaries. If you threaten someone, you might get one response, whereas if you threaten their baby you might get another. That goes beyond morality and taps into instinct. The boundaries between instinct and morality interest me – indeed it’s often when you reach the boundaries that you reveal something about character. Pushing characters to those boundaries reveals something about them, but you can’t necessarily take that and use it to generalise about religion or familial behaviour. It’s a deliberately constructed artificial situation.

APOV: In Strangeness and Charm, Niall is tasked with hunting the people who escaped the prison at the end of The Road to Bedlam, and Garvin, his boss, pushes Niall to do what he must to get rid of them. This poses a moral dilemma for Niall. He doesn’t see the fey-mongrels as problems to get rid of, but people to help. Additionally, later on in the book, he and Blackbird have to convince the Fey Lords and Ladies that the mongrels are worthy enough to constitute a place in the courts. What parallels in our own culture and societies inspired this conflict?

Shevdon: The integration of different groups is an issue that has been with us for ever. It is the idea of belonging which spawns the idea of someone who doesn’t belong: us and them. Underpinning it is the concept of competition – we must compete with others for resources, for attention, for our place in the world. It can be played out on the personal level too, in the playground or even the workplace. It’s an idea that propagates itself through education, in testing and examination, in sports with leagues and point-scoring, in business with winning deals and ‘beating the competition’. The received wisdom is that life is a zero sum game and that success comes at the expense of someone else’s failure. We’re told that competition is ‘healthy’.

Is that true, though? Are we only better off when we’re doing better than someone else? Is comparison with failure the definition of success? These are societal values which underpin our economy, our society and our sense of identity. What do you call someone you despise – loser? We live in a world of increasingly limited resources and competition is rife. That can only lead to increased conflict and resentment from the have-nots. Perhaps it’s time to challenge the conventional wisdom and look at teaching cooperation rather than competition.

APOV: But without competition, would we be as technologically advanced as we are now? The number of inventions devised to kill or beat our fellow-man has, ultimately, lead to where we are today. Without them all, we wouldn’t have the internet. Or GPS (Global Positioning System). Or advanced prosthetics. Or might we be further along with cooperation? I’m not sure. I guess we’ll never know the answer. Is that what you see Niall doing? Trying to cooperate and not compete?

Shevdon: It’s an interesting dilemma. Certainly the peacetime applications of some of the artifacts of war have advanced our society – radar, atomic theory, the jet engine, etc. What advanced us, though, was the commitment of resources to solving a problem prompted by an extreme threat. If we’d committed those resources without that threat would we have achieved the same end? Perhaps we need that sense of desperation to push ourselves?

I’m not aware of pushing Niall towards cooperation rather than competition, and if it is happening it’s unconscious. He and Blackbird are trying to pull people together, though, which may amount to the same thing.

APOV: I feel a little uncomfortable asking, but here it goes: Do you have a message? Is there a specific ideology you want your readers to absorb from your books? (Oh, and does Niall get to kick Raffmir’s butt in the next book or what?)

Shevdon: There’s no conscious message. When authors stand on soap-boxes and preach it irritates me and I think many readers feel the same. First and foremost it’s about the story. Of course, I bring to that story my own thoughts and worries, my concerns about society and the choices that we make, which may emerge in the course of the tale, but that’s true of any writer. Hopefully the books contain more than one ideology and allow the exploration of a clash of cultures and values. I try to see things from all points of view – even Raffmir’s.

There are people who read the end of a book and then go back and find out how we got there. There are those that race to the end because they want to know what happens. There are also those that are along for the ride, for whom the journey is at least as important as the destination. I don’t do spoilers. I will say that Raffmir appears again in The Eighth Court, but to find out what happens between him and Niall you have to wait. Sorry.

APOV: I really didn’t think you’d tell me, but since The Eighth Court won’t be out until next year, I had to ask. Is there anything else you’d like to tell the readers of The Atheist’s Quill? Keep in mind, most of ‘em are heathens like me.

Shevdon: I don’t preach ideology but if the books have a message it is that the world is a mysterious and wondrous place, if only we lift our eyes from the ground in front of us and see it. We live in an age of wonders and terrors, and where we end up depends on the choices we make. Perhaps what we really need to do is to make better choices. Figuring out how we do that, and how we include others in those choices who do not share our beliefs, is the challenge before us.


Sixty-One Nails, The Road to Bedlam, and Strangeness and Charm are available from Angry Robot Publishing.

© 2012 N.E. White / Mike Shevdon

Book Review: Atheist Voices of Minnesota

Atheist Voices of Minnesota edited by Bill Lehto

(Advance review copy provided by publisher.)

This book reminded me a lot of a website I can’t find.

I know that came out bad. Let me explain.

A few years ago, I discovered blogging, and with it, the atheist community on these here intertubes. During my delightful journey across the Atheist Blogroll, I came across a website that encouraged atheists to tell their story. The site allowed folks to post their story anonymously or not. Some of the personal essays were heart-wrenching, and most seared a path directly to my soul (yes, I have one…I think).

I had wanted to write my coming-out story, but I never did. I lost track of the site and now, of course, I can’t find it.

The reason I want to find the site is to offer you the link to tell your story after reading Atheist Voices of Minnesota, An Anthology of Personal Essays. Reading this collection by atheists from or living in Minnesota will inspire you to do the same. I know it has inspired me.

So what’s with this collection? How is it different from any of the countless of other collection of personal essays out there?

I think this anthology is unique for several reasons:

  1. The authors are atheists – based in Minnesota. I’m sorry, but I truly didn’t think there were any atheists living in the heartland. I figured if one was so unfortunate to have been born in one of those mid-northern states, they would run out to the coasts at the first opportunity. I jest, of course, but it is important to note that this collection of atheist essays comes from a state that is predominately Christian. Of course, in the United States, pretty much every state is predominately Christian. But you do have to admire an organization like the Minnesota Atheists for standing proud and making their voices heard when ARIS reports only 12% of the population of Minnesotan’s affiliate with no religion. That’s fairly high when considering states like Mississippi (5%), but not the hot bed of free-thinking in Vermont (34%).
  2. This collection aims to teach understanding of the diverse, and sometimes disparate, background and philosophy of atheists to all readers – not just atheists. And at the same time, it speaks deeply to those of us who are atheists and may not be as open about it as we should be. In the introduction by Greta Christina, she writes about the importance of atheists telling their story to inspire others to do so. This well-edited collection reaches out to a wide audience. To theists, not to change their way of thinking, but to help them understand our way of thinking and to remind them that yes, we are human. And to atheists, showing us a path to openness “to throw off the shackles of religious bigotry”.
  3. I want to stress the diversity of the stories found in this anthology. The collection has stories from folk of all backgrounds: gay, formerly religious, moms, dads, transgendered, and an alcoholic. Though it would have been nice to see a few essays from people of color, I was impressed with the varied background among the authors. Coming from a religious family, I was completely blown away by the stories of atheists that were born in an atheist household. The concept startled me. It allowed me a glimpse into a future when atheism might be on par with all the major religions of the world. Where one day, we might be considered normal.

Highly recommended.

Available now for pre-order from Amazon.com.

Book Review: Strangeness and Charm

Strangeness and Charm by Mike Shevdon is the third book in the Courts of the Feyre series. The events of this story take off soon after the events of the last, The Road to Bedlam. After Niall Petersen, our hero, managed to save his daughter, Alex, from human experimenters, he finds himself and his family tearing at each other throats. There are also all the other inmates of the special hospital that held the half-fey mongrels set loose on the world and Garvin, the head of the Court’s Warders, has given Niall the responsibility of bringing them all in before they upset the Human-Feyre treaty. If Niall doesn’t or can’t do it, Garvin will send the other Warders and they won’t be as nice. As a matter of fact, they’ll probably kill the mongrels rather than deal with bringing them in. But all Niall wants to do is help them.

As if that wasn’t enough, after Niall makes a belated attempt to inform Alex’s mother, his ex-wife Katherine, that her daughter is still alive, Alex runs away. Niall’s situation worsens as he seems to make more relational blunders by ignoring the mother of his newborn son, Blackbird, earning the ire of his new wife. The poor guy is just not catching any breaks.

Meanwhile, Garvin is increasing the pressure for him to do something about all the dangerous mongrels. While attempting to do so, Niall also trys to find his daughter, but his efforts only drive her farther away and into the clutches of one scary, young half-fey – Eve.

Eve is determined to end the world. But she needs four people to do it, one each of the elements: earth, air, fire, and water. She has three of them down, but needs the last. It just so happens that Alex blunders into their lair when Eve needs someone with her sympathy – water. Unaware of Eve’s ultimate goal to end the universe, Alex helps her steal ancient artifacts and further drives a wedge between her and the Courts of the Feyre.

Will Niall manage to convince the skittish mongrels to come in peaceably before Garvin loses his patience and declares war on them? Will he and Blackbird find Alex in time, before Eve is able to make good on her crazy ambitions? And what about Niall’s prophecy that keeps cropping up to muddy the waters: “The son shall rise and they will fall.” Is that son or sun? Who will fall? And what, will become of the mongrels, half-human and half-fey? No one seems to want them – except dead.
Well, I could tell you, but that wouldn’t be nice.

This installment of the Courts of the Feyre series is a fine continuation of Niall Petersen’s story. Again, not as fast paced as the first in the series, and not as spectacular as the second (in my opinion), but I very much enjoyed Strangeness and Charm. Mr. Shevdon continues to show his readers fresh insights about his characters and his wonderful imagination manifests in the fey magic mixes with human blood to create interesting fey-mongrels.

I was disappointed that some of the wonderful waithkin monsters, those sympathetic to the void, the spaces between, were not present in Strangeness and Charm. This book definitely focuses more on Alex, Niall’s daughter, and her struggle to control her ability and freedom. She is scarred and traumatized from her incarceration and makes some serious mistakes, as any teenager might do. However, I just couldn’t get into her story. She was too self-centered for my tastes. I found myself wishing someone would take her aside and slap some sense into her. I suppose, if Mr. Shevdon was trying to accurately portray an annoying and rebellious teenager, he succeeded. I couldn’t stand her.

I did enjoy the return of Blackbird to the story. As hard it would be for a mother with a newborn to leave her child, she manages to get back into the chase. As she helps Niall find Alex, and consequently Eve and her posse, I was reminded of her quick wit and the reason why I fell in love with Mr. Shevdon’s world. The pace of the book soared for me when Blackbird alighted on the page. Next to Niall, she’s my favorite character in this series, making her ascension to the throne of the Eighth Court all that more satisfying.

Check back soon for my interview with Mike Shevdon. We’ll explore the spaces in our history where myth and religion collided and how those collisions shaped the way we think today.

Strangeness and Charm will be published by Angry Robot June, 2012. If you have read the first two in this series, you won’t want to miss the third. Recommended! A fourth book, The 8th Court, is eagerly anticipated early in 2013.

Book Review: Thomas Redpool Goes to Hell

Thomas Redpool Goes to Hell by Todd Newton

This self-published book will have you howling to get in to Hell.

Thomas Redpool Goes to Hell is an irreverent, religious satire that will keep you turning the pages just to find out what Thomas Redpool will discover in Mr. Newton’s outrageous version of Hell. The book is about Thomas Redpool who deservedly goes to Hell and decides to take over only to thwart Armageddon and fall in lust with his secretary.

His tale starts with his descension into Hell along with a few other sorry souls. Via an elevator, of course. Once there, he immediately goes against the rules and creates his own brand of havoc, earning him a job with a District Lord. Once enthralled with the demon Cabal, Lord of Armageddon, Thomas soon realizes he could run the place and dispatches Cabal. Thomas Redpool is named Lord of Armageddon and he gets busy learning the ropes of his new office. But, not before the forces that put him in his place start to move against him, sending an angel from Heaven to distract him from the more important things in the after-life, like freezing Hell over and getting Satan back in the game.

Told in a first-person narrative, Mr. Newton writes Thomas Redpool Goes to Hell with his tongue firmly in his cheek. He describes the usual suspects we might expect to meet, like Cerberus; hellish, flying imps; and assorted demons and constructs. But there’s also human souls. Hell is, of course, filled with lost souls that make Hell, well, interesting. Thomas Redpool encounters men and woman who have failed in life and are making the best (or worst) of their situation in Hell. They provide the backdrop to the main plot which involves other District Lords moving to hasten Armageddon while Thomas Redpool is just trying to understand it all before he becomes a casualty of their ambitions.

Along Thomas Redpool’s journey to stop Armageddon, we learn that he’s a Hell-deserving bastard, but that he once was human. A human with inexcusable foibles that when looked at in just the right, heat-drenched light will make you laugh. Mr. Newton sprinkles his tale with religious commentary that given the nature of the book, bring things into startling clarity. Take this exchange between Thomas Redpool and Satan:

“Thomas! Feelings know nothing of time. If you hurt for a moment, you hurt for eternity. That is what Hell is all about! No one has ever stopped to think about it, though.”

I cocked my head. “Think about what?”

Satan’s eyes closed as he whispered, “Hell is Hell for me, too.”

Poor Satan.

A reader can’t help but laugh at the exchange, but then pause to think, Oh yeah, Satan’s a fallen angel. Poor thing…I think…

Thomas Redpool also manages to end Cain’s, of Cain and Able fame, eternity of penance. Of course, only so that Cain could save his ass, but still, he managed to help someone – even in Hell. Makes you wonder about the persistence of the human spirit and whether they’ll be a follow-up tale to this book.

A fun read for the non-squeamish and for those who like to poke fun at the Heaven/Hell/God/Devil debacle that some call life. A recommended read.

Book Review: Selene of Alexandria

Last fall, my husband and I made the trek down to San Francisco’s Atheist Film Festival. We didn’t set aside much time to watch the films, but I knew I wanted to see one: Agora, directed by Alejandro Amenábar and starring Rachel WeiszMax Minghella and Oscar Isaac. I wrote about my reaction to the film here. The story is inspired by historical events surrounding the death of Hypatia, a 4th century AD scholar. I very much recommend you watch the film. Though it is not historically accurate, it is an incredibly well done movie that will have you in tears.

After posting my review of the movie, a very nice lady, and a great historian and writer, stopped by my blog. Her name is Faith L. Justice. In her own words, she is “a history junkie and science geek who writes historical novels and SF/F short stories.” How delightful! And she happened to have recently wrote about a young woman in Hypatia’s world. It took me awhile to get to it, but I just finished Selene of Alexandria, Ms. Justice’s debut novel.

First, let me recap the story. Selene of Alexandria is about a fictional character named Selene, a young well-to-do lady living in tumultuous Alexandria in 400 AD. She is on the cusp of womanhood, debating whether marriage will be thrust upon her or if she will follow her heart’s dream of becoming a physician. Through her story to reach that goal, Selene, as well as the reader, are buffeted against the large changes occurring in the city and throughout the region. The author weaves real, historical events into Selene’s fictional life, showing us just how people were affected by power and ambition, and the fight for religious souls.

I’m not a detailed sort of reviewer, so if you want to know more about the story specifics – read the book! It’s a great read.

So, what did I think of Ms. Justice’s book? As I said before, Selene of Alexandria is a great read. The author immerses the reader in the details of Alexandria at a very specific time and place. I felt like I was walking along the broad avenues, sampling the wares at the street markets, and running with Selene in the dangerous, narrow alleys. I found the historic detail well integrated into the story and the complexity of the city politics was never confusing. I had a clear grasp of the problems Orestes, the Roman Prefect in charge of the peace in the city, faced; the way a beloved scholar might be blind to the tides of change; and how religious zealots like Cyril, Hierex, and Ammonius could so easily do evil in the name of God and country. The author did an excellent job of bringing all these people and issues to life in a compelling story about a young woman who just wants to be herself.

As this is an Atheist’s Quill review, I can’t end this review without talking about religion. The backdrop of Selene of Alexandria is religion, in all the forms it might have occurred in Alexandria in 400 AD and then some. Selene’s family were former pagan’s, who had worshiped a mix of Greek, Roman, and Egyptian gods; most of the populace were Christians, or said they were Christians, as that was the official Roman Empire religion at the time; moderately sized Jewish enclaves were present in the city; and so were a number of other religions like Mithras. The author took pains to show the reader that just about every religion was represented in Alexandria – which is something that is true of all great, port cities in the past or today. It is hard to be at a crossroads, and not have every religion traipse by. And so it was in Alexandria.

The main character, Selene, is also at a crossroads. She is at an age (late teens) where her life will change one way or another. Her father is aging, but is also going through financial difficulty. She can either be married, but will little of a dowry to attract a good suitor, or follow her dream to be a doctor. But societal norms and religions notions frown upon a woman of status learning and participating in a profession. Throughout the novel as Selene attempts to pursue her dreams of being a doctor, men and women challenge, not only her moral beliefs, but her religious ones as well. One thing I definitely felt the author drove home well was how pervasive religion was (or is?) in the very minutiae of life. It seemed every aspect of Selene’s thoughts were governed by some religious or superstitious belief, as it must have been for every person of that time. For the people of Alexandria, religion defined who you were and what you did.

Reading Selene of Alexandria made me realize two things:

  1. I’m glad to be have been born in a relatively tolerate time where one can freely believe in no god, and
  2. Hypatia was no different from the rest of those religious zealots.

To be fair, Hypatia’s philosophy probably best matches my own personal philosophy better than any other religious person I know, alive or dead. However, as the author portrayed her in this book, Hypatia’s search for knowledge and understanding did not necessarily include the option of a world with no god. In this regard, I think the great scholar did herself an injustice.

Of course, that wouldn’t have saved her either. In the end, regardless of what Hypatia believed, it was not as those in power wanted her to believe and so she was used as a scapegoat in a move to consolidate people and power. What is the lesson for us non-believers, here and now?

We can’t control the zealots out there bent on spreading ignorance and religion, rather the best we can do is defend science and pursue a life dedicated to reason, charity, and tolerance.

To that end, I highly recommend reading Selene of Alexandria by Faith L. Justice. You won’t be disappointed.

Book Review: Free Will

Free Will by Sam Harris

If you ever want to feel irrelevant, read Free Will by Sam Harris.

Divided into eight short sections, including his conclusions, Mr. Harris explores the nature of free will and why it is wrong. Mr. Harris postulates that, indeed, free will is an illusion. That “I”, the conscious-I that we all think controls our bodies and decisions, has just as much input in what I will write in this review as, say, “you”, the conscious part of you.

Did that make sense?

Let’s use Mr. Harris’ language as he says it far more clearly than I ever could:

It is important to recognize that the case I am building against free will does not depend upon philosophical materialism (the assumption that reality is, at bottom, purely physical). There is no question that (most, if not all) mental events are the product of physical events. The brain is a physical system, entirely beholden to the laws of nature – and there is every reason to believe that changes in its functional state and material structure entirely dictate our thoughts and actions. But even if the human mind were made of soul-stuff, nothing about my argument would change. The unconscious operations of a soul would grant you no more freedom than the unconscious physiology of your brain does.

If you don’t know what your soul is going to do next, you are not in control. This is obviously true in all cases where a person wishes he could feel or behave differently than he does:  Think of the millions of committed Christians whose souls happen to be gay, prone to obesity, or bored by prayer. However, free will is no more evident when a person does exactly what, in retrospect, he wishes he had done. The soul that allows you to stay on your diet is just as mysterious as the one that tempts you to eat cherry pie for breakfast.

Hhhmmmm, yeah cherry pie does sound good…

I am not a philosopher. And I can’t claim to know anything about neuroscience. Nor can I say with infinite clarity why I decide to do one thing and not another. But I like to think I’m in control. And despite what Mr. Harris may prove, I am.

Here’s my reasoning. Call it the layman-atheist’s principles, if you will (well, you can’t, remember you have no free will – you simply will or won’t).

  • If my next decision to type a bullet point arises from my murky subconscious electrical synapses built and governed by my hereditary genes and past experiences, then regardless of whether the conscious-I thinks I made that decision or not, I have.
  • If no outside force (that includes a god) is physically forcing me to type this next bullet point, then I take complete responsibility for making that decision – even if the conscious me did not make it.
  • Whether my actions are a product of a combination of my genes, past experiences that may or may not include some sort of abuse, my current blood sugar levels, or the random pressure of a growing tumor in my brain OR my consciousness (who I think is writing this), the moral responsibility of said actions should be assigned to the body/brain/soul combo regardless of how those actions arose.

Though I admire all of Mr. Harris’ work, I do have to say I was disappointed in this essay. Why? Because in my heart (dare I say it?) and soul, I disagree with his final conclusion, but when I read it aloud, it sounds so right:

The illusion of free will is itself an illusion.

Argh! Okay, I’m done. I have a headache.

Recommended? I will allow you to make that decision. ;)

Book Review: Shadow’s Lure

Shadow’s Lure by Jon Sprunk

The second book in Mr. Sprunk’s Shadow Saga, Shadow’s Lure delivers the same action-packed story as did the first in this series: Shadow’s Son (my review here).

After opening with the massacre of the Northmen clan leaders (body count is high in this book), the story pretty much picks up right after the events in the first book. Josey is Queen, reigning from the palace in Othir, struggling to ward off an unearthly assassin, the church of the True Faith, and keep her realm from falling apart with civil and foreign wars. And Caim and Kit (his fey side-kick) are moving north in search of his past. On his way, he gets embroiled with an evil sorceress and a new revolutionary uprising.

With all that they got going on, Mr. Sprunk manages to put Caim in at least a dozen fights per chapter (a bit of an exaggeration here, but not much!), and each one is deliciously as wicked and heart-pounding as the next. We get to meet a few new characters up north, as well as a new mage down south. And one of my favorite characters from the first book manages to win my heart again: Hubert stands by Josey’s side to ensure she doesn’t get herself killed while trying to turn around an entire country.

In this installment of Caim’s story, we are also given a few more clues about his past. Just who was his mother and why is she imprisoned in the Shadowlands? Will avenging his father’s death bring him peace? Who is the witch that has enthralled the north and what exactly is her son, the creature they call, The Beast?

Caim reluctantly becomes involved in a resurrection that will impact him and the Southlands more than he can predict, and he comes face to face with the sorceress who killed his father. The further he travels north, he increasingly fights the lure of the shadows. The more he uses his power, the more he is able to fight off these new Shadowland invaders, but the less human he becomes, and the more the bloodlust calls him to sate that bloody, sensual (almost sexual) thirst.

If you are squeamish about blood, torture, cannibalism, hedonism, or blades ripping through flesh and piercing lungs, kidneys and hearts, then don’t read this book. Shadow’s Lure has a lot of that sort of stuff in it. But it also has a great story about a man trying to do what is right in the face of increasing odds and a woman trying to wrest a realm from the control of religious zealots with inexperience and determination. Both will have you rooting for them.

Mr. Sprunk also throws in a lot of mystery into the relationship between Caim, Kit and Josey. Which of these two women will win his heart? And just where does Caim’s loyalty stand? Is he a true son of the Shadow or will he ultimately fight for the south? I’m sure all will be answered in the next book: Shadow’s Master.

If some of you have read my review of Mr. Sprunk’s first book, Shadow’s Son, you will note that I wasn’t too much of a fan of the writing. I found some bits boring and in other spots the action was so obscure I was confused. Who stabbed whom? Is he dead or not? And let’s not talk about the really bad rape scene…

Did the writing improve in the second book? Yes, indeed, it did. However, the amount of bloodshed involved in this installment did have me reeling. It was a bit much. Maybe the author spent a little too much time describing how well someone enjoyed hurting someone else. Of course, this is all personal taste. What I might find offense or squirmy, you might take with aplomb. Just be aware this is not for the faint of heart.

Before I leave you with my recommendation, I’d like to discuss the subject of religion and faith in this series. Caim doesn’t seem to have any faith. He relies on his wits and own sense of right and wrong. That might not jive with what you think is right and wrong, but even though he says he’s only out for himself, he continually helps those that need him.

There are several religious factions at war in the book. Each vying for control of the realm as well as people’s hearts. We have the True Faith in the south, whose main goal seems to be to keep control of Othir as well as spread their fingers into surrounding realms. This religion resembles the Roman Catholic church in everything but name. The northern folk seems to have their own multi-deity system that is akin to any number of real-life scenarios. And then we have another world inhabited by Shawdows, sorceresses and sorcerers who seem to be governed by fear of their lord and their carnal pleasures.

Within the two first books of this series, religion provides the backdrop for Caim’s story. It plays the role of shifting the world around him to make life difficult. How faith, or his lack of faith, ends up playing out for Caim, I can not hazard a prediction. I’ll just have to read the last book to find out.

A recommended read if you like bloody sword play and wicked sorcery.

 

Book Review: The Road to Bedlam

The Road to Bedlam by Mike Shevdon

The Road to Bedlam by Mike Shevdon is the second book in the Courts of the Feyre series.

And I can’t wait for more. Mr. Shevdon has created a world I want to spend a long time in and with Niall Peterson, our hero of these stories, I know I’ll be in good hands.

The story in The Road to Bedlam begins nine months after the concluding events in Sixty-One Nails. Niall is training hard to be a Warder of the courts and Blackbird is well on her way to being a mom for the first time in her 800 year existence (give or take a few years, don’t quote me on her age). But not all is well in Feyre land for these two because after the devastating loss of his daughter, Alex, the Untainted have come for a visit. And despite what they may say and no matter how charming Raffmir may seem, nothing good can come of that. Niall is again pitted against both himself and the will of the courts in his quest to save his daughter and, unknowingly, the rest of the mongrels; half-Fey, half-human, the Tainted or Gifted.

After the mysterious death of his daughter, Niall and Blackbird are trying to recover from the grief of such a devastating loss but have no time to do it because the Untainted have come for a visit. Niall is whisked away to a seaside town to handle a minor, possibly Fey, mystery while the rest of the Warders protect the Court from whatever negotiations the Lord of the Seventh Court wishes to hold. Because Niall is new and because Blackbird is pregnant and because the Untainted’s one and only goal is to kill the mongrels, especially waithkin mongrels like Niall, he’s got to go. Gavin, the head of the Court’s Warders sends him to find out why girls have gone missing in a small seaside town.

During his investigation that has Niall consulting with a priest and Raffmir, his Untainted cousin, Niall is torn between protecting Blackbird who has run from the safety of the court and finding out what happened to Alex because she’s not dead. A government agency has her. Using his Fey magic and a dream creature, Niall is manipulated into doing exactly what the Untainted want: destroy the facilities that hold Alex and obtain something that would change the balance the Seven Courts have maintained for centuries.

Though not has fast paced as the first in this series, Mr. Shevdon does not disappoint. There fight scenes are real and gritty, and the characters develop depth and nuances that will keep you guessing about their motives. The use of magic is described in vivid shades of black, gray and violet, evoking some really cool imagery. I’m definitely hooked on the series, and I think you will be, too. Give ‘em a try.

Highly recommended.

Book Review: Sixty-One Nails

Sixty-One Nails by Mike Shevdon

Sixty-One Nails is Mike Shevdon’s first book. But it doesn’t feel like it. The characters are well-defined, the plot engaging, and the story arc brings a satisfactory conclusion to the first book in a series that I predict will become one of my favorites.

The setting is modern-day London. But in this world, magic boils beneath the streets. The Feyre, magical creatures from ancient times, walk among the underground trains and rivers hoping to survive among humanity. One group of the Feyre, the Untainted, have long-awaited their return to dominance and if somebody doesn’t stop them, all hell could break loose.

Our hero, Niall Petersen, is an everyday bloke who happens to have a bit of Feyre in him. Niall discovers his life will never be the same after he meets Blackbird, his mentor and guide into the secret life of Feyre that pulses around us. He also finds out that the power he can wield isn’t what any other nice Feyre can accept. In order to survive, Niall must not only get himself under control and elude the Untainted Feyres who do want him dead, but save the world – all before Monday.

The book starts with Niall’s death. While rushing to work, Niall suffers a heart attack in the underground rail system near London, as rush hour pedestrians stream around him. But, miraculously, Niall is saved by an older woman who claims she is a doctor. She is anything but a doctor, as Niall soon realizes. Her name is Blackbird and as she reluctantly helps him navigate his new-found life, he finds himself drawn to her by more than just the need for information. For it seems that Niall’s touch with death has awoken something inside of him. Something dark and dangerous. Without Blackbird’s help, Niall learns he would soon end up dead. Blackbird leads him around London to meet an ancient Feyre that can offer him some clue about what he might be able to do save his life. He learns far more than that and thus begins his quest to save the world.

This is a fast paced book that, if it grabs you, will leave you sleepless till you finish. It is hard to put the book down when so much is happening to the character. Because Niall is being chased for pretty much the entire book, the reader is imbued with that same sense and is impelled to finish the story. Another aspect of the book I enjoyed was the descriptions of the use of magic and the magical beings. Though these creatures are familiar to many who know English folk-lore, i.e. wraiths, fairies, leprechauns, etc, they are painted in darker hues and given a history and problems just as real as our own. This made their story just as interesting to read about as the main character’s. I was also impressed with the descriptions of Niall’s power over the ‘void’, the spaces between things, and how, when the character draws upon that power, it changes his physical appearance. Don’t ask me why, but I was reminded of Dr. Manhattan from the Watchmen.

Mr. Shevdon did an excellent job of merging the magical world with our own. He gave this reader enough explanation as to how a secret alliance between humans and beings who can control elements (earth, wind, fire, water, and the void) could co-exist. Though they have power any one of us might envy, they also have genetic problems, bad habits, and family disputes that pale our own. The author’s vivid imagination comes through in all aspects of the novel, and his world-building is solid.

If you like fairies, goblins, and other dark creatures mixed with a modern flavor, check out Sixty-One Nails. I enjoyed the book and look forward to continuing the Courts of the Feyres series. Highly recommended.