You are browsing the archive for Evil Star.

Lepolts Leconsidelled

November 5, 2007 in Blogs

I’ve been reprimanded concerning this blog. The reprimand and the explanation were both in writing, and not terribly clear. On the one hand, it seems that the powers that be object to me saying too much about company projects and progress, and on the other hand it is felt that there is too much personal information included. I have explained that the point of the blog is to let people know what progress is being made and the obstacles, personal and professional, that impede that progress, but apparently I do not exercise sufficient discretion in what I reveal. However, I have also been told that this is not a directive to discontinue the Blogless Lepolt, so as of today I’m feeling my way through what to say.

I will say that despite the many complications this weekend’s Ubercon IX feels, from this point, like the best con I’ve yet done. I ran more players in more games than I can remember, and it created a very positive buzz throughout the convention, as people were talking up the game. Even more encouraging, when events would happen in play which I thought wouldn’t sit well, or I was having trouble juggling so many players in so many worlds, those whom I thought would be uncomfortable spontaneously commented about how fun and exciting it was. Even better, I have what I am presently considering a tentative invitation to Anonycon in Stamford, Connecticut, the third weekend of December–someone I understand to be the principle organizer is eager to play (to continue his game) and have it run at his convention, to the point that I think he’s going to comp my room as well as my badge. I’m eager to do it. Oh, and I sold a fair number of books, too, which will make everyone happy.

In case you hadn’t noticed, before I left I posted the promised review of the book Evil Star. Don’t ask me why I put the time into it; I think it was because it kept nagging at me, so I figured if I got it finished and posted I would stop wondering whether to do it.

So I’m back to the usual Monday stuff, which I won’t detail lest it contain too much personal information or something. I’m too tired to think through it all anyway, so let me turn my attention elsewhere.

–M. J. Young

In Re:  Evil Star

November 1, 2007 in Reviews

I was handed a reviewer copy of this book, Evil Star by Alexander Horowitz; it is billed as the second book in The Gatekeepers series. The first, Raven’s Gate, escaped my notice despite being on the New York Times’ Best Seller list at some point. (That has more to do with my inattention to such lists than with any lack of merit in the book.) It is entirely accidental that I received this book. It was tossed in the bag with my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, because the bookstore was celebrating the release of the book and looking for things they had around that they could give away. The person who gave me this book had no idea that I was a reviewer (he did know I was an author, and had read my novel), and no expectation that I should review it. However, I read it, and since it was a pre-release “early reader edition” copy I thought I would write a review.

I am sorely tempted to call this series, “Harry Potter Meets Cthulu”. The connections seem to scream at me.

The hero of the series, Matthew Freeman who prefers to be called Matt, is in this book fourteen years old; that makes him a bit older than Harry was in his second book (he had just turned twelve). It is not clear to me, however, how old Matt was in the beginning of the first book. Like Harry, Matt is an orphan, although it seems his parents really did die in a car accident and not until he was eight. That tale is told, apparently, in the first book. Like Harry, Matt has powers he does not understand and cannot always control; he was aware of the car accident before it occurred, and he sometimes has similar premonitions here. He also sometimes causes telekinetic events, but through severe emotional upset, not intention. He is even described as thin with unkempt dark hair and blue eyes.

The similarities to Harry don’t end there, though. We are told that there are seven gates, and apparently each book revolves around the effort to keep the next one closed. first grade math says that means there will be seven books in this series, just as there were in the Potter books. Matt is the hero, the focus of the stories; his friends, young and old, help him, but in the critical moments he is the one on the line.

In fairness to Horowitz, at least some of these are the tropes of the genre: fantasy books for adolescents have adolescent heroes. Cry of the Icemark was similar in some ways. Matt does not have a group of adolescent friends; he has the friendship of a young adult reporter, and the support of a secret international organization, but he is completely estranged from his peers. No one is helping him learn to use his powers. He is not exactly unique; there is much in the book about “the five”, of which he is the first to be identified, and he dreams about the other four trying to reach him. Still, in this book one of the others does reach him, recognizing him from his own dreams. He, too, has powers he does not understand, but they are very different powers.

As to Cthulu, he is never mentioned; however, the series revolves around a set of gates through which the “Old Ones” threaten to return to bring darkness to the word, and this book focuses on an ancient newly discovered book which tells how to open one of those gates. A wealthy reclusive businessman is the evil monster attempting to get the book and open the gate.

I did not feel that Matt was as familiar a character as Harry. It was a weakness of the book that I had trouble identifying with its hero. Harry stayed with family members who did not like him, but Matt had an insane former foster mother trying to kill him. Harry was alone at school but for a couple of friends, but Matt was alone on the streets of the Peruvian slums with a boy with whom he shared no common language. Harry meets creatures of fantasy and learns to control his power through the mentoring of those more experienced than he, while Matt meets Incan survivors and struggles to work through his own use of his powers. Where Harry’s powers made us feel that he was special, Matt’s powers make us feel that he is different; we want to be like Harry, but not like Matt. Even the fact that Harry goes to school in what seems a very ordinary way (despite it being a school for wizards) gives us a point of contact; Matt is behind in his education, because his life is constantly interrupted and he has to move to another school. It just never felt like Matt was a sympathetic character.

On the other hand, the author takes us on quite an adventure. Matt is the reluctant hero here; he wants to be a normal boy, but he’s not normal, and fate will not leave him alone. In his new school he is the outcast, and the fact that he pulls the fire alarm before the explosion that would have killed almost everyone only makes him less accepted. The Nexus, the organization that is fighting this battle, wants and perhaps needs his help, but he is trying to avoid getting involved–and yet gets pulled half way around the world and into the midst of the trouble as events unfold. It is not always clear who are the villains and who the allies, and more than once he flees from those who would have helped him. Scores, maybe hundreds, of people are trying to help him, but at the critical moment he stands alone but for the other, younger, boy.

The book is laced with some wonderful images, many of them descriptions of Peru from its ancient wonders to its modern slums. If there is a fault here, it lies in the interlacing of fantasy elements–a hidden Incan city, secret passages in those preserved wonders known only to the surviving Incans–with the hard facts. Even I am not certain where the facts ended and the fantasies began at times. That is only a fault because of the wonderfully clear portrayals of the realities of Peru, the author’s skill at bringing us into that place, and because (being published by Scholastic) it is targeted at a teen or pre-teen audience who will benefit greatly from the look at that society, if they can sort out the reality from the rest.

The copy I have has a number of errors in it which caught my eye as an editor, which may also have caught the eye of Scholastic’s editors before the finished version went to press. Most of these are minor typos, a wrong but similar word here or there. The mistake which most bothered me involved a description of the actions of a minor character, a truck driver on his way to be beaten and robbed. Before the incident we are told that he is thinking about asking a certain waitress at a certain truck stop out on a date; after the incident we are told that his wife was contacted and gave them important information. I prefer to think that the author overlooked part of what he was doing, rather than that he perceives married truck drivers commonly asking women out on dates; I hope, at least, that this was a mistake, and that it was corrected before the final copy.

I am tempted to attempt to obtain a copy of the first book. After all, it is often the case that one book in a series is weaker than the others, and this might be the weaker book. It is not a bad idea for a series; the Lovecraftian horror concepts are present but not terrifyingly so (although I’m probably not the best judge of that–Lovecraft has never frightened me). There is madness, there is betrayal, there are evil people working toward evil ends. Matt does not always emerge victorious, does not always make the best decisions, and is not always eager to do what he must do. However, he proves the hero through his efforts, and moves an epic story forward a significant chapter. I wouldn’t expect this to be the stuff of a best seller, but then, such things are determined by factors other than how they appeal to fifty-something author-reviewers.

The Not a Problem Problem

November 1, 2007 in Blogs

Some months back, when Ubercon IX was announced, I started looking at the problems and seeking solutions. There was a transportation problem even then, as the Caravan was already off the road and not coming back, but with several months I at least hoped that something would be resolved in that time, and there was plenty of talk to that end. The other big problem was that the convention had moved south a good distance, from Secaucus to Edison. We do not make enough money at Ubercon to justify funding a hotel room and restaurants (and dealers have commented that it is a small convention with slim return on investment), but it has always been perhaps forty minutes south of my parent’s home, and I’ve stayed with them each time, covering room and board through a family visit. This move makes that drive ninety minutes, so I knew I was going to have to find another place to stay.

Where that was doesn’t matter; suffice it that someone said tentatively yes, if roommates agreed, and the roommates voiced agreement to me, so I thought that was settled. It was only a couch with a roof over my head, but that would be sufficient, considering how little “free” time I have at these events. Then, last night when I called to firm up details, it all fell through.

I have been assured that we will be able to manage this, that alternative housing is already being arranged. It was just quite shocking and not a little disruptive, given that today is devoted to finalizing the transportation arrangements (a long drive to the end of the world) and I got shorted on sleep last night in preparation. However, I have not yet given up my expectation of being there, even if I do not yet have my sermon for Sunday morning’s Christian Gamers Guild sponsored worship service which is not yet on the schedule.

In other news, over the past few days I have been poking a stick at a review of a book, Evil Star. I think I will post it today, if I have time. It’s not a very good review, perhaps, but then, I’m not certain it was worth doing, and as the inverted saying goes, anything not worth doing is not worth doing well.

In brighter news, as I was digging through all the papers and piles here yesterday evening, trying to find everything I needed for the convention (I did find it all, although I had already started printing replacements for some of it before I got that far), I came upon a stack of papers which looks very like the lost edits for The Third Book of Worlds. I’ve stuffed them in a place where I do not think I can lose them–between the glass and the screen of the window behind my desk–and hope to examine them upon my return next week.

–M. J. Young

Shred and Paste Scheduling

September 20, 2007 in Blogs

When I went to bed last night, having accomplished almost nothing of my usual Wednesday work, I was expecting to be gone by now on a long and complicated day that would begin with taking my mother-in-law to see her doctor. However, one of our houseguests had to be taken to the hospital, and unfortunately not the local hospital but one of those up near my mother-in-law. Since he is like a son to us, and more so to my wife (whom he calls mother), he wanted her to take him. Since once she was there she realized she could not get back for me and get her mother to the doctor on time (which I knew when she announced she was leaving, but did not know how she would resolve that), she determined to do the medical trip herself. Thus I was handed a few hours I did not expect to have, and I am attempting to make the best of them. I could have wished that the new car was ready, but again I have been promised tomorrow, so I might actually have it then. I have not yet so completely believed the promise as to have made the inspection station appointment, but I think I can do it when I get home tonight.

Yes, I have two more appointments on my plate, and one will have me driving two hours north to pick up the son visiting his girlfriend, who is at school with the son who make college a reality in his plans. It is the former’s birthday today, and we are taking him out to dinner and bringing him home in time for the weekend stockholders meeting. Thus I am losing many hours, but to a good cause.

As for yesterday’s work, I am hoping that I can complete some of it, at least, tomorrow. I still have much to do tomorrow, because I will have no time before the meeting Saturday to get any of it completed, but there is some hope that I can do at least some of it tomorrow.

Nor have I been entirely idle. I created the computer files of those stock certificates, but there’s some glitch in the original that keeps getting transferred to the copies that disrupts the printer. I managed to solve it once before, but I’m not certain just how I did that at the moment and I don’t have a heck of a lot of time to work on it, but I think I’m closer, if I don’t have to start over.

I also finished reading, in those spare moments I get when I am forced to deal with biological matters, another fantasy book apparently aimed at the Harry Potter audience, although not, I think, terribly well. I am contemplating writing a review, but obviously not this week.

Oh, and for whatever it’s worth, as of this morning I have been included in the as yet unpublished Emerald’s Whos Who for Executives and Professionals, 2007-2008 edition. I’m sure I cheapen their standards, but since they don’t know that I’ll take the resume plum. I’m listed as a writer and editor, and maybe I’m not too bad at that. They say it’s good for networking, but somehow I doubt it will help me all that much. Am I being skeptical, or cynical?

Let me lose no more time here; there are threads awaiting, and I may have an hour left in which to address them.

–M. J. Young