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In the freezing cold ocean a boy struggles to keep his head above water, but the sea is strong and pulls him under. He drowns. Then wakes, alone, in an empty street in a derelict town in England, the only human left on Earth. How can this be? Is he in the after life, or limbo? Or is this somehow a figment of his dying imagination? And what’s even odder, he knows this street from before. . .
Structure-wise, More Than This is very similar to The Knife of Never Letting Go – a teenage boy discovering secrets about his past in a world which is entirely alien to him, meeting allies, and being pursued by a dark figure. In fact, it has the same chase-and-catch structure of Knife, the same concrete real-time adrenaline pumping storyline that gradually doles out secret pieces of the past.
There are also thematic similarities to Knife: an exploration of interior thoughts vs exterior world through science fiction; the same interest in the way thoughts and the world bleed together and interact. In More Than This, however, these ideas seem to work much more directly than in Knife. In Knife it’s like thoughts are a magic ESP that characters possess, whereas in More Than This there is the hint that thoughts (or consciousness) is what the world is made of, and perhaps the story you create from your random experience is all there is. Is the ‘more than this’.
I love the directness of Patrick Ness’s writing, his urgent cinematic style where we are over the shoulder of our lead character – Seth – and stay with him only. It is the perfect way to tell the story of a character questioning the nature of reality; lost in a world he doesn’t understand. To stay close to Seth and his thoughts is probably the only way that you can tell this tale because the most important thing is that we do not know more than he does. We are learning with him, and have no concrete answers to the question of whether there’s an external reality at all or whether this is a dream taking place in his mind.
Patrick Ness is brilliant at having Seth think his way through problems, reason and consider both sides of an issue, and even when his friends, Tomasz and Regine, give him answers or help him out he questions the nature of their advice, even questions whether they and the driver (the villain of the piece) exist. This is a great post-modern way to undercut the problem of some of the scifi cliches that come up in a chase and catch plot, that at points is in danger of becoming Terminator meets The Matrix, and also keep things on an unsteady keel.
I love the depiction of Seth’s relationship with Gudmund in ‘the past’. The fact he is a gay hero in a scifi-ish novel, but also that that is only a part of his loneliness and his self, a fragment of it, and not what the story is solely about.
I also love it when a character like Seth, who feels alive, thinking and autonomous, suddenly questions the nature of their reality, and you, the reader, feel they are conscious of you and at any moment may work out that they are in a novel.
When Seth first questions the convenience of certain things in the story and whether Regine and Thomas are really real, I thought this was what he meant. And perhaps there is a playful hint of this all the way through, although maybe I am reading that wrong? Seth only exists, in that stream of words, while he’s telling himself the story, or is that the story being read? Just as you only exist when your brain is telling your story to you, and perhaps the ambiguous ending hints at these things too?
Standish Treadwell seems a completely unique YA voice and as a character totally believable and there. He made me think of Riddley Waker or Huck Finn with his simple forthright cleverness. The malapropisms and odd turns of phrase, he uses in his narration to describe his world, and the people in it, create such individual and unusual images that it lends a dark humour, and a sense of hope, to what might have otherwise been a very bleak story.
I loved Tally she’s another great Eva Ibbotson heroine, but I didn’t enjoy the story or the writing as much as The Star of Kazan, I felt it dragged in places and sometimes relied too much on narration. Though it’s set during WWII it seemed to skip a little too lightly over the events of that conflict.
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
It is refreshing to read a Victorian story of the time where the young teenage heroine is a cheeky, sarcastic, badly behaved character, who mouths off to everybody else in the book. So different from demure Dickensian girls, and even the sassy ones, like Miss Nipper or Nancy, don’t have the kind of banter that Mord Em’ly (Maude Emily when not rendered in some of the weirder phonetic cockney of the book) comes out with. Of course, despite her bad start in life, Mor’d Emly comes good in the end, rising up from her teenage street gang beginnings to become a more respectable grown woman, but even through this, she is still very much her own bloody-minded stubborn self.
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
A dark dream-like fairytale that examines love and the horrors of war. Tinder is an exquisitely designed book, filled with a beautiful poetic prose, and amazing angular black and white (and red) illustrations that interact in unique ways with the text. The story, inspired by Hans Christian Anderson’s Tinderbox fairytale, which I have yet to read, was a real page turner and the atmosphere is so strongly conjured by Sally’s individual and distinctive way of describing the world, and the the graphic quality of the illustrations, that it stays with you long after you finish reading.
Whatever I say about this book I don’t think will come close to covering it. A holocaust memoir, that is less about heroes and villains and drama and tragedy, and more about the will to survive. The detached style of the writing and the grey morality of some of the characters in the camp, including, at moments, the narrator, just point up the siege mentality, and the desperate nature of the situation – how one must ruthlessly put ones own well being first in a fight through every day, or shut down the bigger reality of the situation, in order to survive.
In November I did Nanowrimo for the second time and this time I managed to finish, and came out of it with a rough first draft for a new novel. I can’t say much about it, except that it is another Steampunk story with a Middle Grade kind of vibe. Hopefully I can take my pages from Nano and turn it into something that is not complete gibberish.