Thief With No Shadow, by Emily Gee (Solaris, 2007)

Driven by the need to ransom her brother back from a vicious group of inhuman creatures known as salamanders, Melke steals a necklace whose value is greater than she could ever have imagined, for it’s actually the key to breaking a deadly curse laid upon the sal Vere family. Caught between honor and desperation, Melke makes a deal with Bastion sal Vere and his sister, Liana: if they’ll take care of her grievously wounded brother, she’ll steal the necklace back from the salamanders, using her bizarre ability to become unseen. Now this unlikely foursome must learn to live together and work together to overcome the odds stacked against them. Not only do they have the fearsome salamanders to brave, but the being who cursed the sal Veres, an ancient water elemental, is coming to collect the necklace, and if it’s not present, it’ll exact a horrible payment upon Bastian and Liana. Can Melke hone her skills, overcome her self-loathing and fear, and retrieve the necklace from the salamanders in time to save Bastian and Liana and break their family’s curse, or will everyone involved pay a price for her failure? The answer isn’t as obvious as one might think. Of course, in the end, it may just be that Melke’s worst enemy really is her own psyche, as she wars with her feelings, both good and bad, for her brother and their hosts.

I’m really torn on my opinion of this book. It’s my sincere opinion that three of the four main characters desperately need intensive counseling and therapy, since Melke, her brother Hantje, and Bastian all suffer from major bouts of self-loathing, doubt, self-pity, and unreasonable biases towards one another. There’s a lot of “I deserve this because I’m bad, or evil, or wrong” and a lot of “She deserves this because she’s evil, and a thief,” and even more “I deserve this because I let someone get hurt…” and so on. Melke suffers from self-hatred because of the perception of her powers as something bad, and the perception of herself as a thief. Hantje suffers from guilt and distress. Bastian blames himself for his sister’s problems, hates Hantje for being a thief, and loathes Melke for being a thief and a Wraith (as people with her powers are known). Of the four, the only one with a clear head and an open mind is Liane, who finally takes some matters into her own hands in order to get things accomplished. It’s obvious that the events of the book serve as catharsis and therapy for the characters to some degree, but it’s not easy to get through a story where so many of the protagonists aren’t just broken, they’re barely held together with duct tape and a prayer.

Worse still are the horrible moments inflicted upon Bastian and Hantje, both of whom endure some upsetting moments in order to protect, save, or redeem the women of the story. Both times involve the “unhealthy” sexual appetites of non-human beings; a salamander has its way in order to exact a price out of one person, while the water being (called a psaaron) indulges itself on another. There was just nothing pleasant about either scene, and while they certainly furthered the plot and added more depths to the characters in question, they also fueled the above moments of self-hatred and punishment, making for an uncomfortable aftertaste while reading.

That’s not to say that the book is bad, or unreadable, or not worth picking up. Emily Gee has certainly laid out an interesting setting, with believable non-human species and hints at a larger world to be explored. There are some fascinating elements that she could work with, and I think it might be good to look at more of the world and the beings that inhabit it. As it stands, I found this to be an awkward story, with characters who were a little too flawed in the execution. I think with more enjoyable characters, and a somewhat larger space to play in (for overall, this story felt claustrophobic and closed-in), Gee could probably do quite nicely. I’ll keep my eyes open for her next offering, to see if it appeals more to me, as she does have a good style and a lot of promise.

Originally reviewed for SF Site, 2008

The Blood King, by Gail Z. Martin (Solaris, 2008)

The Winter Kingdoms are in turmoil. In Margolan, Prince Jared has brutally seized the throne, and now troops loyal to him wreak havoc and spread terror throughout the land, crushing all those who dare oppose him. His advisor, the undead mage Foor Arontala, continues to feed souls to a dark artifact, all in the hopes of resurrecting the dread Obsidian King by the time of the Hawthorn Moon, which approaches swiftly. Creatures born of magic stalk the borders of neighboring kingdoms, and the restless spirits of the unjustly dead cry out for revenge.

All hope lies in the hands of a small group of people who have thus far escaped Jared’s clutches. Chief among them is Prince Martris Drayke, his half-brother, who’s just come into his powers as a Summoner, capable of speaking with, banishing, or appeasing the dead. The feisty warrior-princess Kiara of Isencroft rides at his side, determined to be with Tris no matter what happens. The healer Carina, the mercenary Jonmarc Vahanian, the bard Carroway, the soldier Ban Soterius, and the vampiric Gabriel make up the rest of Tris’ core allies, and together, they plan for war. For they’ll have to raise an army, make their way back to the Margolan palace, defeat Jared, destroy Foor Arantala, and prevent the rise of the Obsidian King, and it’ll all hinge upon Tris mastering his powers and honing his newfound skills in time. But even the training might be enough to kill him…

The Blood King is the sequel to The Necromancer, continuing the saga of an exiled prince and his companions as they struggle to survive in a world filled with spirits and chaos. Gail Z. Martin paints a bleak picture of lands caught in a web of madness and oppression, as she chronicles the various journeys and paths taken by Tris and his assorted allies, making for a fairly dark story, the only real points of light being found in brief moments of hope and the growing relationships between some of the characters. It’s an interesting world, with the dead playing a huge part, not just in the current action, but in all aspects of life. It’s clear that the living and the dead are intertwined, with the vampiric vayash moru falling somewhere in the middle, and thanks to Tris’ powers and role as the Summoner, we see just how these pieces all fit together.

This is a fairly complex story, with a whole lot going on between the different characters and their various missions, but Gail Z. Martin is pretty good at keeping things from getting out of hand. The characters are all different enough, and their voices strong enough, that it’s easy to remember who’s who, and what’s what.

My main complaint about this book is that it’s huge, and drawn-out, and it feels it, like a movie that goes on for an extra thirty minutes. Frankly, I think there may be too much attention paid to the various miseries brought down upon Margolan — after all, how many times do we need to be told about destroyed villages, people being killed, conscripted, or used for nefarious purposes, and restless spirits, before we get the idea? But we keep getting the same stories, from different faceless extras, even as our heroes see these things for themselves. It’s well-told and descriptive, but repetitive and redundant after a while. This book could have been trimmed without ruining any of the plot progression, buildup, or inevitable climax. Either that, or it could have been made into two books, given how many side missions our heroes participate in before they’re ready for the grand finale.

I’m also disappointed in the villains. Jared himself is a nasty, despicable, disgusting, unredeemable waste of humanity with no mitigating qualities whatsoever. He’s Evil for the sake of being Evil, raping whatever women he sees and tossing their bodies down the garderobe, or making art out of people impaled on stakes. It’s hard to take him seriously when he does everything but twirl a moustache and throw kittens out of windows to show just how bad off the land is with him as king. Of course we’re going to root for Tris, but wouldn’t it be nice if Jared had something to humanize him? Of course, he’s just an obstacle on the way to the real Big Bad, Foor Arantala. Who’s pretty much your average megalomaniacal sociopath who wants to summon something far worse for the sake of being powerful and evil. I can’t help but feel let down by the bad guys, and since the hero is often defined by the things he fights, it diminishes the quality of Tris’ success. Honestly? Our heroes had it easy come time for the end. All the help they needed was right there as they needed it, with allies around every corner and people begging to join up against Jared’s tyranny. There were only a few moments where I worried for any of the main characters as a result.

As epic dark fantasy goes, The Blood King was entertaining and satisfactory, but not outstanding. Martin’s strengths lie in worldbuilding and the big picture, but there are still places where things could have been improved. I felt like I was struggling to get to the end of this book, given the length and occasional slow pacing. I’ll be interested in seeing what Martin does next, as I believe she has a lot of potential.

Originally reviewed for SF Site, 2008

Myth-Chief, by Robert Asprin and Jody Lynn Nye (Wildside, 2008)

After an extended time away from M.Y.T.H. Inc. to focus on his studies, Skeeve’s decided that it’s time to get back in the groove of things. But rather than rejoin his friends, he’s going to start his own consulting agency. Of course, even the best-intentioned plans tend to go askew, and before Skeeve can even blink, he’s somehow managed to talk himself into a competition with his best friend and former mentor/partner, Aahz. Both Skeeve and Aahz will take a case selected by the others. Whoever makes the most money as a result, will be the new head of M.Y.T.H. Inc. To the victor, go the spoils.

Skeeve takes on the dashing duty of restoring the deposed Princess Hermalaya of Foxe-Swampburg to her rightful throne, while Aahz tackles the challenging task of financial stability to the impoverished, troubled kingdom of… you guessed it, Foxe-Swampburg, on behalf of prime minister who showed Hermalaya the door in the first place. Now, working opposite sides of the same case, Skeeve and Aahz will unleash every dirty trick and clever plan in the book as they try to solve their problems and outdo one another. When best friends become ruthless competitors, it’s bound to get messy. Who will come out ahead? Who will take control of M.Y.T.H. Inc once and for all? The answer may not be what anyone expects, and the road to success is a bumpy one, infested by all sorts of unexpected problems. This may be it for M.Y.T.H. Inc.

Myth-Chief is the latest in the long-running, highly popular comic fantasy series, and it continues to deliver a charming blend of sly humor and clever characterization as it reunites the various parts of the cast with one another after a time of separation. As always, the emphasis is more on amusing twists on familiar situations than on establishing any real sense of danger. There’s a sense of warm fuzziness I get whenever I read the books of this series, understanding that they don’t take themselves too seriously and neither should I. Skeeve, Aahz, Nunzio and Guido, Chumley, Tananda, Gleep, and Bunny are like old friends, and it’s nice to spend time in their company. It’s not the most sophisticated of series, and it often feels like the authors purposefully keep things from getting too deep, save where genuine character emotions and interactions are concerned. The humor is pretty broad and in your face, one cream pie away from slapstick in some cases, but it has a knack for catching the reader off guard every now and again. It’s nice and relaxing, and I often read books from this series when I need to recover from the latest epic du jour.

With Robert Asprin’s recent passing, the future of this series is naturally up in the air. One more — Myth-Fortunes — has been announced, but after that, it’s anyone’s guess, to the best of my knowledge. I will say that the outcome of this book, and the status quo of Skeeve, Aahz, and the rest of M.Y.T.H. Inc as a result, is a satisfying, enjoyable one, and can either be looked at as an appropriate end, or a new beginning. Regardless, it’s always nice to see new entries into this series, and Myth-Chief is bound to please fans.

Originally reviewed for SF Site, 2008

Mad Kestrel, by Misty Massey (Tor, 2008)

Kestrel is a rarity: a woman aboard a pirate ship. Moreover, she’s the quartermaster, answering only to her captain, a dashing fellow by the name of Artemus Binns, who’s the closest thing she has ever had to a father figure. She works twice as hard as any man to command the proper measure of respect, but the effort’s paid off, granting her power and authority, and the freedom she can only find at sea. For only surrounded by water, where magic is ineffective, is she safe from the mysterious Danisoba, who tend to steal away people like her — people with magical talents. Like the wind she commands, Kestrel just wants to be free to live her own life.

Things take a turn for the worse when Captain Binns meets up with Philip McAvery, a roguish fellow captain whom Kestrel instinctively, immediately distrusts. And when Binns is arrested after making a dubious deal with McAvery, Kestrel is convinced of the latter’s betrayal, and she swears revenge. But she has been entrusted by Binns with a vital mission: to deliver his logbook to the king himself. However, Kestrel would rather rescue her captain before he hangs or is sent away for good, and have him deliver his own damned logbook. To that end, she rallies her crew, commandeers McAvery’s former ship, and sets sail on a voyage full of action, adventure, intrigue, daring rescues, bold plans, narrow escapes, treachery, mutiny, and magic. Before she’s done, she’ll understand just how deep a mess she’s in, how Binns and McAvery and Kestrel herself all tie together, and what the cost of freedom really is. But will she be forced to reveal her deepest, darkest secrets, and will she place her trust in the right people? One wrong move, and it’s a fate worse than death for Kestrel.

Mad Kestrel is a thoroughly enjoyable piratical fantasy, a rousing adventure that starts strong and doesn’t let up until the end. It has got plenty of action, both on the high seas and on dry land, fully engaging all the senses without dragging the reader through too much dreary detail. Misty Massey’s got a skill for capturing the imagination as she spins this high-spirited tale of a feisty pirate woman and her occasional nemesis/unwanted partner-in-crime. I have to say that Kestrel herself made the book for me, she’s a heroine whom you can’t help but cheer for, a strong and stubborn woman who boldly goes where she wants, and damned be those who’d get in her way. The chemistry and interactions between her and McAvery make for good reading, as they challenge each other on multiple levels, never quite growing complacent in the other’s company. One can admire Kestrel for her strength of convictions and her general resourcefulness, as she herds her crew like a gang of unruly cats, through one adventure after another.

I loved Mad Kestrel, and was genuinely disappointed when it was finished, and I hope Massey’s got more on the way soon, as I believe she has created an intriguing world full of potential and ripe for further exploration. And of course, Kestrel’s far too interesting a character to have just the one adventure. This is the sort of book I’d happily suggest to anyone who liked Pirates of the Caribbean, Tanith Lee’s Piratica, L. A. Meyer’s Jacky Faber series, or any of the other fine pirate-flavored tales out there.

Originally reviewed for SF Site, 2008

The First Betrayal & Sea Change, by Patricia Bray (Bantam Spectra, 2006/2007)

Slowly recovering from a mysterious illness which nearly destroyed both mind and body five years ago, Brother Josan has resigned himself, however reluctantly, to a life of quiet solitude as a lighthouse keeper in a remote part of the kingdom of Ikeria, where he busies himself with quiet study and the reclamation of his skills. Why exactly he has been exiled, he doesn’t know; in truth, only the merest handful understand why he’s been cast aside by his brothers. A chance encounter following a major storm brings him into contact with Lady Ysobel Flordelis of the Seddon Federation, whose mission of trade hides a deeper, more sinister purpose: to rekindle a revolution in Ikeria. And that chance meeting is all it takes to upset Josan’s life once again. And when an assassin comes for him, Josan displays a frightening ability to defend himself, followed by momentary blackouts, and a magical power he never knew he had. He’s forced to leave behind his lighthouse, and travel to Karystos, back to his superiors in the Learned Brethren to find out what secrets lie in his past.

As Josan’s journey of self- and re-discovery progresses, he learns more and more about himself, both past and present. At the same time, Lady Ysobel maneuvers through the perilous waters of court politics, as she seeks allies in her attempt to revive the revolution of years past. Eventually, their paths cross, and Josan learns that his fate is tied into that of Prince Lucius, the figurehead used by the revolution five years ago. And then, the frightening, horrible truth emerges: Josan and Lucius are one and the same, with the mind of Josan the monk placed in the body of Lucius the prince, all part of a deep, dark plot whose details have yet to truly unfold. And now that they know the truth, monk and prince must work together, uneasily sharing the singular body, in an attempt to survive and extricate themselves from their troubles. Court politics, assassination attempts, ruthless nobles, cutthroat merchants, and enemies on all sides surround them, and surrender to authority may be the only way to survive the game for the time being. As for Lady Ysobel, she’ll gamble, and fail, and escape to try again another day.

All of the above unfolds in The First Betrayal, the first book of the trilogy. In The Sea Change, we see how the status quo remains: Lucius/Josan is a prisoner of the throne, held hostage as an honored prisoner. Meanwhile, Lady Ysobel has returned home to the Seddon Federation, to answer for her previous failures, and to somehow rebuild her fortunes, for her gambles severely damaged her status as a proud merchant.

Then disaster strikes, and the royal family of Ikeria is wiped out, leaving Josan/Lucius alone as a legitimate heir to the throne, a monk masquerading as a prince, a traitor suspected of masterminding the whole affair, a prince turned prisoner turned monarch. Now the two men in one body must again cooperate, marshalling their forces as they attempt to consolidate their power, in order to stay alive. Once again, they’ll play a deadly game of politics, pitting loyal forces against would be usurpers, and planning for the inevitable trouble looming in the distance. War between Sedda and Ikaria is brewing, and if the Ikarian factions can’t unify themselves in time, the land will be vulnerable and easy pickings. Unfortunately, what no one realizes is that the Josan/Lucius merging is imperfect, and it’s slowing killing them both. Luckily, they have a few tricks up their sleeves that may just allow them to win over the people they need in order to defeat Lady Ysobel and Sedda once again.

The First Betrayal and The Sea Change are the first two parts of a fascinating trilogy that works with an unusual premise. It didn’t take me long to guess that Josan was really Lucius, as it’s almost a given that any missing prince mentioned in the first book of a fantasy trilogy will play a part at some point, and all the clues were there. However, Patricia Bray threw us all a curveball with the way she handled the Josan/Lucius blending, and the resulting conflict/interaction between the two provides a great dynamic that fuels the direction of the plot quite nicely. Uneasy allies, occasional enemies, maybe even reluctant friends, utterly dependant on each others skills and knowledge, they’re at the heart of everything going on, for good and bad. The political and economic maneuvering in this series is likewise interesting; it’s not overly complex, but it’s interesting to watch the ebb and flow of power and loyalties, in both Sedda and Ikeria.

I’m definitely looking forward to the final book in the trilogy to see how it all wraps up, and how the story of Josan and Lucius is resolved, for it’s hard to see a way for them both to get a happy ending at this point. Bray’s talent for weaving imaginative, non-cookie cutter fantasy is clearly present in this series, and it’ll be interesting to see what she has planned to cap things off. I’ve enjoyed things so far, and I’d happily recommend these books for someone who likes politics and devious twists in their fantasy. She may not be as epic as, say, George R.R. Martin, but she satisfies nonetheless.

Originally reviewed for SF Site, 2008

Clockwork Phoenix, edited by Mike Allen (Norilana Books, 2008)

Billed as “Tales of Beauty and Strangeness,” Clockwork Phoenix is editor Mike Allen’s latest effort to inject a little more weirdness and artistic fantasy into the market, working from his own particular tastes of what he personally enjoys reading. His introduction to the anthology yields little concrete wisdom into the method and madness he used to construct this particular collection of stories, for all its poetic imagery and vivid, dreamlike narrative, but consulting the Clockwork Phoenix web site turns up more solid requirements for the stories within. Simply put, Mike Allen wanted stories with elements of the fantastic, something new and genuine, stories that lured the reader into unfamiliar territory and experiment with style. As he himself says, “I envision the CLOCKWORK PHOENIX books as places where these two schools of story telling can mingle and achieve Happy Medium; where there is significance to both the tale that’s told and the style of the telling.” It’s important that we look at what he’s trying to achieve, because Clockwork Phoenix is by no means your average, everyday anthology.

Catherynne M. Valente starts things off with “The City of Blind Delight,” in which a mysterious train travels through every city on the globe, its ultimate destination the City of Blind Delights, which lies “somewhat to the rear of Ulan Bator, and also somewhat diagonally from Greenland, beneath a thin veneer of Iowa City…” It’s an oddly haunting tale about a man who boards the train and ends up in the City of Blind Delights, where he learns the strange manner of its currency and enjoys the hospitality of its natives for a time. Valente weaves words adeptly in an almost hallucinatic manner to paint the portrait of a city which exists on the edge of our understanding, and the people affected by it.

John Grant’s “All The Little Gods We Are” is a powerful, tragic, magic tale in which a man named John makes a fateful phone call one day, and reaches himself. The bizarre call stirs up memories of John’s past, bringing back a time when he and his best friend Justine were inseparable. But what happened to tear them apart? How close was their relationship, and how did it end… or did it? Whatever you think the truth is, it’s weirder. One of the most emotionally-powerful stories in the collection, it really needs multiple readings to understand its depths.

Cat Rambo’s “The Dew Drop Coffee Lounge” is quirky and strange, the unusual tale of a woman who waits at a coffee shop, acting as a stand-in for all those blind dates that would otherwise be stood up. She meets the poor, lonely people looking for someone who will never come, and gives them a measure of closure. But is that all that’s going on, or is there a deeper meaning at work here? This is a clever, entertaining story that reminds me of classic Charles de Lint.

Leah Bobet spins the story of several unusual people in “Bell, Book, and Candle.” The titular trio are called every so often to perform arcane religious ceremonies, but at no little cost to themselves. How they relate to one another and their functions, and what it takes out of them, is told in this lyrical narrative that seems to be part truth and part dream. It’s intriguing, and occasionally ambiguous.

Michael J. DeLuca’s “The Tarrying Messenger” never stops, never slows down as it tells the story of Molly, a bike-riding traveler who stumbles across a bizarre ceremony involving an angel and a sort-of prophet. Kinetic and fluid, this story addresses issues of faith, belief, and one’s inner nature.

There’s something about Laird Barron’s “The Occultation” that seems designed to drive off the casual reader. Perhaps it’s his deliberate use of European-style punctuation (rather than double quotes — ” — to denote dialogue) to alienate readers looking for a sense of familiarity, or perhaps it’s the stark, uncensored way in which the protagonists talk and act, indulging in base desires and dark behaviors. To be honest, I certainly couldn’t get into it, but it’s bound to appeal to those who enjoy edgier fare.

Ekaterina Sedia offers up “There Is A Monster Under Helen’s Bed” for our consideration. Helen, a Russian orphan adopted by an American couple, has troubles adjusting to her new home and surroundings, a traumatic youth manifesting itself in unexpected ways. Is the monster under her bed real, or is something more realistic, if just as horrifying, at work here? Why can’t Helen get along with her new family? Is she secretly broken? Sedia’s story lingers on the senses as it comes to a close, leaving questions unanswered and conclusions unfulfilled.

Marie Brennan evokes the ancient, lost civilizations of the Mayans and Aztecs, and infuses them with an alien, mythic feel in her tale of a woman seeking revenge for her shattered caste, in “A Mask of Flesh.” Brennan does an excellent job of creating a fascinating, complex society in a short period of time, and raising a number of questions along the way. I wouldn’t mind seeing her return to this world at some point, to further flesh out things barely touched upon in this story.

John C. Wright gets the “I wish I’d thought of that” award from me, for his story, “Choosers of the Slain.”” On the last day of a brutal war, the commander of a broken army readies himself for a suicidal, final attack upon the other side, one that will cost him his life and catapult him into legend. But just as he’s about to fire, a blonde beauty appears out of nowhere, offering him a deal. But what will his fate ultimately be? Cleverly reworking an aspect of Norse myth, this story hints at a much larger world, and events playing out both before and after the scene in question. It’s a simple concept, but stunning nonetheless in the execution.

“Akhila, Divided,” by C.S. MacCath, is another fascinating story set in a world I’d love to see more thoroughly explored. A sentient nanobomb, capable of shapeshifting and massive destruction, comes to a small community. Perhaps to inflict damage, perhaps to seek refuge. But what manner of reception will she receive here, and how will it determine the course of her actions? Mixing themes of religion, faith, redemption, revenge and sacrifice, this is a thought-provoking tale that tackles some complex subjects to admirable results.

Joanna Galbraith reveals the unusual secret of the Moon in “The Moon-Keeper’s Friend.” Every day, the Moon comes to rest upon the roof of a small roadside teahouse, where it sleeps until nighttime. The owner of the teahouse, Mohammed Muneer, protects it as best he can, and in return, his teahouse plays host to some unusual visitors. But things are not entirely as they seem… Quirky and whimsical, this is a deceptively light story that doesn’t reveal its true nature until the very end.

Deborah Biancotti explores the true nature of the universe in “The Tailor of Time,” where that selfsame individual, responsible for sewing together bits and pieces of time to create the ever-changing days and nights, is visited by a man who asks for a small, simple favor. Sadly, this favor, for all that it’s proposed in the best of intentions, is near-impossible to grant, but the Tailor, just this once, will try. What happens then is a mystery, one not even the great Engineer who designed the progress of time itself, can explain. Beautifully told, it’s filled with rich imagery and interesting concepts.

Other authors in this anthology include Erin Hoffman, David Sandner, Cat Sparks, Tanith Lee, Jennifer Crow, and Vandana Singh. All in all, Clockwork Phoenix has quite a lot to offer, and Mike Allen definitely lives up to his goal; this is a collection of rare treasures and intriguing stories, pushing boundaries and making the reader think. Many I liked, a few I didn’t, but I can’t argue with the craftsmanship that went into each and every one. This is not an easy anthology to read, and it was even harder to review, simply because it stretches out of the usual comfort zone, offering up entire new worlds and concepts to play with. However, that’s a good thing. Without collections like this to make us actually work at understanding, comprehending, and enjoying, we’d never know where our limits are. I’d have to say I enjoyed Clockwork Phoenix, and I expect to see a few of these stories gracing assorted “Best of…” lists come next year. If you want something new, different, and challenging, this is an anthology worth checking out.

Originally reviewed for SF Site, 2009

Trolls’ Eye View, edited by Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling (Viking, 2009)

In this new collection of short stories from acclaimed anthologists Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling, fifteen of the field’s best fantasy authors tackle the subject of fairy tales, retold from the viewpoint of the villain, and aimed at a younger audience. In these stories, they explore things from a new perspective. Are fairy tale antagonists really evil, or just misunderstood? Are they sympathetic, or do they deserve their dire fates? And who really does live happily ever after? Some of those answers may just be found in this book.

Delia Sherman examines the role of the evil wizard, in “Wizard’s Apprentice,” in which a young man chooses the life of an apprentice rather than go on with an undesirable home life. What he learns may just surprise him.

Garth Nix completely reverses the line between good and evil with his retelling of Rapunzel. In “An Unwelcome Guest,” it’s Rapunzel who’s forcing her presence upon a rather unhappy witch, and only a clever reinterpretation of the rules will get rid of this undesirable houseguest.

Nina Kiriki Hoffman opts for a more straight-forward retelling of The Goose Girl, but from the viewpoint of the unfaithful maidservant. In “Rags and Riches,” we’re shown just how and why that maidservant chose to become a princess, and how her choices affected her. It’s a subtle bending of the old story, but intriguing nonetheless, especially with its hints for a wide-open future for the protagonist.

In “Up The Down Beanstalk: A Wife Remembers,” Peter Beagle suggests that the thing with Jack and the giant and the goose that laid the golden eggs may have been blown out of proportion and subject to misunderstanding. The end result is something far less dramatic, but far more humanizing.

Ellen Kushner’s “The Shoes That Were Danced To Pieces” is an elegant, low-key retelling of the Twelve Dancing Princesses. In the absence of a true villain for that story, it twists one small but vital aspect of the tale to take on the topic of responsibility and maturity, leading to a satisfying conclusion.

Holly Black’s offering, “The Boy Who Cried Wolf” is a rather chilling little piece, about a young man who knows too much for his own good, and who makes a tragic choice in the interests of doing the right thing. This is one of those stories where bad things happen to good people, not the comforting sort at all.

Jane Yolen’s “Troll” looks at the story about the three goats and the bridge from what else, the viewpoint of the troll. Short and sweet, it shows that sometimes, all the villain wants is a nice, tasty, cooked meal.

Nancy Farmer juxtaposes history, literature, and fairy tales with her story of “Castle Othello,” which merges Bluebeard and Othello and adding an interesting twist to their combined history. The result is both wry and respectful, making for an intriguing story all around.

In all of the fairy tale world, few villains have ever been as universally abused and cheated as poor Rumplestiltskin, who made a fair deal by his own standards and was then undone by his client’s case of buyer’s remorse. Well, in Michael Cadnum’s “‘Skin,” we’re treated to a far different interpretation of said tale, where the baby-desiring nature of the titular spinner-of-gold are explored and put into a new light. Is he a villain for having certain culinary desires, or just a gourmand? And is the miller’s daughter so sympathetic after all? It’s an interestingly warped retelling, all in all.

Catherynne M. Valente revisits the witch of Hansel and Gretel, telling her unusual story and unique origins in “A Delicate Architecture.” It’s a beautiful, haunting, strange piece that explores what sort of woman would live in a gingerbread house in the woods. With a little bit of The Gingerbread Man tossed in for good measure (or so it seems) it’s thoughtful and poetic, told with Valente’s usual attention to detail and imagery.

In “Molly,” by Midori Snyder, a different story of clever humans versus giants is uprooted and retold. And once again, the so-called villains are the sympathetic parties, minding their own business until a mean-spirited ‘hero’ comes along to torment them. Poignant and provocative, it summons up the image of unjustly-persecuted minorities just as much as it does fairy tale monsters.

Kelly Link looks at the nature of being a villain, focused through the lense of step-sibling rivalry in “The Cinderella Game.” This is another one of those stories where things are more than a little disturbing, and you’re not sure who to root for … if anyone. Frankly, this is the perfect setup for one of those horror stories featuring naughty, evil children who come to bad ends.

Neil Gaiman’s poem “Observing the Formalities” takes a new look at Sleeping Beauty from the viewpoint of the “bad” fairy. Joseph Stanton’s poem “Puss in Boots, The Sequel” adds a new spin to that particular tale, and “Faery Tales” by Wendy Froud is a poetic speculation on what happens to some of those who live happily ever after.

Not one of these stories is anything less than excellent. They certainly fulfill the mandate of retelling and reexamining fairy tales from the perspective of the traditional villain. Evil witches, trolls, bad fairies, giants and more get their day in the sun, and as you can see, it’s not even as simple as every story making them come out as the true heroes. There’s a subtle complexity, a questioning of traditional fairy tale morals, a subversion of the familiar, and taken as a whole, it gets the point across without overdoing it. So in that regard, A Troll’s Eye View is a splendid anthology. My only gripe is that the stories are too short. Many of them end just as they get good, or leave the reader wanting more about those characters or set in that world. There’s so much room for expansion and further exploration that it’s a disappointment to have the story over with so quickly. And when my only complaint is that I didn’t get enough, that’s definitely a plus in my book. Of course, this anthology -is- aimed at somewhat younger readers, the 9-and-up crowd, so there’s only so far you can go and keep it audience-friendly. Ultimately, Windling and Datlow do what they’ve always done: deliver a top-notch collection filled with excellent authors and perfectly-chosen stories. As always, a superb read.

Originally reviews for SF Site, 2009

A Note About Reviews

We’re currently in the process of uploading and editing the hundreds of reviews I’ve written over the past decade. Mind you, these reviews span half a dozen different venues and just as many formats, ranging fron the extremely short to the long and rambling. Thus, expect a little mess and inconsistency while things are coaxed into some semblance of uniformity and order, links are checked, and so on. Unfortunately, there’s no real rhyme or reason to the order in which reviews have been or will be entered, so if you’re curious about a particular author or book, feel free to use the search bar.

I have to issue my thanks to Rodger Turner of SF Site and Cat Eldridge of The Green Man Review for allowing me to archive my reviews here, even while the original copies are still posted on their respective sites. For those reviews which ran in SF Chronicle, Absolute Magnitude, and Realms of Fantasy, this will be the only place to find them online … once they’re uploaded, of course.

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Warrior Wisewoman, edited by Roby James (Norilana Books, 2008)

Meant in part as a science fiction companion to the long-running (and recently-resurrected) fantasy anthology series Sword and Sorceress, Warrior Wisewoman is . . . well, a complex creature, if one reads the note of explanation in the back. There, publisher Vera Nazarian says that not only is Warrior Wisewoman meant to serve as a counterpart for Sword and Sorceress, containing science fiction stories featuring strong female characters, it’s also meant to contain adult themes for a more mature audience, and present “action and adventure hinging on the sense of wonder that comes from both the scientific exploration of the universe all around us and the spiritual exploration of the other equally grand universe that lies inside.” Whew, sounds like a tall order to me. Initially, I figured that the logical science fiction companion to something like Sword and Sorceress would involve rocketships, rayguns, and bug-eyed aliens, only with strong female protagonists . . . space opera meets Ripley from Aliens, basically. Instead, it seems that editor Roby James has gone for something far different. I wanted to make that clear up front. What you’ll find here is not “classic” science fiction, and certainly not the feminine (or feminist) flipside to Heinlein, Asimov, or E.E. “Doc” Smith. It’s introspective, spiritual, experimental, and in some cases downright oblique. But does the collection work? Let’s take a closer look at some of the stories.

Douglas A. Van Belle turns in “Ungraceful Cliff Dwellers,” which is all about how a semi-primitive society deals with their God, a rather active and somewhat fallible being who makes frequent appearances in their lives to guide and teach them. As the protagonist continues her association with God, she learns more than any before her ever have about why her people exist, and their role in the universe. It’s an interesting story that gradually unfolds over time, but it seems to lack a little something by way of description, leaving things in a nebulous state of existence. It’s a rather cerebral story, featuring long conversations and a measure of character growth, but no action or adventure to speak of.

Rose Lemberg’s “To Find Home Again” suffers from some of that same lack of explanation, as it follows Ria, a woman who seems to be part soldier, part slave, able to fight as needed but otherwise subject to the whims and needs of her Master and his fellow crew. An ill-advised mission leads her to an unexpected detour in her career, and she’s subsequently forced to reclaim her sense of self and identity. I can’t help but wish Lemberg had opted for a little more exposition and a little less introspection, as I was never really caught up in the trials and tribulations of the main character.

Bhaskar Dutt gives us a rather strong story in “An Ashwini Apart,” which looks at the intertwined tales of Charunee and Isabella. As Ashwini, genetically-engineered pairs who can manipulate peoples’ life energy (ki) to heal or harm, they’re nothing without their opposite half — usually their own twin. Charunee and Isabella have lost their twins, but can they match up with one another to reach their potential? As the story progresses, it becomes clear that one or both may be hiding secrets. There’s a fascinating concept at play, here, and Dutt does a lovely job of showing things from two different viewpoints as he explores the mystery at the heart of the story.

In Fran LaPlaca’s “Faith,” a career soldier lands in a small community with her squadron, intent on doing some recruiting for the Navy. However, this planet has discovered an unusual sort of religion. What’s going on? The truth may be too painful to accept. An interesting story with a slow start, it builds to an emotional climax. I’d be interested in seeing more of the characters and background introduced here.

“Among The Wastes Of Time,” by Mary Catelli, is another one of the stronger offerings in this collection, though the transitions between past and present are occasionally confusing and awkward. However, we’re treated to a poignant, powerful story as one woman weighs the letter of the law versus the greater good. On the space station she calls home, an alien simply known as The Last, so-called for being the only one remaining of its species, has priority in any and all emergency situations, no matter who might suffer in its place. Does the last of a species deserve special treatment when dozens of regular people are in jeopardy? It’s up to April to make the hard call that no one else can, or will. With an intriguing setting, and a genuine moral dilemma at stake, this story is thought-provoking and complex.

The protagonist of Peg Robinson’s “As Darwin Decreed” faces a similar problem. A geneticist, she possesses the knowledge and desire to help humans adapt to an alien planet, but the rules in place prevent her from doing so, no matter who might suffer and die in the meantime. However, when a native species faces problems due to the presence of humans, it all comes down to a choice: us or them. Can she defy authority to find a third option? It’s not easy to do the right thing when the right thing is illegal. Another thought-provoking story about the hard choices we all face, it’s interesting that both this and Catelli’s story feature mothers who’ve lost their children as a result of the problem they must now solve.

“Christmas Wedding,” by Vylar Kaftan, takes place in the near future, after ecological and economic disasters have helped to plunge the world into chaos. However, life continues for some people. For Mel, Corie, and Rayvenna, nothing will stop the three women from uniting their lives in an unorthodox wedding, as a symbol of life, love, and hope. But they’ve all been hurt, mentally or physically, in the months preceding . . . can they really forge a life together? This is another one of those intellectual, emotional, spiritual stories that relies more on character than on action or adventure, and the post-apocalyptic setting is really just stage dressing for this piece on relationships and overcoming the odds.

In Sally Kuntz’ “Only A Personal Tragedy,” a young woman sacrifices everything for peace, when war comes to her home. Is she strong enough to go against her friends and family and community in order to save their lives, or will she buckle under the weight of betraying them? It may cost her more than she expects. This story’s bound to raise questions of right and wrong, treason and justice, but the science fiction setting is fairly irrelevant to the narrative as a whole.

Other authors in this collection include Catherine Mintz, Nancy Fulda, Anna Sykora, and Colleen Anderson. All in all, this is definitely a mixed bag of stories. Roby James was shooting for a blend, answering the twin questions of “What makes a woman a warrior?” and “What makes a woman wise?” and in that respect, I suppose she might have been successful. However, very few of these stories really grabbed me emotionally. Perhaps it’s just not that they appealed to my sensibilities, perhaps it’s a fundamental difference between male and female mindsets, perhaps it’s something impossible to define. Technically, this collection is competent, with a few stand-outs to really capture the attention, but overall, I fear that the theme may be just a little too esoteric, a little too specialized to find widespread appeal. I’ll be interested to see how future volumes in this series fare.

Originally posted on SF Site, 2009

New Project: Scheherazade's Facade

In addition to my unexpected career tangent into writing erotic, I’ve also taken on the job of editing an anthology. Scheherazade’s Facade: Fantastical Tales of Gender Bending, Cross-Dressing and Transformation will feature all new fantasy stories, and will be published by Norilana Books in October, 2010.

Full details can be found on this very site: Check them out!