This review from my little George book club may contain a minor spoiler, so read at your own risk
There is something sadly uproarious about the fact thThis review from my little George book club may contain a minor spoiler, so read at your own risk
There is something sadly uproarious about the fact that, among all of the George shorts I have read, this may just have the happiest ending of them all.
Oh George.
Kind of glum. Definitely strange and troubling. Fits most solidly in the horror genre, straddling 'wish fulfillment' (of the monkey paw sort) and 'body horror'. An entertaining but, “happy� ending aside, not outstanding offering from the Martin catalogue....more
“Soraya lived in the shadows of Golvahar so that her family would not live in hers.�
While I do have positive things to say about this 'girl in the t “Soraya lived in the shadows of Golvahar so that her family would not live in hers.�
While I do have positive things to say about this 'girl in the tower' fairy-tale remix, my own experience with Girl, Serpent, Thorn wasn't favourable.
There is a neat fusion of folklore influence in the story, and I particularly loved the Persian atmosphere and Iranian culture that contributed. I found myself wishing that we could spend more time with the setting and less time with the characters.
I myself couldn't really get behind everything required to set up Soraya's situation. She's been cursed from babyhood to be poisonous to the touch. And man, that sure sucks. Absolutely...but, she is also kept a secret and locked away for reasons which � the lovely melancholy of my featured quote up top aside � I could easily pick apart. At about the halfway point of the story we learn a truth that ultimately becomes Soraya's base of emotional crisis and conflict, and it felt so contrived that it actually made me angry. Unfortunately, this cast a shadow over everything else in the book for me.
I did like that the story tried to confound expectation. The foreshadowing and tension was pretty solid, so I could always tell when something was setting up to happen. I could even tell that it was going to twist away from easy predictions, but I was almost always surprised by how it did so. That's appreciable.
I guess overall there was just too much angst for reasons I couldn't buy into, so this wasn't awesome for me. My notes say that the rest of my book club liked it better than I did, so take my opinion with a grain of salt....more
While technically flowing and competent, there's little that is remarkable about this highway ghost story. In fact, I would go as far to say that thisWhile technically flowing and competent, there's little that is remarkable about this highway ghost story. In fact, I would go as far to say that this feels like it could have been written by nearly any aspiring author turning in an exercise on atmosphere in their 'Intro to Creative Writing' class. It is the least 'George' of all the George shorts I've read so far.
It isn't bad. It's just bland. The second half of this ghostly sci-fi takes the unfortunate step of over-explaining the 'mystery' of the strangely immaculate highway and its special passengers.
I don't think this one will stick with me much at all. This ranks low on the George scale, and is just passable on the regular one. ...more
It is likely the result of my own state of mind when I read this, but The Glass Hotel just wasn't what I was looking for. That happened a lot in 2021.It is likely the result of my own state of mind when I read this, but The Glass Hotel just wasn't what I was looking for. That happened a lot in 2021.
There's a neat feel to the writing, and some interesting weaving of snap-shot storylines. I was intensely curious at the start.
I couldn't maintain my investment, though. I didn't get caught up in the bits, so I couldn't give the book the type of energy it needed from me. It veered focus away from the hotel and went into areas and ideas that I honestly just wasn't in the mood for. Ultimately this made the (kind of, sort of) payoff feel disappointing.
I certainly wouldn't try to dissuade anyone from reading it. The structure is interesting and the composition feels really accomplished. Genuinely this was probably a case of 'good book at the wrong time,' and I'd likely have a different reaction to it if I tried again in a different head space. Unfortunately, I was underwhelmed enough that I know I'm not likely to circle back to it, but maybe!...more
probably spoilers throughout, and also this turned out really long. Sorry
I appreciated a lot of the ideas at the core of this book, but I just di probably spoilers throughout, and also this turned out really long. Sorry
I appreciated a lot of the ideas at the core of this book, but I just didn't buy any of it in the execution.
TBC is a revenge tale, ultimately. A brilliant young girl witnesses the colonization and culturally destructive assimilation of her little island nation and vows for a life-long dismantling of the conquering empire via government infiltration. Cool. This sounds neat, yeah?
But, look...Baru is a cold cold fish. After a promising chapter or two of childhood we are distanced from her as a character almost entirely. What we do get is mostly by assurance of telling without much demonstration, so by the time we get to the actually-emotionally-engaging end crisis, it's just hard (for me) to buy into any of what she's been doing, or that it was such a devastating struggle for her.
I understand the theory behind the remove � because Baru is, like, sooooo smart. So so smart, guys. She's really intelligent. Everybody says so. Some people even call her Savant. They call her Savant a lot, in fact. They call her Savant even more than they catch scurvy, which is...crazy. So anyway, Baru is going to topple the regime with mind bullets while making them think she is their most devoted servant, which means that she has to plan and scheme and pretend, which is why, I presume, we are given a more clinical feel of the choices she makes and the reactions she has. This makes sense, both from a character point of view � because she has to be cold and unattached to do horrible things to achieve her goal � and also narratively. Writing from this remove allows Dickinson to stay mysterious about her actual strategies, which makes the shock-punch of the ending much more effective.
Buuuuutt...
Every domino fall of events we see is a result of one of Baru's brilliant choices going wrong. And yes, that makes sense for her long game, and this could have felt masterfully strategic. Except that, emotional remove or not, we are in her head! If we were hearing her sweepingly confident and overly simplifying “it's the only way,� or “trust me. I know. I created that policy,� statements from a different POV, then she might actually seem smart? But we hear her mentally assuring herself that she is right. This undermines her apparent intelligence and the plotting of her long game. I just couldn't buy into it.
I'm rambling, so I'll try breaking the rest into point form:
-I could buy Baru as instigator for the revolution. Maybe even as a symbol, to the people who don't know her. But not as a leader.
-The whole scenario felt purposefully dumbed down to cater to the 'warfare by accountancy' schtick. Systems are complicated.
-The environmental worldbuilding and descriptions are lacking. I couldn't buy into a sense of place with any investment.
-I couldn't care about any of the characters. They all had great outlines but no actual tone or heat to them. With such a big cast they all blended together.
-Also, they were all definitely dumb. Not Savants. I couldn't get behind how easily they were all led.
-The passage of time was jarring.
-Even considering all her Savantry, things fell into place too conveniently for her end goal.
-In describing a war camp, the term “voracious tents� was used. And I mean, I laughed.
Ultimately, I found myself moving between being disinterested and annoyed. It's a shame, because I really liked so many of the aims, especially the idea of academic warfare in place of sword swinging. The social world-building was really interesting, and I appreciate that I felt weight behind Dickinson's efforts. I acknowledge that I spent a lot of reading time in 2021 in a picky frame of mind, and I buddy-read this with someone who didn't like it at all, which may have a lot to do with my reactions. I'm against the general consensus here and so I'm happy for the book's success, but I'm just not buying, well...any more of this series....more
I'm not entirely positive how I feel about that; even months later. Sure, I can say that, like everyone else. I certainly found
Well.
I sure read this.
I'm not entirely positive how I feel about that; even months later. Sure, I can say that, like everyone else. I certainly found this book to be a teetering pile of bonkers but...beyond that, I'm just not certain I'm hip enough to wholly embrace this somewhat experimental shock drama.
A family piece � told in two time frames from the perspective of an albino hunchback � about the Geek-filled Binewski family and their traveling Fabulon Carnival. Geek Love tells the dark tale of the Act through its past years of success from the viewpoint of the reflective present, when it has become corroded and crumbled by its own freakish toxicity.
“A Carnival in daylight is an unfinished beast, anyway�
Without doubt there are moments to admire in this work, and the more I think about it the more credit I've come to give it. Beyond an appreciation for the lurid scandal of the coarse and odd, I can find heart in this work as well.
But the pacing is lopsided and the focus is so often just hazily off-center, lingering overlong on less interesting elements and then refusing to resolve the most poignant parts.
Sometimes the writing is amazing and much of the imagery is effectively troubling in this house of mirrors writ large. I still find that my notes are littered with words like 'dispassionate', and 'oddly blase', and I found that by the time Dunn got around to showing us that her characters were actually how she kept telling us they were, I just didn't care anymore. And the depressingly despicable characters and worldviews were so prevalent that the impact of the 'shock and odd' wears off.
This is definitely a YMMV situation. I don't think I'd ever revisit this book, but it certainly has a following, and I can understand that it appeals to many. It also makes for a very engaged book-club meeting, let me tell you.
(I'm in the process of cleaning up more than a year's worth of book notes and half finished reviews, and from that perspective I can see that there is something important about this story. I wouldn't go so far as to call it an 'Important Work,' but I can definitely acknowledge that it is nestled in the grassroots of a shift in pop culture appreciation. I can value Geek Love without having fully enjoyed it, and applaud that others do.)...more
A crafty misfit who gets by on her wits and never quite feels that she belongs accidentally summons a djinn and soon realizes that she is oh so very sA crafty misfit who gets by on her wits and never quite feels that she belongs accidentally summons a djinn and soon realizes that she is oh so very special herself. Now, though, the secret is out, and to protect herself and lay claim to her family's legacy, she must travel - with her alluringly surly Daeva companion � to the City of Brass.
I ultimately didn't care much for this book, but there's some good to be noted. By far the greatest strength is the (for me) exotically lush atmosphere. The setting descriptions were intricate and evocative, lending a vivid sense of space throughout. I also credit the author for the exuberance of detail, both practically and plot-wise.
The base elements of the story are solid and intriguing, but it just didn't work out for me. I had big issues with the pacing, the flip-floppy politics, the confusing representation of religion, the romance, and the overall motivations of pretty much everyone. I'm a fan of dynamic characters but these ones seemed so conflicted that none of them even knew what they wanted with any consistency. And the melodrama, my gawwd. There are so many exclamations that someone “would never!� (even when we clearly knew they would) or “would not dare!� that it seems that all of Djinn-City Daevabad spends all day yelling randomly heated denials at each other at dramatic intervals.
I could break this down into details; as a buddy-read, my notes are extensive. A lot of people seem to like this, though � and heck, there were elements that I appreciated too. I don't really want to tear down what I think was an earnest effort or discourage anyone else from giving it a go. I like to imagine that the issues self-correct as the series progresses, but I doubt I'll ever find out....more
Though this didn't particularly impress me in the long run, I found Within the Woods to be an ok diversion.
If I had to draw a comparison, I suppose I Though this didn't particularly impress me in the long run, I found Within the Woods to be an ok diversion.
If I had to draw a comparison, I suppose I would call this Stephen King Lite. It's a coming of age horror story about a group of boy underdogs, with all the requisite add-ins: bullies, body-horror, obstructive or obtuse adults, adolescent fixations, tense atmosphere and buckets and buckets of body fluids.
I prefer these pulpy adventure/heroic type coming-of-age tales to the dramatic grief-filled “leaving childhood behind for the sorrows of adulthood' offerings on the literary side. Within the Woods is a fun but not challenging summer spent with five friends who begin to notice strange happenings in their hometown. (view spoiler)[Aliens. It's aliens (hide spoiler)], but no one else seems to really notice or believe them, so while also dealing with the standard summertime woes of a group of outcasts, our lads must figure out exactly what's going on and how to stop it.
Even as a book club read, this was hard to break down into too much substance. A cool friendship dynamic, but not all of the boys felt distinct to me. Theoretically, Urban gives really good perspective into the mind of a 12 year old boy, but the focus on body grossness bordered on ludicrous; there was so much puke and poop and boobs and peckers in this book that it eventually led to eyerolling exasperation. The supporting cast of characters were pretty much written stereotypes, which made the story approachable but indistinct.
Indistinct works all around here, I think. This was fun enough but doesn't stand out as anything other than the embodiment of the subgenre and all of its tropes....more
I always see reviewers say that they “soooo wanted to like this book, but...�;Warp was kind of the opposite for me.
Here's the thing: the whole story iI always see reviewers say that they “soooo wanted to like this book, but...�;Warp was kind of the opposite for me.
Here's the thing: the whole story is sparsely filled with disaffected douchewangs and self-propelled uselessness. No one in the book seems to genuinely care about anyone or anything, and I echoed the sentiment right back at it: I didn't like the characters; I didn't care about the story.
But...
Parts of Warp were so painfully resonant. I too have been darkly listless, apathetically aimless. My experience with those states vary widely from the main character Hollis', but that doesn't lessen the echo of my understanding.
I can't say it is a good book, though the writing skill itself is more than adequate. It is bleak and about nothing really at all. I can't say, either, that it offers inspiration or motivation. But it offers a raw recognition of a state of mind that we usually judge harshly, and maybe well under the apathy there can be gleaned some empathy.
I didn't want to like Warp. I don't know that I did. But I can see what Grossman was after, and I think I can appreciate that.
(Sill, in case disaffected douchewangery is somehow catchy, I really can't recommend this to anyone. One of the downsides of social distancing is that there isn't anyone around to tell me if this book has turned me into an asshat.)...more
I love love LOVE the premise of this story: After school counselor Rendell Locke is murdered during a horrifying encounter his widow and three childreI love love LOVE the premise of this story: After school counselor Rendell Locke is murdered during a horrifying encounter his widow and three children move across the country to the ancestral home of his family. Locke House is big and old and � the children start discovering � has scattered throughout it many mysterious keys. Each one, it seems, unlocks a unique skill or power that is amazing, often fun and potentially dangerous.
This specific review (and my rating) is based on the Audible audio production of this work.
Originally written and published as a serial graphic novel collection, I think I ultimately did myself a disservice by first experiencing this tale through an audio presentation. The adaptation opted for what felt almost like a straight read-through of the comic, which made this full-cast recording feel very much like a radio play, with fewer sound effects. Although it boasts some decent musical scoring and fantastically dramatic voice acting, it didn't feel like it introduced any additional narration. Now, my experience with graphic novels is that dialogue is only one key component of the storytelling, and it needs the accompanying illustrations for the whole presentation to be clear. In this audiobook, hearing only the dialogue without narration to replace the art from the panels in the book, the story seemed to feel incomplete. I felt like I was missing so much of the action and nuance that any complaints I might have about the actual movement of the plot feel unfair. Much of the wonder of the magic of the keys was still very clear, and I admire the way the creators addressed the grief and loneliness in the characters lives.
I'm looking forward to reading the original publication at some point. I also enjoyed binge watching the Netflix adaptation (and really appreciated the makeover that Mrs Locke received, which wasn't too heavy handed but made her a much stronger character). I suspect I'll enjoy the graphic novels most of all....more
This book club read is one of those stories that would have fared better (for me) without reflection of any sort. I've no doubt at all that Colleen HoThis book club read is one of those stories that would have fared better (for me) without reflection of any sort. I've no doubt at all that Colleen Hoover has great skill as a writer. 'Verity' would have been a perfect vacation read, and had elements that made for fantastically lurid conversation. I was genuinely entertained the entire time I was reading; but...once I started picking at it, so I'd have more to say than “I was entertained� at our last meeting...the whole thing fell apart. Hard and fast and almost completely.
My biggest issue was the sheer implausibility of it all. I mean it literally. Not much in this book was believable when you actually stop to think about it. If I was feeling snarky and spoilery I'd share my jotted down notes, which became an exercise in finding creative ways to express incredulity. (I started with the standard “nopes� and “nu-uhs,� but ended with interesting experiments in profanity.) The contrivance involved in the basic setup alone required contortionist-level skill in the suspension of my disbelief: somehow, an independent self-published author (with only one under-performing book under her belt) is chosen to write the last three books in a best selling series (that she has never read,) whose author (the titular Verity) is now in a vegetative state following an accident. This (obviously) necessitates our heroine (Lowen) to (one week after her own mother has died, mind,) move in to Verity's house (because neither the publisher nor the Estate have ever heard of hotels) in order to sort through Verity's notes � something which could not possibly have been done by Verity's publisher, agent, editor, or husband. Lowen's new housemates are Verity and a full time nurse, (only just home from the hospital themselves), Verity's hot husband and Verity's young son.
This is just premise setup, and already it is all so freaking unlikely. But it doesn't stop. Among the things it had me questioning? Professional healthcare proficiency. Spousal communication. Book publishing practices. Hazardous lock placement. The power of an itchy nose. The outcome of an Ultimate Warrior type battle between human teeth and headboard wood.
Meh. This has already gone on longer than I wanted it to...I was really entertained by this book until I thought about it, and then I wasn't. There.
[as a book club note, though: some of this shit is messed up and makes for great conversation. This is also the sort of book that would be great to do as a read-along. The pacing is honestly phenomenal and some of the in-story reveals are great 'oh my god' moments. On the flip side, it means you'll be thinking while reading, which might wreck everything.]...more
A reread, because I had forgotten absolutely everything about it. At some point I acquired the second book in the series and have yet to read it, so..A reread, because I had forgotten absolutely everything about it. At some point I acquired the second book in the series and have yet to read it, so...
A Grail story, at heart, set in two time periods � modern(ish) day and the early 1200's during the Albigensian Crusade. (This was interesting to me, having recently read A Booke of Days, which is set during the First Crusade. It's handy to be adding to the same framework. The author notes that the Albigensian Crusade is the first where Christians were actively targeting other Christians, and also the first whose goals were focused in European lands. Like many of the preceding crusades there is much evidence that, although cloaked with theological ideals, the actual motivations were highly political and territorial.)
I've seen a handful of comparisons between Labyrinth and Dan Brown books and....I guess. Labyrinth has secret societies and questionable religious motivations. It has relics and symbols and a wee bit of romance. But Labyrinth doesn't feel like Dan Brown to me, despite the topical similarities.
Kate Mosse, for starters, is a far better writer � though not always a more interesting one. There are no formulaic gimmicks in Labyrinth so its got a bit more literary heft. The historical detail seems genuine and deliberate and informed. The downside here is that Mosse is often overly descriptive; in history, in conversation, in actions, in emotions...in everything. Many paragraphs feel like a statement of a thing followed by an elaborate restatement of the exact same thing. This would have some charm in moderation, but really bogs down the experience as the main method of writing.
There is a supernatural or mystical thread running through the heart of the story that goes beyond the base Grail mythology and I am not sure it was entirely justified. Our two protagonists share a bloodline, and modern-day Alice gains some of her insight from dream memories and never-explained intuition. It felt as this was ultimately a device used to hasten exposition and draw character parallels. It was muddy and removed opportunity to liven up the modern story-line with actual research and puzzle solving.
There was a disparity of quality between the two time lines. The author is clearly in love with (and well-versed in) the history. The plotting, the immersive setting and the characterization are all far richer when we are with Alais in the 1200's.
A mixed bag, really. I like it, but for its breadth and sometimes overreaching detail, I can see why it didn't stick with me the first time I read it. Even if the second book knocks my socks off, I should just remind my future self that this one is probably not worth a third slog-through....more
There are all sorts of fanciful Superhero stories that flippantly and violently deal with generalized criminal stereotypes, or trumped-up, imaginary oThere are all sorts of fanciful Superhero stories that flippantly and violently deal with generalized criminal stereotypes, or trumped-up, imaginary other-worldly threats. This novel (and it is a novel, not a comic book or graphic novel,) takes a standard well known hero and pitches him into a battle that is not fanciful, glamorized or alien, and is terrible on any stage it is presented. So terrible that few “heroes� tackle it, perhaps for fear of making its readership uncomfortable.
And child abuse, child slavery, and child prostitution is never a comfortable story.
Vachss chose the best hero for this role. Batman is dark and gritty to start with, but still reaches a wide audience of readers. From his bibliography, Vachss is clearly trying to reach out from as many venues as possible to inspire people to fight this same fight, and that is really respectable.
The book itself isn't very good. The story is over-simplified. The melodrama is over the top. The “winning� of the battle is fanciful to the utmost.
In this case, the complaints don't really matter, though. The battle does, and that makes this a should-read for fans of heroes....more
The world needs more kickass stories about octogenarians to contrast all the mushy drama yuck that tends to feature those closer to natural death. PunThe world needs more kickass stories about octogenarians to contrast all the mushy drama yuck that tends to feature those closer to natural death. Punch Line tries to run with this, which is an admirable endeavor, even if it gets tripped up right off the starting line.
This was a crazy fun idea about a Senior Citizen Hit Squad. It lost a whole bunch in execution (har har), but was still kind of confusingly enjoyable. Super funny at times, irredeemably absurd at others, I find that all of the things I liked about it are quickly overbalanced by weightier criticisms. There is above all a jagged confusion in the presentation. The hopeful in me thinks that this was intentional...a whole-story mirroring of a slow, confounding descent into dementia? I dunno. I'm glad I read it for the concept, but I can't imagine trying to pimp it out to someone else. ...more
As a mystery fan, I have my handful of favourite sleuths. Some I fell in love with instantly, but most I've grown my fondness for over a handful of stAs a mystery fan, I have my handful of favourite sleuths. Some I fell in love with instantly, but most I've grown my fondness for over a handful of stories. I can see how Ghote might be like that for fans of his mysteries, but it wasn't love at first sight for me.
The Body in the Billiard Room has a definite old-fashioned charm to it, and the characters are the comfortable sort of caricature that abounds in English mystery. I wasn't unhappy with my experience of the story, and I have no major complaints. I just wasn't terribly caught up in it, either. There was a small sense of tone-deafness in the racial presentation, but it didn't feel malicious or intentional. If anything, Keating was more direct in his mocking of his colonial British countrymen and their stereotypes. And while there was a definite call out on corruption present, this was by no means meant to be a heavy commentary piece of literature.
I am mostly indifferent, in the long run. This is the sort of series that I might grab at fundraisers and garage sales because I recognize the author's name, but would sit on my pallet-cleanser shelf to use as filler between books I am excited about.
The highlight for me in The Body in the Billiard Room was the heavy and direct reference to the mystery genre and its standout authors. To Ghote's chagrin, he is constantly being called “India's own Sherlock Holmes�, and his own self-proclaimed Watson in this story hoists tons of comparisons to other popular detectives and authors onto Ghote. It's delightful right up to the point that it becomes tiresome, and even then, still made me smile....more
Knowing that Ian Rankin is one of Scotland's prized literary exports, I am currently reserving full judgment. I have the first three Rebus stories in Knowing that Ian Rankin is one of Scotland's prized literary exports, I am currently reserving full judgment. I have the first three Rebus stories in an omnibus, and I know that introductory novels often pale once in the shadow of succeeding efforts.
At first glance, though, Knots and Crosses was remarkable only in the ways that it didn't impress me. Rebus seems like a collection of flaws and little else (though, unlike many readers it seems, I like the small out-of-place refinements of music and literature.) I'm open to this developing into a dynamic character, but so far he is unsympathetic. This resulted in my/an apathetic response to the mystery.
It just would have been better served as a 15 page anecdote.
I don't think Mr Stallworth is a bad writer, necessar This was a really cool story. Truly.
It just would have been better served as a 15 page anecdote.
I don't think Mr Stallworth is a bad writer, necessarily. I just feel that he managed to write almost entirely from his pilfered police files, which don't make for terribly thrilling entertainment. I found myself wishing for an interjection of human interest about anyone, including Stallworth himself. But we also learned nothing about his co-officers, his family, the people in organizations he worked with... nobody, really, aside from some minor office drama. It made it feel flat, and therefore less triumphant than it was, and less ironically fun than it should have been.
Still, a cool story. And a cool thing to have been at the head of. A tip of the hat for that, Mr Stallworth. ...more
"It wasn't a nightmare, but good dreams can be bad, too. They are almost worse than the nightmares, their fleet moments of hope always shattered by w
"It wasn't a nightmare, but good dreams can be bad, too. They are almost worse than the nightmares, their fleet moments of hope always shattered by waking."
This spoke to me by itself, but also feels apropos of my mixed feelings about the book, too. Sometimes a story that comes so close to being good is more disappointing than one that completely misses the mark.
I enjoyed the premise: A Las Vegas Magician (who can do a bit of real magic) actually kills her husband during an act, and discovers that such a tragedy can only have occurred due to outside sabotage. She quickly deduces that it must be a childhood boogeyman, a fetch, who did it. She packs up her three daughters and steals away to Hawley Five Corners � an abandoned village near her home town and magical family roots � to try to hide from the fetch.
There are neat bones to this story, but the whole thing felt consistently thin, and translucent without being clarifying. The timing was poorly measured, and there were some huge leaps in the storyline and decision making that were jarring. I found that I wanted to know what the author was telling us, but I wanted to know so many other things that she wasn't.
The whole time-frame could have done with a stretching. Especially the developments with Jolon. Too soon, lady. Too soon.
Trying to marry the elements of plot and mystery with the steps of a stage act was a terrific idea, but I think it limited the author and forced her to resort to cliches and tired literary devices to serve as patter to build anticipation.
Everyone keeps secrets and speaks cryptically, without exception. It is annoying. There are also too many � I knew what I had to do�'s right before page or paragraph breaks. Not ever being told how people came to their answers was cheap.
If the second book had been/has been written, I'd be happy to read it. There is a sense of wonder in the magic that is the background for this atmosphere, and there is some fantastic world/myth building potential. This wasn't a nightmare...but good books can be bad, too....more
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