Archive for June, 2012

Review: Crewel by Gennifer Albin


2012
06.30

Book Blurb or

What the flap says this book is about:

Incapable. Awkward. Artless.

That’s what the other girls whisper behind her back. But sixteen year-old Adelice Lewys has a secret: she wants to fail.

Gifted with the ability to weave time with matter, she’s exactly what the Guild is looking for, and in the world ofArras, being chosen as a Spinster is everything a girl could want. It means privilege, eternal beauty, and being something other than a secretary. It also means the power to embroider the very fabric of life. But if controlling what people eat, where they live and how many children they have is the price of having it all, Adelice isn’t interested.

Not that her feelings matter, because she slipped and wove a moment at testing, and they’re coming for her—tonight.

Now she has one hour to eat her mom’s overcooked pot roast. One hour to listen to her sister’s academy gossip and laugh at her Dad’s stupid jokes. One hour to pretend everything’s okay. And one hour to escape.

Because once you become a Spinster, there’s no turning back.

My Cover Blurb or

What I would say if asked:

Weaving complex themes of gender roles, agency and moral relativism into a tapestry of pounding hearts and impossible choices, Gennifer Albin has created a world where the dreams and desires ofone sixteen year old warp the very fabric of reality. – Eddie Louise

10 Words Review:

 

Story:

Galvanizing

Main Character:

Contentious

Supporting Characters:

Meretricious

Plot:

Polemic

Setting:

Palpable

Voice:

Conflict: Confidant

Mastery

Resolution:

Escalated

Theme:

Causation

Variations:

Feminism

 

I received an ARC of Crewel from the publisher. Crewel will be published in the USA 10/16/12.

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http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4906436.Gennifer_Albin

Review: Stormdancer by Jay Kristoff


2012
06.28

Book Blurb or

What the flap says this book is about:

A DYING LAND
The Shima Imperium verges on the brink of environmental collapse; an island nation once rich in tradition and myth, now decimated by clockwork industrialization and the machine-worshipers of the Lotus Guild. The skies are red as blood, the land is choked with toxic pollution, and the great spirit animals that once roamed its wilds have departed forever.

AN IMPOSSIBLE QUEST
The hunters of Shima’s imperial court are charged by their Shōgun to capture a thunder tiger – a legendary creature, half-eagle, half-tiger. But any fool knows the beasts have been extinct for more than a century, and the price of failing the Shōgun is death.

A HIDDEN GIFT
Yukiko is a child of the Fox clan, possessed of a talent that if discovered, would see her executed by the Lotus Guild. Accompanying her father on the Shōgun’s hunt, she finds herself stranded: a young woman alone in Shima’s last wilderness, with only a furious, crippled thunder tiger for company. Even though she can hear his thoughts, even though she saved his life, all she knows for certain is he’d rather see her dead than help her.

But together, the pair will form an indomitable friendship, and rise to challenge the might of an empire.

My Cover Blurb or

What I would say if asked:

Delicate as a wisteria blossom, hard as iron and as unforgettable as a kanji poem inked on your very soul. – Eddie Louise, author The Arc Riders

10 Words Review:

 

Story:

Engrossing!

Main Character:

Beloved!

Supporting Characters:

Exasperating!

Plot:

Intense!

Setting:

Vivid!

Voice:

Unflinching.

Conflict:

Overwhelming.

Theme:

Blindness.

Variations:

Trust.

 Resolution:

Satisfying!

 

I received an ARC of Stormdancer from the publisher. Stormdancer will be published in the USA September 2012

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http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4735144.Jay_Kristoff

 

 

Can you Defend Rape?


2012
06.13

The interwebz blew up this afternoon with reaction to this article: In Defense of Rape. The author make some reasonable points and says a few spurious things as well.

To paraphrase where he was reasonable: Rape, like other forms of violence and physical dominance can be an inciting element for character and plot development. I have no beef with this; it is true inciting elements do help us further our stories.

Where the argument is spurious:

He sexualizes rape: 1) The author starts off the post with a picture that shows a naked woman, head thrown back in ecstasy, legs voluntarily lifted, hands reaching to embrace her attacker (the God Zeus in swan form). This is a masculine idealization of rape as deliverance of a gift. It has been discredited by many writers far more astute than I. 2) He asks “…can we use it {rape} as a springboard to examine the sexual culture in the story?” 3)  He writes… somewhere between 30 and 50 percent of women have rape fantasies. Hello Grimachu, but until you are clear on the power dynamics at play in rape, until you can tell the difference between sex and violence, and until you understand that rape fantasies have no bearing on ‘real’ rape because a fantasy is voluntary and can be stopped at any point, I do not find you qualified to write on the topic of rape as a plot device.

He equates the discussion of Rape Culture with Censorship: For this I will need the whole quote:

The ‘sexism/misogny/rape culture/all men are bastards’ argument has been raging in ever increasing intensity over most of the things that I enjoy and like. Cinema, comics, fantasy art, role-playing games and computer games. I’m pretty much done taking the abuse and the offensive presumptions that go into these arguments without arguing back at this point, because I don’t want the argument to be entirely in the hands of censorious bullies.

So – basically – if you see a rape culture, or if you disagree with the author you are censorious bullies.

As I told Grimchu on twitter – you have failed to uphold your argument sir, and the good things you have to say are overbalanced by the lack of understanding you demonstrate both towards the subject and towards the readers it touches. There is an identifiable rape culture, in literature, in music, in film, and certainly in games. The extent of that culture is up for an argument, but the use of the aforementioned picture by this author proves that point. Still doubting rape culture? Search Google images for rape and see how many of the top responses use rape as a joke, a put-down or an incitement to sexual acts. Pointing this fact out does not make one a bully any more than writing an article in defense of rape makes one a rapist.

As far as using rape in fiction? Of course it can be used. It is a part of life, a part of history and a valid topic for exploration. SHOULD you use it? I think you need to ask yourself the following questions:

  • Can the power dynamics at play in my plot be served by any other means?
  • Would I play this scene differently if my character were bigger/stronger/differently gendered
  • Am I using the rape as sexual titillation in a non-sexual fantasy scenario?
  • Are the visuals correctly describing rape as about power and control, not sex?
  • Am I dealing with the aftermath of rape for the victim where appropriate?

Another article with a rebuttal can be found here.

What do you think? Can the use of rape be defended?

 

Filling the Waiting Hours:


2012
06.08

Committing Story Adultery

The Arc Riders is currently in the hands of a remarkable agent, and she is prepping revision notes for me before we place it on submission. This means that I need to down tools on the Are Riders (including Book 2) until I get those notes. Making changes to the universe now would just confound my brain when it comes to the revisions I have discussed with the agent. I need to see her notes before deciding on the next steps. The problem: a member of her family recently died, and another elderly member is suffering some severe health setbacks. She asked for a couple of weeks time to deal with family issues before getting back to work. I said YES, what else could I have said? Unfortunately, this means more waiting on my part. I’m not good at waiting. I fuss, I stress, I drive my friends and lover’s batty. I need to be distracted.

To keep my mind off of the wait I entered into a CampNaNoWriMo challenge with three members of my writing group. We are each taking the same simple plot spark and main character and writing a story based on it. It is an exercise in possibilities. How will each of us view and expand upon the idea? How will we develop the character? What conflicts and problems will we manifest? All in all, I think it is a good way to keep my writing chops in shape, and distract me from the waiting.

 

Here is the shared Plot Spark:

The rules are simple: 

1. The story must be completed in exactly 50,000 words.

2. Attempt to keep to the plot.

 Genre: Steampunk

 Plot: Quest to retrieve the Tesla Diamond, a jewel used by the inventor in one of his experiments to bring free and endless electricity to the world – the experiment failed, but the jewel is reputed to have taken on magical properties. It has been lost, but the captain of the intrepid ship Pegagus’ Child, Jordie Aeron, has a lead on finding it. All that stands in the way is the Royal British Aire Force, the Bermuda Straights and the captain’s conscious.

Main Character: Jordie Aeron is a ginger, and a known scoundrel. Risk taker, hothead and wanted criminal. May be male or female.

Main Villain: Unique to each story.

So I am writing this and having a blast! The only problem is I have this nagging feeling of unfaithfulness. Like I am cheating on the Arc Riders, the story that has consumed my imagination for a couple of years now. How about you? Do any of you have a little piece on the side? Do you feel guilt over it?

We Talk and Talk and Rarely Communicate


2012
06.03

Life long marriages bear more than a passing resemblance to politics. Two entrenched camps. Conflicting priorities. Need pitted against want. And a great deal of bureaucratic compromise and industry needed to keep the ship of state sailing. When the major players in the drama of life are both creatives with narcissistic tendencies and highly evolved hierarchy’s of self you have a recipe for some very uncomfortable arguments.

The Argument

My beloved and I have never been subtle in our conflict. Not for us the quiet snarking and endless bickering. No, we gird our loins for full fledged battle: head down, shoulders squared, jaw set with belligerence. Over the years, the occasions of battle have grown infrequent, and although I sometimes miss the passionate aftermath of a fight, the tears, the lovemaking, the caressing and reassuring, mostly I am glad to have matured beyond the need to grab a weapon at every perceived challenge.

We had a bit of an argument this last week, but the goads that would have propelled us to red-faced shouting decades ago were quickly cleared away and understanding was reached. No tears. No shaking hands. No sick feeling in the pit of the stomach. In fact, the ‘I’m Sorry’ came almost immediately, and was followed by clarity and a feeling I can only describe as befuddled gratitude.

Is this what growing up feels like?