The Silver Wolf by Alice Borchardt. Alice is the sister of Anne Rice, which is the only reason this piece of trash EVER saw print. A lot about this book utterly sucks sour frog ass. The characters are one dimensional, lacking anything approaching depth. The plot line is threadbare and predictable. The motivations in a lot of instances are unexplainable (she inherited that from her sister I see). Worst of all, the technical -- the sentence structure and composition -- are utterly abominable! That woman could not use a comma to save her life! The thing that disgusted me the most about this book was the attitude of all the female characters. (Coincidentally there are exactly three male characters portrayed in a positive light vs one woman portrayed in a negative light.) The story is set in Rome, during the late Holy Roman Empire. Marriage back then was a different thing, and arranged marriages for political reasons were extremely common, especially amongst those with power. Yet every single woman that the protagonist encounters (including the nuns!!!) reacts to hearing that the woman is to be married to someone she (or for that matter anyone else in the city) has never met with "Oh, you gotta kill him girlfriend." The nuns even!!!!!! WTF!! A more misandrist (male version of misogynist) novel I have yet to come across. Really, the only saving grace to this book was the rather nifty setting. Everything else just adds up to a collective slap in the face for every truly talented author who is unable to get a manuscript published.
I don't suppose anyone else here has read this series and can enlighten me on whether she gets any better in the subsequent books?
Another book that disgusts me is He, She and It by Marge Piercy. After reading perhaps a quarter of the book (I had to read it for a class I was taking) I came to the undeniable conclusion that Marge has had zero exposure to science since she left high school -- and even that was generous. Further more, she hasn't a bloody clue about computers or the people who use them, which is greatly frustrating as those are central elements in her story. Really, the whole thing just reeks of science fiction written by someone who has never read it. Or at least anything of decent quantity or quality. It would be someone here trying to write a story from the perspective of a 19th century seducer, it would come off extremely poorly. But enough about the obvious cluelessness of the author. The characters she writes are also bloody clueless!! There are several instances where the reader has figured things out far ahead of the narrator and is wondering when they'll finally penetrate. But never fear, the narrator gets her blindness from her mother. There is one occurrence in which the mother is almost killed in cyberspace. This is allowed to happen because defenses were never fixed up, despite attacks killing six (or so) progressively higher ranking members of the town. Yet when this happens the mother says (actual quote) "I never saw this coming." This is the only time I have ever wanted to belt the author of a story across the head with a hardcover copy of their book. Never have I been so disgusted reading something a character has done or said. The science in this world is also very stupid. For instance, due to the degeneration of the atmosphere, people must live in domed cities... of no more than six stories tall. That's right; domes large enough to cover small cities are not high enough to hold buildings more than six stories. Even domes built within the ruins of more contemporary cities follow this guideline. Why? I haven't a damned clue and the author fails to provide one. Bleah, enough of that. Positive notes for that book are the facts that it's well written (from a purely technical standpoint) and the parallel story of a Jewish Golem myth is more interesting and well done than the central plot. Also, at the ending, she is one of the few characters who realizes that the android character can be rebuilt from the leftover blueprints and design notes (yes!) but that it would be impossible to reinvent him, not because the AI brain he uses grows by experience (a subjective nature) but because he would not want to have another live as he did (fvck!). Overall, very badly done
Faith of the Fallen by Terry Goodkind. The sixth Sword of Truth book, where the series hit fvcking rock bottom! Oh my god. Ignoring the fact that this is a poor retread of Ayn Rand's The Fountainhead placed in a fantasy setting (or so I'm told) we can in turn just look at what's wrong with it in a general context. First, he resorts to a plot device used in 4 of the 5 preceding novels, that of splitting up his characters and giving each their own arc. Next, he drops all pretenses of the novel being a fantasy story with a moral message, and makes it a political polemic espousing the virtues of Objectivism and a whole, overly simplistic comparison of capitalism vs communism (or socialism). He constructs a lot of strawman arguments and uses one-dimensional charactures to implement them. Really, he spends an almost 800 page narrative beating the point home with a fvcking sledge hammer! It's disgusting that the man used a work of fiction from which to preach (never mistake it for anything else) his political and social opinions. He also shows other disturbing trends in how he's creating an effective oligarchy centered around the characters with the gift for magic. There are several instances where we see that the questioning of these characters results in death. Oh, and speaking of death, what pissed me off the most about this book was that he whacked a central and needed character. Now that's not a bad thing in and of itself, but he did it in SUCH an utterly STUPID way!! An off-camera, totally pointless and preventable death. Dumb, dumb, dumb. Plot wise, this book is a little... thin. Who am I kidding, in relation to the main plot, it's practically not even there! The central plot has advanced perhaps 600 pages between all of books 5-8. Heck, by the end of this one NOTHING HAPPENS! There's been a little movement, but nothing major has changed! For anyone who has ever wrote or done some studies of English, one thing that is known about good authors is that they plot ahead, that they know exactly where their stuff is going and usually have a lot of notes on the subject. I've heard Goodkind does not work like that and seems almost proud of the fact that he hasn't a clue where his series is going. Considering the quagmire he drops his characters into here for no real reason, that's not at all hard to believe.
A series with a nice split for me was the Rama series by Arthur C Clarke. The first one -- the solo effort -- is simply wonderful and a work of sci-fi art. As a friend of mine put it "It's like a bunch of apes discovering a moving diesel-electric locomotive." Very cool. Alas, he then got Gentrey Lee on board for the next three sequels. I stopped after the middle of the third book, because I just really stopped caring. The lead female was just beginning to annoy me and the whole mess became one huge, convoluted soap opera. Garden of Rama is the only book in the last 7-8 years that I have ever failed to finish. Even Greg Bear's novel Legacy -- which exists only because he tacked it on to the far better Eon series, and it had no bearing on that series at all -- I managed to finish after a couple months and a few other novels in between. Really, the social dynamics and soap opera nature introduced to the Rama series made it just utterly awful IMO.
Those are really the books that disgusted me the most, as you can see by the imprint they've left. Catcher in the Rye, the only one mentioned here I have read and would agree with, just struck me as bloody boring and ultimately pointless, plus the main character was an utter twit. I cannot see why people love that book so much and revere it to the point they do. It's some moron's weekend in New York for chrissake!!
-- Jack
Fiction writing is great. You can make up almost anything.
-- Ivana Trump, upon finishing her first novel