Monthly Archives: July 2017
Science Fiction is a broad term. I just learned that urban fantasy is included science fiction. Can you imagine? All these years I avoided the Science Fiction category at the bookstore when I really shouldn’t have. I was being biased. I was thinking Science fiction is strictly about aliens. Not. Fantasy can be included in science fiction or it science fiction can be included in fantasy. However you want to classify it. Urban fantasy, dark fantasy, paranormal, supernatural, mythological – all can be associated with science fiction. This is just one example why no one can agree. Which came first? Fantasy or science fiction? I’d say fantasy, but then someone else would debate a good point of view that could easily change my mind.
The mystery category is another favorite. You have your thrillers, police procedurals, noir, detective, cozy and the list goes on. I tried nearly all mystery classifications. There are mysteries that cross genre lines just like science fiction crosses genre lines too. Cozy mysteries are gentle mysteries with no graphic sex or violence and usually has a female protagonist that leads the investigation and she’s most likely not a professional police person. For example, I love this cozy mystery featuring a ghost detective. Aunt Dimity’s series by Nancy Atherton is pretty awesome. This series was published back when there were no electronic books (1993), so that series was a treasure to find when I could find it. I tried Abby Cooper, Psychic Eye Mystery by Victoria Laurie and loved it. She published in 2004 and is still going strong in 2017 with the release of book #15. There are a ton of cozies out there and they are easy to read. No mystifying symbolism or cryptic puzzles – just a relaxing escape whodunnit.
Thrillers are a little harder on the nerves. Someone is after someone else and I can always hear the footsteps behind me. An example of a thriller series is James Patterson‘s Alex Cross series. Or in Mr. Patterson’s poker playing buddy, Richard Castle‘s protagonist, Nikki Heat. Or Dean Koontz. In my opinion, Thriller and Suspense are sort of the same. Kind of. Suspense to me is when the detective gathers the group of suspects in a room and susses out the killer. Like Agatha Christie does in her books. Or Rex Stout with Nero Wolfe. Thriller or Psychological Thriller is more like Thomas Harris and the Hannibal Lecter series. *shiver* Those are the stories that I stay so far away from they could qualify as in a different hemisphere. Seriously, they don’t call me Nervous Nellie for no good reason.
Police Procedurals are focused on an investigation and the story is told from the detective inside the investigation. An example of thatcould be Max Allen Collins‘s CSI: Mortal Wounds. These books are told from the viewpoint of the actual CSI: Las Vegas characters. I devoured these books. Mystery books have always been my favorite. I started in the cozy section and gradually got more hard core-if you can call J.D. Robb‘s IN Death series hard core. Or maybe Kathy Reichs character Temperance Brennan series.
One of my favorite series totally crossed all genre lines. It was written by Justin Gustanis and the series is Occult Crimes Unit Investigations. Also, the Anya Kalinczyk series by Laura Bickle was another series that did not get a fair run. Another one is the Mindspace Investigations by Alex Hughes. The publisher cut that one off much to my dismay. It’s just not right.
I mentioned hard core a couple of paragraphs ago – actually, it’s called Hard Boiled. I like these too. This genre crosses lines of urban fantasy and science fiction. Hard Boiled is exactly what it sounds like. There is no cozy about it. The protagonist is most likely cynical, grumpy and…well…hard boiled. I like reading these types of stories because the characters are bad ass. For instance, Steven McHugh publishes the Hellequin Chronicles. Richard Kadrey publishes Sandman Slim. Sean Cummings put Tim Reaper out there too.
Join me next time for more “Talking Books with Nell”.
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Sorry I have been MIA for the last couple of weeks. I am having a family crisis and you all know when that happens all other things fall away. Anyway, I don’t have much news for you today, but here’s what I do have:
- New release from Melissa Olson scheduled on July 25, 2017. If you haven’t ever checked out Scarlett Bernard, now is a good time to get started. It’s a great series and easy to get lost in.
Title: Blood Gamble
Author: Melissa Olson
Series: Disrupted Magic #2
Publisher’s Description: If there is one city that Scarlett Bernard hates, it’s Las Vegas. But when the cardinal vampire of Los Angeles convinces her to go investigate a new vampire-themed stage show, Scarlett quickly finds herself shoulder-deep in sequins, slot machines, and Old World intrigue.
The show’s creators are vampire celebrities Arthur and Lucy Holmwood, who once inspired characters from the original Dracula. Now, however, they have no qualms about announcing their true status to the human world, endangering the secrecy of the Old World and Scarlett’s mission to keep it hidden.
But before she can begin untangling the Holmwoods’ motives, Scarlett also discovers that their new production has attracted more than just fans: Las Vegas’s many vampires are suddenly disappearing, and rumors are flying that actual vampire hunters may have followed Arthur and Lucy to town.
Now, without her allies, her bargest, or her frequent partner Jesse Cruz, Scarlett must navigate a new underworld of secrets and murders in a city where nothing is ever as it seems. And the stakes have never been higher.
Now, if anyone is concerned about running out of Scarlett Bernard books to read, do not fear – also, if you haven’t checked out the Boundary Magic series – that’s another one that really needs a look. Here’s what Melissa said regarding a question asked if there would be more Scarlett Bernard books:
Yep! I’m doing the third Boundary Magic book right now, and then I’m writing a new Scarlett. No title yet, but it’ll have to do with the Vampire Trials that I hinted about in the first trilogy.
- I know this is old (October 2015) but Jim Butcher lovers out there may not have seen this interview. Jim talks about all of his books-Harry Dresden and the others. Check out the interview.
That’s all I got this week. I’m hopeful that the family crisis turns out well so I can return to writing on a more regular basis. Sorry for the hit and miss.
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In the fourth installment of the teen witch series, Alex returns to her hometown in Montana to rescue her best bud from a bad decision and to confront her father.
Alex and Cam return to Alex’s hometown in Montana to settle some scores. Numero Uno: Someone is trying to block Alex from being adopted by Cam’s family. Could it be Alex’s deadbeat stepdad? Numero Dos: Alex’s bud Evan is being blamed for a school death threat. When stepdad turns up Six Feet Under, the girls must power up for another battle with the forces of evil.
Kat Mandu says…
Dead Wrong takes us back to Crow Creek, Montana where spunky and punky Alex grew up. She and Cam have come on a mission to save Alex’s best bud, Evan. Not to mention deal with her dad, who is trying to gain custody of her.
Naturally, they find a lot more trouble than what they bargained for. Thantos and Fredo have been skulking around and now Alex’s dad is six feet under. Evan is tangled up with a group of jerky punks who are threatening to burn the local school to the ground. So the girls have got to get all their magic together and save the day.
There’s a lot of coincidental moments that get them out of trouble quite often I’m not exactly fond of, but also have learned to expect from this particular target age group. Again, my favorite part of the whole series is who the girls deal with real-life issues. It’s almost like the book was intended to be contemporary, dealing with issues you see more in real life… and then magic is thrown in for the twist. Cam and Alex may be silly teenage girls, but they’re real enough that I’d want them to be my friends.
All in all, this is another great book in the series.
Our reviews in this series…
- The Power Of Two
- Building A Mystery
- Seeing Is Deceiving
- Dead Wrong
- Don’t Think Twice (All Coming Soon!)
- Double Jeopardy
- Kindred Spirits
- The Witch Hunters
- Split Decision
- Destiny’s Twins
…you might try Daughters of the Moon by Lynne Ewing, Sweep by Cate Tiernan, and Witches’ Key To Terror by Silver RavenWolf.
Simmons is quickly becoming one of my favorite authors. Here she shares some of the inspiration behind The Glass Arrow and a sneak peak at the novel.
Q: Please introduce us to Aya and share some general background on THE GLASS ARROW.
A: Aya has been one of my favorite characters to write. Born into a world where women are endangered, where girls are condemned as breeders and misogyny is the norm, she’s learned to adapt and survive by flying under the radar. With her family – a small group of free women – she hides from those who would see her sold into domestic slavery. Aya is tough: she hunts, fishes, defends her family. When she’s captured and brought into captivity at the Garden, a training facility for girls, her life is turned upside down. All she can think about is reconnecting to the people she loves, and reclaiming her freedom, but she has to be smart in order to escape, and that may involve trusting a very unlikely ally.
Q: What inspired you to write THE GLASS ARROW?
A: A few stories on the news, and some social issues that seem to continue rising, but mostly my own experience. The transition into high school was difficult for me, as it is for many people. Before that time, I remember feeling like I could do anything, be anyone. I was valued because I was creative, and interesting, and smart, but once I stepped foot into high school, things changed. It didn’t matter what kind of person I was; all that was important was if I was wearing the right clothes, or had my hair done the right way. If I was pretty. Boys judged us based on a star system – “She’s an eight,” they’d say, or “Her face is a nine, but the rest of her is a four.” And worse, girls began sharing that same judgment, trying to raise these numbers to be cool, and popular. They’d compare themselves against each other, make it a competition. This, as I quickly learned, was what it meant to be a young woman.
That experience transformed into Aya’s existence – her journey from the freedom of the mountains, where she was important for so many reasons, to the Garden, where she is dressed up, and taught to be, above all things, attractive. Where she has to compete against other girls for votes come auction day. On that auction stage, Aya’s given a star rating based on her looks, which is what her potential buyers will use to determine their bidding. It bears a direct correlation to my life as a teenager – to the lives of many teenagers.
When it all comes down to it, I wanted to write a story where worth is determined by so much more than the value other people place on your body.
Q: A lot has happened in the “real world” since the novel first came out in 2015. Does it feel surreal looking back at the book now?
A: Ah, I wish it did! Unfortunately, I feel like a lot of these issues are still very, scarily relevant, not just for young women, but all people. It seems like every time I see the news there is another incident of someone being measured by their looks rather than their internal worth, of women being degraded and disrespected, and of advantage being taken of someone’s body and mind. It frightens me that these issues persist, but I never claim that THE GLASS ARROW was a look into the future. To me, it was always a way of processing the present.
Q: Congratulations for the surge of attention the book is receiving, thanks to things like the Hulu adaptation of THE HANDMAID’S TALE. What do you want readers to take with them after reading THE GLASS ARROW?
A: Thank you very much! I am delighted by the mention, and honored to be included in the same thought as the great HANDMAID’S TALE. If people do find their way to my book as a response, I hope they take away that they are so much more important than the sometimes superficial and careless values other people assign to them. As Aya says in the book, I hope they know that there are not enough stars in the night sky to measure their worth.
Q: Besides other classics like Margaret Atwood’s book, do you have any recommendations for readers wanting to explore more dystopian fiction and speculative fiction works?
A: How about METALTOWN by Kristen Simmons? That’s a great dystopian! Or the ARTICLE 5 series, about a world where the Bill of Rights has been replaced by moral law… Ok, ok, I’m sorry. That was shameless. I always recommend LITTLE BROTHER by Cory Doctorow, THE PASSAGE by Justin Cronin, Marie Lu’s Legend series, and of course, THE ROAD by Cormac McCarthy. Those are all thrilling, and excellent looks both at the present, and the future.
Q: What are you working on now, and when can readers expect to see your next book?
A: I have two books coming out in 2018, and can’t wait to share both of them. PACIFICA will be released March 6, 2018, and is about a world after the polar ice caps have melted, and a pirate girl and the son of the president find themselves in the middle of a building civil war. It’s a story largely informed my my great grandmother’s internment in World War II. In the fall, I’ll have a new series starting. THE PRICE OF ADMISSION, first in the Valhalla Academy books, is about a girl accepted into an elite boarding school for con artists. I hope readers love them both!
Q: Where can readers find you online?
A: I’m always available through social media – Twitter and Instagram at @kris10writes, and Facebook at Author.KristenSimmons. I’d love to hear from you!
Thanks for taking the time to read this, and remember, you’re worth more than all the stars in the night sky.
Kristen Simmons is the author of the ARTICLE 5 series (ARTICLE 5, BREAKING POINT, and THREE), THE GLASS ARROW, METALTOWN, PACIFICA (coming March 2018 from Tor Teen), and THE PRICE OF ADMISSION (coming Fall 2018 from Tor Teen). She has a master’s degree in social work and loves red velvet cupcakes. She lives with her family in Cincinnati, Ohio.
Read on for an exciting excerpt from The Glass Arrow!
“Run, Aya! I feel them! They’re coming!”
I know a moment later what she means. The horses’ hooves are striking the ground, vibrating the gravel beneath my knees. I look to the brush beside us and quickly consider dragging Metea into it, but the horses are too close. If I’m going to save myself I don’t have time.
“Get up!” I am crying now. The salty tears blend with my sweat and burn my eyes.
“Leave me.” “No!”
Even as I say it I’m rising, hooking my arms beneath hers, pulling her back against my chest. But she’s dead weight and I collapse. She rolls limply to one side. I kiss her cheek, and hope she knows that I love her. I will sing Bian’s soul to the next life. I will sing her soul there too, because she surely is doomed to his same fate.
“Run,” she says one last time, and I release her.
I sprint due north, the opposite direction from the cave where I hope Salma has hidden the twins. I run as hard and as fast as I can, fueled by fear and hatred. My feet barely graze the ground for long enough to propel me forward, but still I can feel the earth tremble beneath them. The Trackers are coming closer. The Magnate is right on my heels.
I dodge in my zigzag pattern. I spin around the pine trees and barely feel the gray bark as it nicks my arms and legs. My hide pants rip near the knee when I cut too close to a sharp rock, and I know that it’s taken a hunk of my skin, too. No time to check the damage, no time for pain. I hurdle over a stream-bed and continue to run.
A break in the noise behind me, and I make the mistake that will cost me my freedom.
I look back.
They are close. So much closer than I thought. Two horses have jumped the creek. They are back on the bank now, twenty paces behind me. I catch a glimpse of the tattered clothes of the Trackers, and their lanky, rented geldings, frothing at the bit. The faces of the Virulent are ashy, scarred, and starved. Not just for food, but for income. They see me as a paycheck. I’ve got a credit sign tattooed across my back.
I run again, forcing my cramping muscles to push harder. Suddenly, a crack pierces the air, and something metal— first cold, then shockingly hot—winds around my right calf. I cannot hold back the scream this time as I crash to the ground.
The wire contracts, cutting through the skin and into the flesh and muscle of my leg. The heat turns electric, and soon it is shocking me, sending volts of lightning up through my hips, vibrating my insides. My whole body begins to thrash wildly, and I’m powerless to hold still. The pressure squeezes my lungs and I can’t swallow. I start to pant; it is all I can do to get enough air.
A net shoots out over me. I can see it even through my quaking vision. My seizing arms become instantly tangled.
“Release the wire! Release it!” orders a strident male voice.
A second later, the wire retracts its hold, and I gasp. The blood from my leg pools over the skin and soaks the dirt below. But I know I have no time to rest. I must push forward. To avoid the meat market, to keep my family safe, I must get away.
I begin to crawl, one elbow digging into the dirt, then the next. Fingers clawing into the mossy ground, dragging my useless leg. But my body is a corpse, and I cannot revive it.
Mother Hawk, I pray, please give me wings.
But my prayers are too late.
My voice is only a trembling whisper, but I sing. For Bian and for Metea. I sing as I push onward, the tears streaming from my eyes. I must try to set their souls free while I can.
Out of the corner of my eye I see the boney fetlocks of a chestnut horse. The smooth cartilage of his hooves is cracked. This must be a rental—the animal hasn’t even been shod. An instant later, black boots land on the ground beside my face. Tracker boots. I can hear the bay of the hounds now. The stupid mutts have found me last, even after the horses and the humans.
I keep trying to crawl away. My shirt is soaked by sweat and blood, some mine, some Metea’s. It drips on the ground. I bare my teeth, and swallow back the harsh copper liquid that is oozing into my mouth from a bite on the inside of my cheek. I am yelling, struggling against my failing body, summoning the strength to escape.
“Exciting, isn’t it boys?” I hear a man say. The same one who ordered the release of the wire.
He kneels on the ground and I notice he’s wearing fine linen pants and a collared shirt with a tie. If only I had the power to choke him with it. At least that would be vengeance for one death today. His face is smooth and creaseless, but there’s no fancy surgery to de-age his eyes. He’s at least fifty.
He’s wearing a symbol on his breast pocket. A red bird in flight. A cardinal. Bian has told me this is the symbol for the city of Glasscaster, the capitol. This must be where he plans on taking me. He’s ripping the net away, and for a moment I think he’s freeing me, he’s letting me go. But this is ridiculous. I’m who he wants.
Then, as though I’m an animal, he weaves his uncalloused, unblistered fingers into my black, spiraled hair, and jerks my head back so hard that I arch halfway off the ground. I hiss at the burn jolting across my scalp. He points to one of the Trackers, who’s holding a small black box. Thinking this is a gun, I close my eyes and brace for the shot that will end my life. But no shot comes.
“Open your eyes, and smile,” the Magnate says. With his other hand he is fixing his wave of stylishly silver hair, which has become ruffled in the chase.
I do open my eyes, and I focus through my quaking vision on the black box. I’ve heard Bian talk about these things. Picture boxes. They freeze your image, so that it can be preserved forever. Like a trophy.
I’m going to remember this moment forever, too. And I don’t even need his stupid picture box.
I received an ARC or review copy of this book from the author/publisher. All opinions are my own.
Publisher’s Description: Once there was a time when men and women lived as equals, when girl babies were valued, and women could belong only to themselves. But that was ten generations ago. Now women are property, to be sold and owned and bred, while a strict census keeps their numbers manageable and under control. The best any girl can hope for is to end up as some man’s forever wife, but most are simply sold and resold until they’re all used up.
Only in the wilderness, away from the city, can true freedom be found. Aya has spent her whole life in the mountains, looking out for her family and hiding from the world, until the day the Trackers finally catch her.
Stolen from her home, and being groomed for auction, Aya is desperate to escape her fate and return to her family, but her only allies are a loyal wolf she’s raised from a pup and a strange mute boy who may be her best hope for freedom . . . if she can truly trust him.
Luna Lovebooks says…
You may be thinking: “Oh great. Another YA dystopian novel where the girl has multiple love interests and over throws an oppressive government all on her own at the age of 16.” WRONG! This standalone is about an headstrong girl stuck in a cruel man dominated world but the only thing she wants is to liver her life the way she wants. To no belong to anybody but herself. There is no teenager starting a rebellion. No tyrannical government leader. I love that this is what makes this book one of a kind.
I kept waiting for those protesters to do something drastic and the main character to take up their cause because that is what I am used to. But it never happens. The characters in this novel don’t have that luxury. If they even looked at someone wrong they got killed. Theirs truly is a ruthless world. So it was very refreshing to see that many of the characters looked out for themselves. It is realistic.
I alternated between devouring this novel and wanting to throw it against the wall. Purity is highly valued and fertile women from the wilds even more so because women from the city seem to have infertility problems due to diet supplements. The tone of this book is dark and heavy when it comes to the theme of abuse, sexism and sexual assault. this was usually the point where I would want to throw it against the wall and scream “For the love of God! Someone DO something!”
I love, love, loved the fact that the romance was very slow. It wasn’t insta-love and there were times where Aya was confused as to what these feelings were. Again this is something that is very realistic not just for girls but for teen and even adults as well.
Overall The Glass Arrow is a thrilling read. There are a few instances of sexual abuse and allusions to rape. It can be slow in some areas. Simmons will be on my author watch-list from now on. I give this novel 5 arrows.
I received an ARC or review copy of this book from the author/publisher. All opinions are my own.
Stay tuned for a Q & A with the author and an excerpt from The Glass Arrow!