Friday, January 17, 2020

My Thoughts On. . .

Under the Pendulum Sun
They say, “A picture paints a thousand words.”
Well, the imagery incorporated within Jeannette Ng’s outstanding masterpiece, “Under the Pendulum Sun”, creates an infinite landscape, delightful to behold:
Catherine Helstone’s brother disappeared while on a missionary expedition to Arcadia, the fabled land of the magical fae. Concerned for his welfare, she sets out on a hazardous journey, determined to uncover the truth.
But some truths are best left hidden.
And the fae themselves might not lead the fairytale existence that everyone imagines they do.
Arcadia is an ever evolving conjugation of breathtaking confusion and mind-warping wonder, you see. Its very existence is a constant flux, where breath-on-the-back-of-the-neck, glimpsed-out-of-the-corner-of-one-eye occurrences fill your every waking moment, just as often as taking a walk, or getting dressed. The people and creatures that inhabit this realm are the stuff of both dream and nightmare. Nothing is as it appears to be.
That’s what our heroine has to contend with.
And it’s not until Catherine appreciates that she has to let go of her preconceived notions and beliefs that she’ll be able to grasp the significance of what she needs to do to solve the mystery or her brother’s disappearance, and that of Arcadia itself. But doing so will change her life forever.
Bravo to Jeannette Ng. Under the Pendulum Sun, is an evocative fusion of hedonistic repression encompassed within the closeted strictures of the Victorian era. It's also a powerfully intimate story about the dangers of forbidden fruit, and how easily such things might entangle you if you but dare to take a bite.

Friday, January 3, 2020

My End of Year/New Year Thoughts on. . .

The Dragon Engine
Five war heroes and longtime friends set out on a quest to the Karamakkos Mountains in search of the Five Havens, long-abandoned dwarf cities of yesteryear that fables say still contain untold wealth, and treasures possessing uncanny powers.

The thing is, old wives tales change with the telling, and you can’t put faith in outdated stories that might be founded, more on wishful thinking than on a modicum of truth.

Shaky foundations don’t stop our intrepid five, though, who learn to their cost how quickly drunken promises and fiery resolve can turn to ash. Not long after they set out, their quest turns into a litany of anguish and misadventure, and their lives are changes forever.

Do they live to tell the tale?

This is the first Andy Remic book I’ve read . . . and it won’t be the last!
Filled with lusty deeds; heroic drinking and feasting; villainous scumbags you’ll want to throttle the life from; bone crunching, bloodthirsty battles; adult humor; and language ripe enough to make a drill sergeant blush, it’s like a night out in the filthiest dive on the wrong side of town with your Viking and Klingon buddies.

A frothing tankard of mead, and a well-worn battleaxe of a tale that will give you a definite hankering for carnage on a truly epic scale.