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Grass (Arbai, #1)
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13 TALES OF TERROR: BOOK 4
once upon a time there was a delightful young story named Grass by Sheri S. Tepper. this story seemed to know exactly what i was longing for: Horror in Space! and so she provided it to me. a fascinating planet full of strange multi-colored grass, bizarre fauna, the ruins of an alien civilization. a backdrop based around a particularly esoteric and semi-totalitarian theocracy. an expertly portrayed and atypical heroine who felt alive and real (and who rather reminded me of Deborah Kerr in her various classy roles). a perfect introduction to the planet's aristocrats, well-rendered through the eyes of an uncomfortable young lady on her first foxhunt. a foxhunt that is not a foxhunt, but something else entirely - something inexplicable, something horrible. a feeling of claustrophobia - but, uniquely, a claustrophobia based on an entire planet, one filled with huge living spaces and wide, windy open ranges. an atrocious plague spreading like wildfire from planet to planet. the unsettling sound of beasts stamping out a threatening dance from not-so-distant caverns. my gosh, those bizarre fauna! the various moments portraying them gazing silently and malevolently at characters, up close and even more eerily in the distant grasses... such brilliantly sinister tableaux! and those foxhunts!
this story was full of twisted emotions, strained familial relations, ambiguous motivations, intriguing mysteries, and a constant yet subtle sense of increasing dread. how enchanting! wonderful chills ensued from this delightful story. i looked on Grass by Sheri S. Tepper as the child i've never had but always wanted. a sort of Wednesday Adams-Monday. i was filled with pleasure at the sight of her.
alas, the child grew up. somewhere around page 200, i think. that winsome feeling of terror just on the horizon, that sweet sense of horror lurking just around the corner, all the subtlety and strange wonder... vanished. it was replaced by confusing xenobiology, a didactic chemistry lecture, a ham-handed coincidence (oops, that extremely important and provocative letter just dropped out of that villain's pocket!), increasingly two-dimensional characters, an extremely lame vision of God, creepy alien sex (and not the good kind), the idea that a rebellious daughter is better off with her mind wiped clean, and repetitious obsessiveness with original sin & what makes a good wife & who is in love with who now and why and why won't they. a precocious child grew into a distinctly tedious adult.
but i will try to remember that child! because the first half or so of this book was awesome.
13 TALES OF TERROR: BOOK 4
once upon a time there was a delightful young story named Grass by Sheri S. Tepper. this story seemed to know exactly what i was longing for: Horror in Space! and so she provided it to me. a fascinating planet full of strange multi-colored grass, bizarre fauna, the ruins of an alien civilization. a backdrop based around a particularly esoteric and semi-totalitarian theocracy. an expertly portrayed and atypical heroine who felt alive and real (and who rather reminded me of Deborah Kerr in her various classy roles). a perfect introduction to the planet's aristocrats, well-rendered through the eyes of an uncomfortable young lady on her first foxhunt. a foxhunt that is not a foxhunt, but something else entirely - something inexplicable, something horrible. a feeling of claustrophobia - but, uniquely, a claustrophobia based on an entire planet, one filled with huge living spaces and wide, windy open ranges. an atrocious plague spreading like wildfire from planet to planet. the unsettling sound of beasts stamping out a threatening dance from not-so-distant caverns. my gosh, those bizarre fauna! the various moments portraying them gazing silently and malevolently at characters, up close and even more eerily in the distant grasses... such brilliantly sinister tableaux! and those foxhunts!
this story was full of twisted emotions, strained familial relations, ambiguous motivations, intriguing mysteries, and a constant yet subtle sense of increasing dread. how enchanting! wonderful chills ensued from this delightful story. i looked on Grass by Sheri S. Tepper as the child i've never had but always wanted. a sort of Wednesday Adams-Monday. i was filled with pleasure at the sight of her.
alas, the child grew up. somewhere around page 200, i think. that winsome feeling of terror just on the horizon, that sweet sense of horror lurking just around the corner, all the subtlety and strange wonder... vanished. it was replaced by confusing xenobiology, a didactic chemistry lecture, a ham-handed coincidence (oops, that extremely important and provocative letter just dropped out of that villain's pocket!), increasingly two-dimensional characters, an extremely lame vision of God, creepy alien sex (and not the good kind), the idea that a rebellious daughter is better off with her mind wiped clean, and repetitious obsessiveness with original sin & what makes a good wife & who is in love with who now and why and why won't they. a precocious child grew into a distinctly tedious adult.
but i will try to remember that child! because the first half or so of this book was awesome.
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Thou shalt be rewarded, either in this life or the next, oh faithful one!


...page 278! so quite a bit past page 200. although my discontent did begin bubbling up well before that, it was on a low simmer. did not reach a full boil until after the search party took their rest stop and we get a quick and pointless perspective from a drunken Shevlok.




then i think i may have given you the wrong impression! my analogy of the child turning into an adult is based on the idea that all of the author's goals and themes don't start really coming to the forefront and don't start getting explored in depth until the second half of the novel. the "adult" part. i don't think she ran out of steam - actually i think that by the second half, she has gotten to a place that she specifically wants to be and where she can explore all of the reasons why she wrote this novel. and so the first part, the "child" part, is really her just setting up an atmospheric introduction (well, it is quite a bit longer than an introduction of course), putting all of her pieces in place and getting ready for what she really wanted to explore. i don't think Tepper intended to write a Space Horror... her concerns are more around spirituality, feminism/women's issues (i'm not sure that's the best phrase to use), and the nature of "the other". unfortunately for me, i preferred the atmospheric introduction with its strong elements of Horror in Space. i thought the first half was perfectly written.

omg I cried buckets and buckets when reading this book. I just love Sherri S Tepper.
I used to do a lot of on-line gaming over many years, and my on-line persona is called Stavia, from The Gate to Women's Country.
mark wrote: "Greg wrote: "From your review of Grass, however, it seems that the author ran out of steam half way through and was lazy in wrapping up the narrative...."
then i think i may have given you the wro..."
Totally agree mark, she achieved something in that first half that I feel she possibly didn't intend. I think it was a fluke that it turned out so compelling. It's just such an amazing amazing few chapters.
You know, in a way, perhaps one can view that half as a stand-alone novella, it would still be brilliant and we wouldn't have that feeling of being let down from page 279 onwards. ie to view it as being complete in its 278 pages, she told the story that she wanted to, then she moved on.

i love the idea of that first half being a stand-alone novella. honestly when reading that first half i had pegged it as a 4 or 5 star book. a masterful opening scene, followed by some very impressively rendered atmosphere & scene-setting, intriguing locations described exceedingly well, and then that great hunt for the girl. good stuff.

i love the idea of that first half being a stand-alone novella. honestly when reading that first half i had pegged it a..."
you can call me stavia if you want ;p

A unicorn hunt?

I'm pretty sure she didn't mean to write horror, but she definitely did.
Not really unicorn-y to my mind....


I was! Yeah, the (spoiler) sounded really creepy.
I'm pretty sure she didn't mean to write horror,
You think? Everything I've read of hers had a horror vibe to me.

I was! Yeah, the (spoiler) sounded really creepy.
I'm pretty sure she didn't mean to write horror,
You think? Everything I've read of hers..."
hmmm....not to me, she does strip bare the trappings of social convention covering up underlying nastinesses though, so her writing can be a bit unpleasant at times.
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I like the description from the comment on your review: There's a dreamy beauty to it, with a soft drumbeat of horror... well said!



Oh that's definitely the point. I didn't look at it from this perspective.
So, based on your review and this comment, I think it'll be a break for me from the complicated worlds of those two books.