Review – The Rule of One, by Ashley Saunders & Leslie Saunders

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The Rule of One by Ashley Saunders & Leslie Saunders

Genre: YA, Dystopia

Length: 258 Pages

Release date: October 1, 2018

Publisher: Skyscrape

Synopsis: 

In their world, telling the truth has become the most dangerous crime of all.

In the near-future United States, a one-child policy is ruthlessly enforced. Everyone follows the Rule of One. But Ava Goodwin, daughter of the head of the Texas Family Planning Division, has a secret—one her mother died to keep and her father has helped to hide for her entire life.

She has an identical twin sister, Mira.

For eighteen years Ava and Mira have lived as one, trading places day after day, maintaining an interchangeable existence down to the most telling detail. But when their charade is exposed, their worst nightmare begins. Now they must leave behind the father they love and fight for their lives.

Branded as traitors, hunted as fugitives, and pushed to discover just how far they’ll go in order to stay alive, Ava and Mira rush headlong into a terrifying unknown.

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fourI received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are my own and are not influenced by the publisher.

I was immediately intrigued by the concept of this book: identical twin sisters written by identical twin sisters. Ava and Mira are closer than most twins are, though not entirely by choice. The one child rule in this dystopian, near-future America means that they take turns going out into the world each day, and their struggle to maintain the facade of being a single person requires that they keep each other informed about every detail of their lives.

The lack of an ability to obtain a sense of individuality takes a toll on each of them, and the mixture of love and resentment between the sisters was a highlight of the novel. What must it be like when the person you love the most is also the reason you’re unable to live a full live, the reason you’re in constant danger? The Saunders sisters explore that ambivalence in this novel. On a similar note, I loved that this was a YA dystopian novel with no romance or (God forbid) a love triangle shoe-horned in for no discernible reason. The primary relationship in this book was between two sisters, which I found really refreshing.

That being said, some of the plot twists felt a bit too predictable, though maybe this is a product of reading a young adult novel as an adult. A lot of YA novels feel like they have the ability to appeal to a broader audience, but this one felt very YA. Teenagers will probably find this super compelling; older readers who have read more than a few dystopian novels will recognize the tropes and perhaps wish for something a bit more original.

The Rule of One was good for what it was: a novel that will hold a lot of appeal for teens. It was fast-paced with just enough twists to keep the reader engaged. I loved the concept of identical twins living as one person by necessity and the emotional consequences of that. The parts of the novel that addressed this issue were very strong, but I do wish there was more time devoted to it. Although it looks like there will be a book two; perhaps there will be more time to reflect on this in the second installment.

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Review – Nightingale, by Amy Lukavics

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by Amy Lukavics

Genre: YA, Horror

Length: 384 Pages

Release date: Sept. 25, 2018

Blurb via GoodReads: 

At seventeen, June Hardie is everything a young woman in 1951 shouldn’t be—independent, rebellious, a dreamer. June longs to travel, to attend college and to write the dark science fiction stories that consume her waking hours. But her parents only care about making June a better young woman. Her mother grooms her to be a perfect little homemaker while her father pushes her to marry his business partner’s domineering son. When June resists, her whole world is shattered—suburbia isn’t the only prison for different women…

June’s parents commit her to Burrow Place Asylum, aka the Institution. With its sickening conditions, terrifying staff and brutal “medical treatments,” the Institution preys on June’s darkest secrets and deepest fears. And she’s not alone. The Institution terrorizes June’s fragile roommate, Eleanor, and the other women locked away within its crumbling walls. Those who dare speak up disappear…or worse. Trapped between a gruesome reality and increasingly sinister hallucinations, June isn’t sure where her nightmares end and real life begins. But she does know one thing: in order to survive, she must destroy the Institution before it finally claims them all.

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Well, this book was certainly… an adventure. What started out looking like a book about a young woman suffering from Capgras delusion (a belief that someone close to you has been replaced with an identical impostor) slowly delved into weirder and weirder science fiction territory. (Or perhaps not; June is an unreliable narrator and it’s possible that the science fiction elements are all the result of a broken mind. Who can say?) I don’t want to give too much away in terms of plot, but rest assured that what you might expect from the blurb for this book bears little resemblance to the book itself.

While the unexpected is certainly not in itself a reason for a negative review, the plot twists in this book simply were not well executed. It felt like there was insufficient buildup and too many questions left unanswered. The overall result was a flimsy plot with horror elements that were far from horrifying. For example, Lukavics seemed to rely too much on gore and body horror to make the reader squirm. There was a lot of “ick” factor that simply wasn’t scary, with repeated mentions of worms crawling around in the brains of live people and the detailed description of a mangled corpse.

June had some potential to be a good protagonist, and she definitely had some elements which made her sympathetic. She bristles at the rigid expectations of her gender in the 1950’s, but it seems that Lukavics takes this trait too far in trying to drive the point home. June expresses irritation at one point that her mother expects her to wear clean clothes; hygiene is not a gendered issue, June. She is extremely resistant to learning to cook, and while this is something disproportionately thrust onto women, June honestly just seems disgruntled at the thought of being asked to do anything at all.

Her desire to be a writer when her family wants to turn her into a housewife was an engaging element of her character. She has no desire to marry the boy they’ve selected for her, for reasons which become more and more obvious as the plot moves along. I wish Lukavics had spent more time focusing on these issues rather than June’s disdain at being asked to do so much as clean up after herself. Flawed protagonists are fine, but whiny protagonists are generally unbearable. June has some internal struggles going on that would have made for really intriguing character development, but they were very shallowly explored. All in all, this book felt like a first draft; there’s a good story hiding under a bit of a mess.

I received an ARC of this book in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are my own and not influenced by the publisher. 

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Review – The Things We Learn When We’re Dead, by Charlie Laidlaw

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The Things We Learn When We’re Dead
by Charlie Laidlaw

Genre: Science Fiction / Fantasy

Length: 501 Pages

Release date: January 26, 2017

Publisher: Accent Press Ltd.

Synopsis: 

The Things We Learn When We’re Dead is about how small decisions can have profound and unintended consequences, but how we can sometimes get a second chance.

On the way home from a dinner party, Lorna Love steps into the path of an oncoming car. When she wakes up she is in what appears to be a hospital – but a hospital in which her nurse looks like a young Sean Connery, she is served wine for supper, and everyone avoids her questions.
It soon transpires that she is in Heaven, or on HVN, because HVN is a lost, dysfunctional spaceship, and God the aging hippy captain. She seems to be there by accident… or does God have a higher purpose after all?
Despite that, The Things We Learn When We’re Dead is neither sci-fi nor fantasy. It is a book about memory and how, if we could remember things slightly differently, would we also be changed?

In HVN, Lorna can at first remember nothing. But as her memories return – some good, some bad – she realises that she has decisions to make and that, maybe, she can find a way back home.

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I received an ARC of this book from the author in exchange for an honest review. Many thanks to Charlie Laidlaw for sending me this lovely book. All opinions are my own. 

What a charming book, with a delightful mixture of the familiar and the strange!  It took me a little while to get into this story, but once I did, it was clear it was well worth the time invested. The Things We Learn When We’re Dead is all about choices, memories, and love.

Is that what love is? Discovering a missing jigsaw piece and finding that it fits? Are we all born incomplete, compelled to search for the lost bits of us?

Lorna Love is rather untethered when she wakes up in a mysterious, hamster-infested “hospital” remembering next to nothing. Amnesia can sometimes seem terribly overdone as a plot device, but it worked quite well here and the in-universe explanation held up. Lorna finds that she is in a sort of afterlife, brought to Heaven, or HVN, by a group of aliens, and her memories will take some time to come back. The end result is that the reader discovers bits of Lorna’s life along with her as she remembers them, making it easy to step into her shoes and empathize.

The Wizard of Oz references help to keep us grounded in the familiar in the face of an unfamiliar setting, while also hinting at parallels between Lorna and Dorothy. With chapter titles such as “Tin Man,” “Scarecrow,” and “Rainbow,” the references are fun and hard to miss. Also similar to The Wizard of Oz, readers may spot similarities between the people Lorna encounters in HVN and those she’s left behind on earth. The overall effect is whimsical and dreamy.

Death had always seemed the ultimate full stop and, if an afterlife existed, it would be a place beyond understanding; a spirit domain of ascended souls, where nothing would resemble the mortal world.

There were only a few drawbacks to this book for me. As stated above, it did take me a while to get into it, but perhaps you’ll find yourself captivated from page one, and this was just me. The second was that there were frankly distracting number of comments about various characters’ weights throughout the story. Lorna Love apparently has no love for fat people.

This was a lovely retelling of The Wizard of Oz with a modern, science fiction twist. Laidlaw has written an engaging story about choices – what kind of person to be, what kind of person to love, and whether or not to go on in the face of the unknown.

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Coming Soon – Legion: The Many Lives of Stephen Leeds by Brandon Sanderson

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Legion: The Many Lives of Stephen Leeds
by Brandon Sanderson

Genre: Science Fiction

Length: 400 Pages

Release date: September 18, 2018

Blurb via GoodReads: 

Stephen Leeds is perfectly sane. It’s his hallucinations who are mad.

A genius of unrivaled aptitude, Stephen can learn any new skill, vocation, or art in a matter of hours. However, to contain all of this, his mind creates hallucinatory people—Stephen calls them aspects—to hold and manifest the information. Wherever he goes, he is joined by a team of imaginary experts to give advice, interpretation, and explanation. He uses them to solve problems… for a price.

Stephen’s brain is getting a little crowded and the aspects have a tendency of taking on lives of their own. When a company hires him to recover stolen property—a camera that can allegedly take pictures of the past—Stephen finds himself in an adventure crossing oceans and fighting terrorists. What he discovers may upend the foundation of three major world religions—and, perhaps, give him a vital clue into the true nature of his aspects.

This fall, Tor Books will publish Brandon Sanderson’s Legion: The Many Lives of Stephen Leeds. The collection will include the science fiction novellas Legion and Legion: Skin Deep, published together for the first time, as well as a brand new Stephen Leeds novella, Lies of the Beholder. This never-been-published novella will complete the series.

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I received an partial preview of this book (in the form of the first of the three included novellas) in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are my own and not influenced by the publisher. 

I’ve been a fan of Brandon Sanderson for several years now, but have somehow managed not to stumble across his Stephen Leeds novellas until now. While this was a fun read, I didn’t find it quite as strong as some of his other works. I’d rate it at about a 3.5/5, which I’ve rounded up to a 4/5 here. So while it was definitely  worth reading, it felt a bit lacking coming on the tail of so many novels by Sanderson which felt like solid fives.

The mental health angle was definitely one of the most interesting parts of the story; Sanderson has crafted a character with schizophrenia who is not simply coping, but thriving. Stephen Leeds has hallucinations who have skills and knowledge which he does not; these are treated as their own characters and Leeds uses them to his advantage throughout the story. It was refreshing to see a story with a character dealing with a mental health issue where the entire story wasn’t about how much he suffers from it.

Several parts of the story didn’t flow particularly well; it felt like Sanderson was forcing his own musings into the characters’ mouths in a way that didn’t feel natural. One such example is when the logical problems surrounding the functioning of a piece of technology are brought up briefly, only to be dismissed and never addressed again. Logical problems aside, the fictional piece of technology does function within the parameters of the story, and there seemed to be little narrative purpose to bringing up all the reasons it shouldn’t work without offering any theories as to how it does so. Several exchanges surrounding religious matters, specifically on the concept of faith, felt similarly awkward and forced.

There was a lot to this story: the many hallucinations of Stephen Leeds provide a distinct cast of characters, and Leeds’ ability to rely on them to perform above his own abilities makes for an interesting twist. The science fiction tech is intriguing and provokes seemingly infinite hypothetical questions to mull over. A mysterious woman who Leeds wishes to track down provides intrigue. This all feels like a lot to try to develop over the course of a novella, but one thing is certain: the reader will definitely not be bored.

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Blog Tour – Golden Skies, by Juan Zapata

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Hello, friends! Today I’m featuring Golden Skies for a Digital Reads blog tour!

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Golden Skies: The New Order Trilogy 
By Juan Zapata

Genre: Science Fiction

Length: 296 Pages

Released: June 2018

Book Blurb: As a boy, Malik watched an army of religious zealots swarm his home town, slaughtering his people and running his beloved grandfather through with a black sword. Nine years later, Malik still believes there’s peace…somewhere. At least that’s what he tells himself as his body is ripped apart by whips at a conversion camp. That’s what his best friend whispers as he frantically creates new force technology and jetpacks to rescue Malik. Yet when war bursts through the skies and the sky troopers, assassins, and heroes fall, when the world comes crashing down, Malik Zzoha stands amidst the sands to lead a band of friends and revolutionaries to face his tyrannical, zealot father, determined to free the people he loves.

About The Author

Juan Zapata is a senior at Alabama A&M, expected to graduate December 2018. He majors in Criminal Justice and is a member of the AAMU Honors Program. Born in Mexico, Juan came to the United States at four years old. When he is not writing, Juan likes to play For Honor and pretend he’s a knight, laughing with happiness at his victories and nearly having aneurisms when defeated. 

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Book Excerpt

“Let her go!” I shrieked, attempting to leap forward. I doubled over in pain as the guards holding me struck me in the gut. Tears of anguish brimmed at my eyes. “I…won’t serve anyone!” I spat on the ground, screaming. “Safad isn’t a god! He’s nothing!”

The guards holding me suddenly let go, taken aback. Silence rang forth from the crowd and rapidly descended upon the entire square.

Mujadin looked at me, speechless.

“Safad isn’t holy! He’s a man who pisses and shits like everyone else. His laws are hogwash. You kill for nothing! You are nothing! You’re a liar, scum, a deceiver. All your life fighting for some sick charlatan!” I yelled, feeling blood rush to my face, popping out the veins on my throat and forehead.

I didn’t truly know if I believed what I was saying, but Kafed had echoed my own thoughts on the subject countless times; he believed that Safad wasn’t divine—that he’d tricked others with his ‘miracles’ to gain power and keep it. Everything that was happening was because of that narcissistic, deceiving man-god my father worshipped.

No one in the crowd moved or spoke. The soldiers around me leveled their weapons at my head. The penalty for denying Safad’s divinity was death. I tightened my fists. If this was to end in a hail of bullets, at least I’d diverted attention from those about to be executed, my sister, and Kafed.

Mujadin put up a trembling hand, ordering the men to hold their fire. A deadly whisper. “No. No. He will suffer.”

A short, quiet pause rang forth, then suddenly, I lost control of my body and fell to the concrete ground, pain exploding from every nerve. I’d been struck by stun weapons.

My vision blurred, light entering my pupils in bursts. For one second I saw my father’s stony face, the next the feet of guards, the crowd staring at me, the sea-green sky, my sister weeping on the ground, Kafed flanked by guards.

Soldiers grabbed each of my arms and hoisted me to my knees. Time seemed to slow as I got my bearings, blinking at the crowd, then the air was sliced in two, the sound of a whip whistling before it hit its mark.

Tongues of fire lit up my back, pulling a heinous scream from my throat. My muscles tightened like knots, fresh air eating away at my raw flesh. Red engulfed my vision, and the air thundered and rippled. Wapash! My forearms tensed, and I cried out, trembling. The flames returned again and again, one lash after the other, ceaseless. The sky darkened, and the blistering heat disappeared. My flesh shredded apart in lines, pulled off my muscles in crisscrossing patterns, my blood flowing out, dripping onto the stone. The leather gouged deep into me with each lick. I could hardly breathe.

My tear-filled eyes stared blankly to those below the platform and rested upon a man below me, just one of the many among thousands. White skin. Blond hair. A Northeasterner? My eyes widened at the woman beside him—fiery red locks flared out behind a scarlet mask. Piercing blue eyes drank me in. I expected hostility from them but found shock instead. Sympathy. Conflict within these foreigners. And then they were gone, replaced by black. A last shuddering breath, another crack, and darkness took me.

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The War of The Worlds, by H. G. Wells

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The War of The Worlds
by H. G. Wells

Genre: Classics, Science Fiction

Length: 192 Pages

Published: December 1897

Blurb via GoodReads: 

With H.G. Wells’ other novels, The War of the Worlds was one of the first and greatest works of science fiction ever to be written. Even long before man had learned to fly, H.G. Wells wrote this story of the Martian attack on England. These unearthly creatures arrive in huge cylinders, from which they escape as soon as the metal is cool. The first falls near Woking and is regarded as a curiosity rather than a danger until the Martians climb out of it and kill many of the gaping crowd with a Heat-Ray. These unearthly creatures have heads four feet in diameter and colossal round bodies, and by manipulating two terrifying machines – the Handling Machine and the Fighting Machine – they are as versatile as humans and at the same time insuperable. They cause boundless destruction. The inhabitants of the Earth are powerless against them, and it looks as if the end of the World has come. But there is one factor which the Martians, in spite of their superior intelligence, have not reckoned on. It is this which brings about a miraculous conclusion to this famous work of the imagination.

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My Thoughts…

I find it really difficult to review classics, particularly when it comes to someone as influential as H. G. Wells. I won’t be giving this a star rating because it feels very difficult to contextualize the work from a modern vantage. Ideas which were fresh and exciting back in 1897 can understandably feel tired and overdone in 2018. This was the second book I’ve read by Wells; The Time Machine was a childhood favorite of mine. I found The War of the Worlds somewhat less enthralling.

While I loved the concept of the story, I was a bit put off by the tone. The prose feels very formal and detached, almost clinical. Certain chunks of the book feel almost like a textbook, describing the plot in the dry tones of a dusty old history text. This was not entirely different from the prose in The Time Machine, but that style worked better there than in this story.

The protagonist of The Time Machine was a scientist; he built the time machine with the purpose of using it in his research. A somewhat clinical tone when recounting his discoveries felt proper there. The protagonist of The War of The Worlds was an ordinary man, just one of many, whose life was thrown into chaos with the arrival of the Martians. It felt like the story was missing an emotional undercurrent. When combined with the surprisingly slow pace for a short book about such a sensational topic, it made for a somewhat sluggish read at times.

No one would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man’s and yet as mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinised and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinise the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water.

All that being said, there was a lot to like about this book. Life seems to go on as normal for a short time after the Martians arrive. The news is treated as a mere curiosity, and few have any inkling of the threat they truly pose. The descent into panic is surprisingly slow, especially when contrasted with the 1 hour radio show adaptation of the same story. Modern sci-fi tends to lean towards rapid and full-blown panic in similar scenarios.

Particularly interesting for me was the way Wells explored the biology of his fictional Martians; it’s clear that he spent a good deal of time mulling over not only how creatures which evolved in such a vastly different environment would differ from humans, but how those differences would impact their ability to survive on Earth. The musings on this topic neatly foreshadowed the resolution without making it overwhelmingly obvious. I envy the people who were able to read this when it was new, before the ending became common knowledge even among those who haven’t read the book.

We must remember what ruthless and utter destruction our own species has wrought, not only upon animals, such as vanished bison and the dodo, but upon its own inferior races. The Tasmanians . . . were entirely swept out of existence in a war of extermination waged by European immigrants, in the space if fifty years. Are we such apostles of mercy as to complain if the Martians warred in the same spirit?

I also don’t want to ignore the societal commentary ingrained into the narrative. There is a sharp condemnation of colonialism and lack of regard for the environment (albeit while using the somewhat unfortunate phrasing of “inferior races,” a cringe-inducing reminder of the time period in which this was written.) This wasn’t meant to be simply a fun science fiction story or a thought experiment. The best of science fiction is often political, and Wells delivers in that regard.

While The War of The Worlds feels somewhat dated at times, it remains a worthwhile read with an important message.

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