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I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a couple of weeks, I took
some time and traveled from London to Milan/Florence via Switzerland, crazy
most of the time but for some reason Montreux has now turned into our cup of
tea. Relaxing and spectacularly brilliant after the antics of the French and
Londoners – or at least that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. I am working on
a video that I’ll post on YouTube about the trip, hopefully this year.
What I really enjoyed about the vacation was the chance
to read and write. I read three books during the trip, Dan Brown’s Inferno, Steven Coonts’ Pirate Alley, and a good start on
Patrick O’Brian’s first in the 19 book series, Master and Commander, quick reviews of the first two below.
But more importantly, I was also able to finally complete
the last chapter of my new World War II romance and spy novel Wars
Amongst Lovers. I have had the luxury of having five people read the
story and all think it’s great. Their comments have made it even better. These
readings help when you have inadvertently messed up the story or confused the
reader, they bring you back to point. Most helpful are their ideas that help flesh out the
characters and make them real. Thanks to all – I listened and made
improvements. You are all on my free book list.
My last blog post (see below) was about the best seller and what it all
means, whatever the genre. Being on top of the best seller list is like winning
the World Series for a writer. All the hard work has led to recognition, what
else is there? Anticipating Brown’s Inferno
I titled the last blog as such. I was disappointed. The story is interesting
and, as most of Mr. Brown’s works, raises discussions about issues beyond the
simple detective thrillers that his books are. The detective (really a college professor),
Robert Langdon is a symbologist and, with his skills reading between the
written and symbol filled lines of history and fantasy, needles out the
solution to mysteries and murders. All well in good. The story moves along (as
in all his books the chase takes just one day) from Florence to Venice to
Istanbul. In fact I was in Florence the day I finished the book, I looked for
many of the things he pointed out in the book. All in all I give it a 5 out of 10.
What you say? A mediocre average, he’s a bestselling
author for Pete’s sake. Yes, because Mr. Brown should have evolved into a better
writer than this book represents. Amateurs feel compelled to put in all their research,
no matter how irrelevant or trivial to the story – but Mr. Brown is compelled to leave it
in. He brings up tangential bursts of information so often through the book
that it is not only distracting but downright annoying. Inferno at times seems more like an Italian travelogue than a mystery,
I’m distracted by art lessons and architecture theory. And while he populates
the book with red herrings and crumbs, it is bogged down by these tidbits of
tedious knowledge. While politics and Florence go hand-in-hand (Medici and Machiavelli
come to mind) – some is too much. I do not think that Christian churches will
be holding meetings to discuss the general theme of Inferno, certainly not like they did for the Da Vinci Code. Sad because his publisher, Doubleday has spent a fortune promoting, translating and
insuring the book has a worldwide opening (Inferno and Dante were even the theme of an
episode on the last CSI, Las Vegas
for the year – coincidence?).
On the other hand if you are planning to take a cruise
you must read Stephen Coonts’ Pirate
Alley. It is one story that you can’t put down – seriously. And when
finished you will immediately cancel that summer cruise down the Suez Canal and
out to the Indian Ocean. Be afraid, be very afraid. Mr. Coonts over the past 27
years has written some of the best military thrillers in the American genre.
His two main characters Jake Grafton and Tommy Carmellini, aren’t Jack Reachers
or other super hero types but damn fine soldiers doing hard work in the old
fashion kick-their-butts the American way. And Jake does manage to save the
world a few times.
Pirate Alley is
about the seizing of a cruise ship off the coast of Somalia by pirates and the
efforts of the British and American military forces under the command of
Grafton (of course) to save the eight hundred passengers and crew from some
very nasty Somalis and Islamic terrorists. Well written, fast paced, more
weapons and explosives than you can imagine, and Carmellini’s bitching and complaining through
the whole book – loved it. But I didn’t like the title, Pirate Alley. All the action takes place on the ocean or Somalia –
not some Los Angeles alley. I like Pirate Desert
better – kind of poetic and counterintuitive.
More later and I’m glad to be home . . . . . . .
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