Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The Waters of Eternity - Howard Andrew Jones


   If anyone cares about my absence the past week, I went to beautiful Berks County in Pennsylvania.  It's increasingly good to get away from the Rock (Staten Island) and breathe less car pollution.  I was able to catch up on some planned reading for future reviews so I got that going for me too.  On the way home we took a detour and visited the Brandywine Battlefield.  Good times.
   I'm definitely coming to the party late in regards to the swords and sorcery writing of Black Gate's managing editor, Howard Andrew Jones.  Last summer, when I started making this blog a real and regular thing  Jones' first novel about the scholar Dabir and swordsman Asim, "The Desert of Souls", was getting very favorable notices across the fantasy ghettos of the blogosphere and equally good reviews in the wider world.  It had favorable blurbs from some of my favorite writers like Glen Cook.  So what took me till now to actually read any of his work?  I mean  S&S adventure set during the Abbasid Caliphate and in spectacular, ancient Mosul sounds pretty dang exciting, doesn't it?
   Well, a big reason is, I'm cheap (the other reasons are that I have a lot of stuff on the to-be-read pile and I'm lazy).  It's a large component of why I buy used (and non-collectible) copies of of books and e-books.  When I buy e-books, I can't help but want them to be cheaper than what I'd pay for a hard copy.  When a publisher sets a price above Amazon's ceiling of $9.99 I need to know what I'm getting is going to be worth my money.  "Desert of Souls" was selling for $12.99 (with the sequel, "The Bones of the Old Ones", available for pre-order, they've dropped it to $9.99)  I imagine you're saying out loud right now, "C''mon, it's only a couple of bucks, ya' tightwad!"  You're right, I know that.  I also want authors like Jones to make as much money as they can so they can keep going creating tales of adventure so people like me can keep reading them.  But I'm cheap and I don't make the sorts of impulse book buys as I did even five years ago.  Since I hadn't read anything by him I just couldn't bring myself to press that 1-click purchase button.
  Well, in this modern age the publishers have tools at their disposal to lure the likes penny-pinching readers like me into their ink-stained clutches.  They offer us deals too good to refuse by making shorter works or collections available for low prices to let you see if you have a taste for someone's writing.  In Jones' case it's "The Waters of Eternity" for all of $2.99.  It collects most of the short stories about Dabir and Asim along with the first chapter of "The Desert of Souls".  One was left out because it forms part of "The Desert of Souls", one to be included in a Rogue Blades collection, and the third, the first he wrote, "An Audience with the King" is apparently too goofy (his word) for inclusion.
   So, with all that blathering said, last week I finally took the couple of hours I needed to read "The Waters of Eternity".  It's good, roots S&S with plenty of action, monsters, and colorful settings.  The heroes are Dabir, a scholar of great intellect and reputation as well as confidant and agent of the caliph, Harun al-Rashid, and Asim,  a swordsman of skill and cunning.  Asim also serves as the narrator of the book's six stories.  
   The book opens with Asim looking back to his youth and his friendship with Dabir.  It also establishes the "story-ness" of the book.  These are tales being told to an audience.  Asim describes with pride the way he once held audiences enthralled with his recounting of his and Dabir's adventures.  To ensure that memories of those times don't vanish with his death he has finally taken to writing them down.  They're written as if being told to us while sitting around at his feet.  In the afterword Jones states the stories are presented as Asim might have told them, not in chronological order.  Asim's voice is strong, giving us his thoughts and insights into Dabir's actions.  Jones provides just enough description of places and people to keep us from getting lost in the unknown place the early Islamic but still maintain an exotic aura.
   The stories themselves are the small adventures of the heroes while not out "racing to the world's far corners to save the caliphate".  Some, like the opener "The Thief of Hearts" and "The Slayer's Tread", are monster tales.  The former also introduces the reader to Dabir's detective talents as he follows the clues left at a horrific murder scene back to the crime's origins and perpetrator.  Most of the remaining stories, "Sight of Vengeance", "Servant of Iblis" and "Marked Man" in particular, are also detective tales.  Like Watson, Asim stands in for the reader, walking a step or two behind, following Dabir as he follows the clues to a solution.  Along the way are alchemists, ghouls, wicked Greeks and missing organs.  In other words, good stuff.
   "The Waters of Eternity" is the most surprising and moving story.  To save a governor's dying daughter, Dabir and Asim accompany a troop of soldiers on an arduous search of the waters of the title.  Reputed to be a spring capable of healing and sustaining life Dabir reluctantly agrees.  The trek is, as predicted, terrible and it encompasses conflict and dark discoveries.  I was as startled at how the story unfolded as was Asim.
   This is really good historical fantasy storytelling written in a vibrant, straight ahead manner.  In this age of Tolkien-clones and sad, grimdark worlds, Jones gives us his own take on a classic type of adventure duo in a glittering world of caliphs, viziers, efrits and ghouls.  His clear love and knowledge of the culture and its people prevents Dabir and Asim from being mere cardboard characters flitting about in a world of the worst cliches of Orientalism.  The stories left me hungry for more, curious about how the companions first met Acteon the Greek or came to serve the caliph.  The stories are swift and surefooted and the mysteries are engrossing.  Dabir and Asim would fit quite well into an anthology edited by Lin Carter or Andrew Offutt.
   Based on these stories I'm a fan.  As I started writing this review I finally clicked that 1-click button and downloaded "The Desert of Souls" and later I'll be buying "The Bones of the Old Ones".  I keep saying, it really is a great time to be a fan of S&S.

Friday, August 17, 2012

Issue #101 Beneath Ceaseless Skies - Review

   Beneath Ceaseless Skies' #101 hit the inbox the other day bringing two new stories and new banner art.  The cover painting, entitled "Bandits Assault a Stagecoach" is by Ignacio Bazan Lazcano.  It's an exciting steampunk Western picture illustrating exactly what its title says.
   The first story, "The Heart of the Rail" by Mark Teppo is an intriguing story of trains, railroad company men and the sacrifices made in the name of bottom lines and progress.  Like so many of the magazine stories I'm reading these days it feels like a window opening onto a vastly greater fictional world beyond the confines of its opening and closing paragraphs.  It's not that they read like excerpts from a novel in progress, it's that their authors have created such original worlds and I'm really curious what else is going on out there.
   "The Tale of the Aggrieved Astrologer" by Jack Nicholls is his first professional sale.  It's, like a last issue's "In the Palace of the Jade Lion", a work of Chinese-inspired fantasy.  In the little author blurb at the end of the story it says Nicholls is hopeful he won't get typecast as "that Chinese fantasy sex-comedy guy" and there are indeed sexual elements.  They aren't overwhelming if explicit.  Aside from them, it's a funny story of an aging, impotent, running to fat court magician trying to stay one step ahead of a younger, handsomer astrologer who has successfully caught the emperor's eye.  
   Once again "Beyond Ceaseless Skies" has brought an enjoyable pair of stories to the interweb.  Take the half hour or two and enjoy.

Friday, August 10, 2012

Issue #7 of Swords and Sorcery Magazine On Line

   So the latest issue of Swords and Sorcery Magazine hit the 'net the other day and, despite a major editing flub, it's my favorite issue so far.  In fact I think that mistake makes me appreciate the sort of lo-fi handcrafted nature of the magazine just a little bit more than I already did.  
   This month's stories are "The Boon of Gregory of Northlee" by Andrew Moore and the coolly-titled "Ninety Nine Deaths of the Monkey God" by David J. West.  Unfortunately, when you click on the link for Story 1, while you reach Moore's story, the title say it's last month's "Corbane's Wish" by Charlene Brusso.  That's got to hurt a little bit.
   Moore's story is written like something by Lord Dunsany in a slightly more modern style.  A bold knight faces near certain death to face a king so evil he's begun to hide the stars.  It's a very ur-fantasy story, very legendary affair.  It's well done and doesn't hit any sour faux-archaic sounding notes.  There isn't much tension but Moore is inventive and I appreciate the callback to the roots of the S&S.
   West's story is about goateed warrior Kold and his band of slayers trying to cross the Bhustan jungles in search of a temple and its god.  Their aim is to slay the god and bring an end to the war being waged on their homeland by its followers.  It's got priests, pygmies, jungle creatures and monkeys.  I don't think I need to say more.
   In this issue’s introduction, editor Curtis Ellett writes he didn't receive many stories this issue.  I know they don't pay much but I'm a little surprised.  Hopefully, more folks hoping to get their toes wet writing will submit stories.  On the other hand, the month there's a story drought they've produced my favorite issue.

Update:  the "flub" is fixed and Mr. Moore gets the proper title

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Covers That Awed Me (and still kinda do)

   One of the reasons I picked up a lot of books when I was a kid was because of their covers.  My dad had hundreds of sci-fi and fantasy paperbacks in the attic.  He rarely recommended anything to me (except for LOTR), leaving me to discover authors on my own.  Often it meant going for the coolest, most exciting cover in the box.  Later when I bought my own books from spinner racks in the Staten Island Ferry Terminal or Barnes & Noble, eye catching covers helped in sorting through the vast selections.

   These covers are among the most vivid from my childhood and teenage readings in swords & sorcery.  Clearly the late Frank Frazetta's talents had a lot to do with shaping the visual presentation of S&S in the era.  It's easy to see why.  It's big and brutal with dark, brooding figures committing or at least contemplating great acts of violence.  Not to get too psychological but the appeal of the powerful characters he painted have a strong pull for the typical teenage guy bursting with energy and testosterone who feels like he's indestructible while feeling at deep odds with the world.  Or maybe teenage boys just like big honking barbarians swinging swords, cleaving monsters and getting the girl 'cause it looks cool.


   These covers still overwhelm my senses in the best possible way when I look at them.  They possess none of the photo realism of so many modern covers, a style I really dislike (they look like bodice-rippers).  Instead, with "Conan the Warrior" we get swirling flames and smoke and flailing Picts caught in mid strike.  There's an impressionism in Frazetta's art that does more to conjure Conan and his ilk than any host of photo shopped book cover models.  
   "Flashing Swords! #2's" second cover (this one replaced a weaker Frazetta cover on the first printing) brings us Frazetta's original "Death Dealer" in all his malefic glory.  His eyes burn as brightly as the fire in the background and are as crimson as the blood dripping from his oversized axe.  Above swoop vultures which surely travel in his wake awaiting in anticipation of their next meal. 

   I find a dream quality in paintings as well a feeling of motion conveyed by the blurred shadows and body contours.  There's none of harsh unreal realness of CGI animation.  "Conan the Warrior" may depict one moment of combat but it doesn't feel like a snapshot but a frame from a film unreeling in my head.

   "Death Angel's Shadow" is minimalist next to the Frazetta pictures.  It was done by an artist named Stan Zagorski who looks like he's mostly done album covers.  In this one picture he captures Karl Edward Wagner's "mystic swordsman" like none of the subsequent covers by Frazetta did.  
   The latter picture a bare-chested barbarian with a red beard.  Zagorski's Kane is a man in full armor in an almost relaxed pose despite looking as if he's in the midst of a fight.  Behind him rises what I'm guessing is his cloak formed into skulls.  Where Kane treads, murder and bloodshed trail him.
   Because of e-books covers don't influence my impulse buying as much and limited shelf space means I won't just get a book to get a book anymore.  I rarely buy books in Barnes & Noble so my eyes aren't caught up by the dazzling colors on the new releases' shelf either.  Sadly, I suspect this is true for a lot of readers.

   Does anyone else have covers stuck in their head or that helped shaped how they thought about S&S or fantasy in general (anybody else still in love with the psychedelic LOTR covers by Barbara Remington for Ballantine?)

Friday, July 27, 2012

Issue #100 Beneath Ceaseless Skies - Review


   The always interesting, often excellent Beneath Ceaseless Skies has just hit its one-hundredth issue.  To mark this anniversary the fine editors have released this issue with four outstanding stories. 

   The first is "In the Palace of the Jade Lion", a ghostly tale by Richard Parks.  A young, newly minted Imperial censor,  Xu Jian, falls in among ghosts while journeying along a poorly chosen road to his first posting.  It's a splendid bit of chinoiserie with adventures both romantic and dangerous.
   "Ratcatcher" by Garth Upshaw is apocalyptic steam-punk.  I'm not overly fond of the modern iterations of the sub-genre (I don't mean to sound snobbish but Moorcock/Jeter/Blaylock/Powers have pretty much mined out the field for me) but it's a taut, grim adventure that seems to reference the future sequences of the Terminator movies.
   In Christie Yant's "The Three Feats of Agani" a young girl is told three stories about a ancient god called Agani.  Normally the stories are told at maturity, marriage and finally when a loved one dies.  The story opens with an unnamed nine-year old girl facing the funeral bier of her father accompanied by an older woman of no relation.  The woman has decided the time to tell the girl all three stories is at hand and the reader hears them in her voice.  Each concerns the brutal interactions of Agani with the world of man.  
   The final story in the issue is the intriguing "Virtue's Ghosts", the first published story by Amanda M. Olson.  She's created a world where on passing from childhood each citizen is given a pendant containing a virtue that counters its wearer's greatest weakness and greatly defines them for the rest of their life.
   Narrated by a landlady's daughter, we learn more about her world and her society.  With them live her aunts, Lily who cannot lie and Victoria.  Victoria has been "gifted" with silence.  She is a woman who once dreamed of being a singer and is now mute.  Her rage and general strangeness leave her niece wondering if she's actually a ghost.  The reader learns much more about the pendants and Olson's world when a boarder named Brandon comes to the house.  He is revealed as a thief only to be hired on as a male "governess".  This is easily the most original story of the issue and ends on a note of hope and new beginnings that could easily lead to a deeper exploration of its world.
   Congratulations to the talented editors at Beneath Ceaseless Skies for reaching a remarkable milestone and for assembling such an issue.  It's a great time to be a fantasy reader when you can read consistently fun stories online for free.  Of course you can pay a couple of bucks and get it for your kindle which I should do if I actually want to support this sort of stuff.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Amazons! - ed. Jessica Amanda Salmonson

"they came astride gray horses dappled with sun
and their hair flew behind them"
  from "Amazons" by Melanie Kaye

   In 1979, during the heady days of second-wave feminism, Jessica Amanda Salmonson created "Amazons!", a collection of original (with one important exception) heroic fantasy stories staring women warriors.  It's clearly one of the first works like it in the genre and over thirty years on it holds up very well.  It's a mix of well established authors, up and coming ones and ones who never wrote again, some were young and some were much older.  That variety helped create a book with very distinct voices with each author having clear things they wanted to say in response to Salmonson's story call.
   Salmonson opens the book with a lengthy foreword reviewing the real and mythological history of the amazon.  She describes numerous historical fighting women, from ancient legends to Vietnam's Trung sisters to disguised women in Napoleon's and American Civil War armies to WW II Soviet pilot Maj. Tamara Aleksandrovna.  While recognizing the danger of interpreting myth as fact, she does believe the wealth of such stories and the vast diversity of societies and cultures over the ages implies at least  the possibility of more matriarchal ones having existed.
   All that being said, she makes it clear the primary purpose of "Amazons!" is entertainment.  However, she writes, "...if we are the product of our myths, the ways we change our myths today will change the kinds of people we become tomorrow".   I don't know how much I believe that to be true but I don't disagree with the sentiment.  S&S, she believed, to date had suffered from offensive to non-existent portrayals of women.  By "taking up sword and shield" in male ruled worlds the heroes of "Amazons!" can been seen as revolutionary.  It's a bold statement for an editor to make for her own collection but as it's a strong and successful anthology I won't argue too much.
   Salmonson specifically set out to curate and anthology of women warrior tales and that's pretty much what you get.  Of the thirteen stories, ten are straight up fantasy.  Among them are some fairly important works, introducing several series characters with one winning awards.  Not that it needs repeating (but of course  I'll do it because I'm a blabbermouth), the seventies really were the heyday of the field.  
   Salmonson's foreword is actually preceded by the full poem I've quoted at the beginning.  By poet Melanie Kaye, it describes the call to action and adventure being raised to women open to hear it by one who's heard it.  Most of the "Amazons!" authors must have heard that same call in their lives deep in their hearts because most wrote not just straight fantasy stories but outright S&S. 
   "Amazons!" begins with "The Dreamstone" by C. J. Cherryh.  It's the first story in her Ealdwood series.  I've read tons of Cherryh's distinctive science fiction but this story of a fairy woman's dark confrontation with the iron armed world of man was my first taste of her fantasy work.  There's a strong Celtic flavor to the story.  Like her science fiction it has has sharp edges and doesn't shy away from pain and loss.   Present also is Cherryh's incredible talent at creating distinctly non-human characters.
   "The Wolves of Nakesht" by Janrae Frank.  Her first published story, it introduces the long running character, Chimquar the Lionhawk.  Chimquar is an amazon traveling as a man in land where women warriors are unknown and forbidden.  Self-exiled from her homeland she is traveling with two young youths and seeking her sister and a way home.   Frank's story moves along swiftly and violently and provides a clear picture of Chimquar's and her world's history.  Frank has more stories of Chimquar in collection and I'm tempted to find a copy of it at some point.
  T. J. Morgan's "Woman of the Waste" can be classified as a rape-revenge story.  Shunned by her people before and raped by invaders after the attack on and conquest of her town, Ellide escapes to the snow covered plains.  There she encounters the largely abandoned goddess of her people and is empowered to return to home.  Even reduced to a literary device rape is a potent subject to work a story around.  Here, presented in thin memories it seems robbed of its strength.  As such the story feels weak and not as substantial as it might have been.
   The only not-quite-original story in the book is "The Death of Augusta" is by Emily Bronte and edited together by the late Joanna Russ.  It's an excerpt from the poetic tales of imaginary kingdoms and their rulers created by the Bronte siblings.   "The Death of Augusta" is a story of revenge by a woman exiled in her youth against the cruel Queen who sent her away and whom she once loved.  It suffers from being only fragments of something that was once whole and complete. 
   Next is "Morrien's Bitch" by Janet Fox.   It's a fun story of a hardship toughened thief manipulating an army and its commanders to get the rewards and vengeance she wants.  In some ways the slightest story in the collection but it's thoroughly enjoyable.
   One of the book's highlights is "Agbewe's Sword", Charles R. Saunders' first Dossouye story.  As presented here, Dossouye's adventure takes place in the Nyumbai setting of Imaro, something Saunders would change later when he re-released the story as the first part of the "Dossouye" fix-up.  Dossouye's a member of a the corps of women warriors of the kingdom of Abomey.  Her homeland beset by soldiers and strong magic from the kingdom of Ashanti, Dossouye is sent by her king to retrieve the weapon of the title.
   "Agbewe's Sword" presents an almost innocent character who comes to realize she is caught up in unexpected questions of politics and beliefs.  Forced to confront these Dossouye ends her introductory story on the road to a different life.   
   Of note is Salmonson's introduction to the story.  She writes she never planned "Amazons!" to be a women-only collections by many of the stories by male writers featured amazons killing men and babies and seeming to hold their swords outwards from their crotches.  If not they too often contained comical, ineffectual or bumbling  protagonists.  Saunders alone proved able to do that.
   There are several non-traditional heroic fantasy stories in "Amazons!" and, unfortunately, I found none of them very successful.  Salmonson, in her introduction, makes a good argument for expanding the range of heroic fiction and its need to grow as science fiction outgrew the Doc Smith for exampled.  "Jane Saint's Travails (Part One)" written by Josephine Saxton is about a woman condemned to death by drowning for some sort of treason.  During her execution she is translated to a fantastic world wherein she hopes to find and rescue her daughters.
   Saxton appears to be making some wider statement about the suppression of women and their ways - "(the Bible) a book biased to half the world must be about half rubbish".  It's just never clear enough or presented in such a way that I didn't think I might not have been better off reading a non-fiction essay on the subject.  In the end she's returned to the waking-world, stripped of disabling romantic notions and "understanding a great deal less than...before, but with great futures stirring within".  I suspect there's something to calling the character Jane Saint and her having the same initials as her creator but I think I must have missed some greater meaning intended by Saxton.
   Margaret St. Clair's  legend of desire and regret, "The Sorrow of Witches" is the first story to present a woman's sexual desire in the anthology.  For all the Brundage covers and comments about wenching, mature sexuality and love has taken a backseat to manly action for much of the genre's history even when appropriate.  Couched in a removed style as if recounting a well known legend of the necromancer queen Morganor and her lust for a soldier named Llwdres.  His indifference to Morganor, a powerful woman always accustomed to being given what she desires, leads her to commit horrible acts.  Those acts in turn cause her to use her dark magics to bring about a reunion with Llwdres finally bringing about his reciprocated desire and even love until politics intrude.  In the end Morganor is forced to make terrible decisions.
   The story is gloomy and there is something spiritually disfiguring about the actions Morganor takes.  St. Clair started publishing in the forties and though written many years later, and perhaps because of that, this story  captures the darkness I attach to much of the S&S from the first bloom of the genre.
   "Falcon Blood" by Andre Norton is a part of the vast tapestry of stories and novels making up Witch World.  Tanree, a member of the sexually equal, ship-sailing Sulcarfolk is forced into an alliance with an unnamed Falconer following the wreck of the Kast-Boar.  I have only dipped a toe (a very happy toe) into the vast waters of Witch World.  The Falconers are a strange, off-putting patriarchal legion of mercenaries bonded to great falcons.  They live apart from their women, only coming out of their mountain keeps to their purdah-villages once a year for procreation.  They are one of several, iconic residents of Norton's world.   In "Falcon Blood" the ancient cultural barriers imposed on themselves by the Falconers are explained and thinned.  It might have been the second or third Witch World story I read and I loved it then and still do.   
   "The Rape Patrol" by Michele Belling is another of the "experimental" stories seeking to expand the boundaries of the genre.  Unfortunately it is so outside them it fails in that respect.  Another failure, and this is not intrinsic to the story but to our changed times, is its subject, rape, and how it is approached.
  Salmonson writes that the story was recommended to her by Joanna Russ but she warned her it was "too unsettling to the the status quo to find an easy market".  As it concerns a squadron of modern-day hunters of rapists and their decidedly violent choices I guess that might be possible but it seems hard to imagine.  I admit that might be a limitation of my own age and perceptions.  Maybe it was outrageous three decades ago.  That aside, I didn't dislike the story, in fact there's something viscerally attractive about the characters and their deeds.  However, even with one explicitly fantastic element, it feels incredibly out of place in the context of a book with a cover caption reading "High adventure in heroic fiction".
   "Bones for Dulath" is Megan Lindholm's first published fantasy story and the first Ki and Vandien story.  I've been meaning to read the Ki and Vandien novels for some time (okay, I've been meaning to read LOTS of books for sometimes) and this story has reinvigorated that desire.  It's not an especially exciting story but Ki's voice and the easy camaraderie between the two feels real and comfortable.  Ki and Vandien find themselves face to face with a strange, dangerous mountain creature and a town of people who've come to see it as a god.  I've read a few of Lindholm's novels under the Robin Hobb name and enjoyed them but they're more mainline fantasy than this good slice of S&S.
   Second to last is the inestimable Tanith Lee's "Northern Chess".  It's a short bit of adventure about how the woman warrior Jasiel came upon an army besieging a dead alchemist's last remaining stronghold.  By dint of some unknown and baleful magic the fortress has remained inviolate and has killed most of the knights and soldiers who have tried to overwhelm it.  Jasiel, following confrontations, generated by chauvinism, with the commanders of the army, is forced by her own feelings of personal honor to try her hand at defeating the castle and its defenses.  At the end "Northern Chess" is a funny, very feminist joke that sticks a splendid little barb in the edifice housing too much S&S.  
   The closing story of "Amazons!" is " The Woman Who Loved the Moon" by Elizabeth A. Lynn which tied for the World Fantasy Award for short fiction in 1980.  It is presented as a legend long told and being retold again to the reader.  Three powerful warrior sisters are confronted by an even more powerful woman warrior.  For claims about the sisters' beauty in comparison to the Moon she brings death and anguish to them over two consecutive years.  The third of the sisters finally undertakes an arduous journey of vengeance and encounters love instead.  Only the second story to make romantic or sexual feelings a part of its plot, it is also the only one with a gay character.  Like the rest of the book it doesn't feel particularly groundbreaking today, but it must have been like a loud kick at the door of a genre that does have a history of at least a noticeable reactionary component.  The gay aspect (I can't think of a nimbler way to put that) 
isn't a gratuitous bit of soap box preaching but an important and integral story/character element.  I don't love the story, but more than "The Rape Patrol" or "Jane Saint's Travails (Part One)", this is a boundary shoving story that still remains true to the precepts of S&S.
   It really is hard for me to say how important this book was at the time and to the ongoing development of S&S.  By which I mean I just don't know.  I would suspect in field that was, and still is clearly, dominated by male writers it was an exciting development for women who loved S&S but rarely saw themselves on its pages. For writers clearly bursting with ideas and characters it offered a market and a book published by the stalwart DAW Books, which meant it would be widely distributed.  
   For any fan of S&S I suspect they would have been at least curious.  Were they expecting female versions of the worst tropes of male genre characters?  Were they worried about it being nothing but a bunch of lesbian castrators?  If so I hope they were happily surprised by the absence of anyone like that and instead an array of amazons from protectors to mercenaries to revenge seekers but none who were just men with breasts.  I would love to hear from women writing today about whether they're familiar with the book and if they drew anything from it, particularly if they read it when it first came out.




Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Issue #6 of Swords and Sorcery Magazine On Line


http://www.swordsandsorcerymagazine.com/index.html
   So I've been digging the issues of Swords & Sorcery Magazine Online I've read to date.  This one, #6, not so much.  Its two stories just aren't that special or good, though for different reasons.  Still, it's free so why aren't you reading it?
   The first story is "Corbane's Wish" by Charlene Brusso and it tells of the arrogant and successful bard Corbane and his desire to become the greatest lute player in the world.  This brings him to a wizard which leads to all the sorts of problems when you forget about the tendency of wishes to bring on unintended consequences.
   I didn't dislike the story, I just don't think it's got much going on.  There really are no surprises or twists that will surprise you or make you feel twisted.  It just sort of sits there unspooling something you've seen from the first few paragraphs.
   "A Little Peril in Brisbett" by Jeffery Scott Sims fills the second slot in the issue and I almost don't want to write about it.  I don't actually enjoy writing negative reviews and despite some qualms about his mock-archaic writing style, I liked his "In the Hills of Yost" in the magazine's third issue back in April.  This one, despite an engaging little plot is overwhelmed by the archaisms taken to awful new heights.
   Those unpleasant heights bring sentences like this one: "Trooped the band from Dyrezan across the pitiful foot bridge that spanned the brook, accosted they those who dwelt in mud and stone shacks beneath enticing oddity."  Or: "That be  plain," said Lord Harmon, with a dismissive flick of hand.  "Subaros willed us here, to this far realm, as he did that poor native of Brisbett, sent that repulsive beast to slay.  Did you attend, Nantrech?"  I When I read the first sentence above I actually hoped it was an editing error.  A few more lines on I lost that hope.
   Last time I wrote I assumed Sims was striving to recreate a style like Clark Ashton Smith's or Dunsany's.   Now I'm not so sure.  I'm starting to suspect there's a little less going on than that which is a shame.  I like the old fashioned "Weird Tales" world he's created and peopled with various parties from Dyrezan exploring new and dangerous places.  But the style's just not working for me. 
   The next issue will be along in two weeks or so and I'm looking forward to it.  This one may have been a let down (sure, like letting me down really matters), but overall I've been pleased enough with the magazine to look forward to each time a new issue posts.


P.S. "A Little Peril in Brisbett" is a about a party from Dyrezan coming across the marvelous citadel of an evil wizard and what happens in the wake of his discourteous attitude.  I can't believe I left out any sort of description of the actual plot.  See, I do have weak editing skills!