11.16.2011

Blog Tour & Book Review: BECOME by ALI CROSS

Welcome to the next stop on the Dark C.A.R.M.A. Tour! Here we'll be having at Ali Cross's new YA novel Become.


A little story first: Ali Cross asked Krispy to review Become and sent her a copy. Krispy started to read it but was too busy to get very far, whereas I had a little more time and read the whole thing. Ali asked for honest feedback and so we told her the truth: Krispy hadn't gotten far enough to form a real opinion and I had a number of issues with the book and therefore didn't feel comfortable reviewing it.

Herein shines Ali's awesomeness and literary integrity: She asked me to review the book anyway, and proposed a very special giveaway for this stop on her blogalicious tour. Her candor, humor, and stance on honesty should be lauded and applauded. Ali is fearless. No wonder she runs a ninja dojo.  From my understanding, she looks a little something like this:
 
Only, you know, she's like 10,000x more awesome.
Anyway, dear folks, here's info on the amazing giveaway we have courtesy of the equally amazing Ali! Comment on this post (and include your email if it's not linked to your blogger profile) and you will be entered to win an exclusive paperback edition of Become with a special Alz "this book sucks" cover. The giveaway will be open for a week, with a winner picked at random and announced on Nov. 23rd.


Buy the book:
Amazon! Paperback style!
Amazon! Kindle lovin'!
Barnes & Noble! Nookie nook!
Smashwords! Ebooktabulous!

Meet Ali Cross:
Blog!
Twitter!
Facebook!

Now, onward to the review!

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Become by Ali Cross

Pros: Interesting take on combining Christianity and Norse mythology; touches upon issues such as teenage alcoholism and suicide; protagonist does struggle with making choices.

Cons: Some very important plot points and worldbuilding details are glossed over, never sufficiently explained, or inexplicably vanish; many characters are archetypes with no real personality, including the heroine; the clop-clop-clopping of drama llama hooves echoes within the vaults of the protagonist's cathedral of angst.


Okay, so this is St. Peter's Basilica in Rome, but I imagine
Desolation looks like this deep inside, llama included.

Intellectual Rating: 2.75 out of 10 stars
Emotional Grade: F+

Book Blurb: (from Goodreads) Sixteen-year old Desolation Black wants nothing more than to stay in Hell where it’s cold and lonely and totally predictable. Instead, she’s sent back to Earth where she must face the evil she despises and the good she always feared.

When Desi is forced to embrace her inner demon, she assumes her choice has been made—that she has no hope of being anything other than what her father, Lucifer, has created her to be. What she doesn’t count on, is finding a reason to change—something she’s never had before—a friend.

Alz's Take: This book definitely feels like it has a bigger picture in mind than the simple angel-demon-forbidden-romance-mysterious-past that plagues the world of YA. Themes of morality, faith, friendship, fidelity, redemption, teenage suicide and alcoholism, and the good ol' struggle to find yourself in a confusing and dangerous world—these are high goals, and I respect that.

And therefore I weep, weep tears of blood that the story never actually scores a goal with regards to any of those themes. They're there, and they're touched upon, but the actual exploration thereof is shallow at best—the book dips a toe into these deep waters and then draws it back with an angsty sigh, instead choosing to wade through the shallows.




Desolation hates her father and doesn't want to embrace her dark side and Become a Sith Lord true demon because…I'm not really sure why, actually. Her teenage rebellion seems to be teenage rebellion for the sake of teenage rebellion, and she hates her father because he's Lucifer. Which sounds fairly reasonable until you start to think about it because he actually seems like one of the more decent YA fathers I've read: he cares about his daughter's welfare and has concern for her future, is encouraging her to pursue an active vocation (albeit one that involves evil), he provides for her emotionally and even materialistically to the point that this girl living in Hell has an iPod, Doc Martens, and tons of teenage human stuff in her room.
I always picture her with emo hair.

Lucifer doesn't appear all that threatening or evil. In fact, after a while my sympathies actually began to lie with the Father of Lies because sheesh, this guy has to deal with such an emo rebel-without-a-cause daughter—and yet he does so with fondly amused tolerance and relative good nature. Yes, Alz has sympathy for the devil, folks. I'm sure that will surprise none of you, especially Krispy.

At any rate, the story seems to be banking on preconceived notions of of-course-Lucifer-is-evil-and-Desolation-should-hate-and-rebel-against-him instead of actually developing a conflicting relationship between them based on personality, morality, and character. Desi doesn't want to become evil, but why? Is it because she doesn't believe in evil? Is it because the thought of torturing souls horrifies her? Does she secretly just want to be free of her father and live her life as she chooses?

I finished the whole book and I don't know. And since this is the central conflict of the story—Desolation's struggle between good and evil—that's not good.


On the flipside, does Desolation even want to be good? What is the difference between light and dark? Is there a gray side to any of this? Can the "right" choice sometimes be a dark one? What is morality? Does how we define ourselves have an effect upon what we choose to perceive as good and evil?

Again, I don't know. It feels like the story was based on these themes and kind of nibbles around the edges of them with no actual thematic exploration. This was particularly frustrating since the setup is so great: a girl struggling with her inner nature and trying to find herself in a world that sees her as a force of evil.

Desolation's character and conflict are interesting conceptually but the execution leaves something to be desired the way an unsalted soup leaves something to be desired: it's missing a surprisingly crucial ingredient that adds savor generally taken for granted.
A steaming bowl of Desolation soup.
I was frequently puzzled by Desolation. She'd swing from feeling Love and Light and Wanting to Do the Right Thing to Anger and Emo and Wanting to Be Alone within the space of a single page, and I never understood why. She's a snarky teen one moment and a despairing demon of woe the next. I actually thought for a while that maybe she was bipolar, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

There's a very important scene that I'm going to see if I can carefully skirt around right now because I'm avoiding spoilers. Let's see how specifically vague I can be. Basically, something really horrible happened and Desolation took matters into her own hands, meting out what I personally thought was a big glass of richly-deserved fresh-squeezed justice.


Once Desolation realized what she had done though, she was just horrified and mentally beat herself up for what she had done. Which I kind of understand—it's a reasonable reaction—but never once does it ever cross her mind that maybe she did a good thing, or that this situation warranted her actions, or feel some sense of satisfaction that comeuppance got served, hell yeah, hot off the lunchline.

So that's Desolation Black (no relation to Sirius Black). There are other characters whom come forth like perfectly formed chocolates from the silicone molds of stereotypes: Desolation's BFF/maternal figure is the Hooker with a Heart of Gold, Michael is the Noble Warrior, Akaros is the Cruel Forbidding Mentor, Daniel is the Criminal Millionare Douchebag.

Speaking of Daniel, I have no idea what he looks like. The guy is a tool in more than one sense of the word, though mainly he's a tool that provides ritzy lodgings and everything a teenage girl could materialistically desire for Desi, is occasionally a jerkface, and is generally so unimportant that he vanishes near the end of the book for no explicable reason.

Daniel is never, ever described physically. I have no idea if he's dwarfishly short or gigantically tall, Herculeanly athletic or a big fat ball of lard. He might have seventy-five feet of gloriously golden magical hair and like to cross-dress for all I know.

Daniel?
This is an example of the technical issues the book has—sometimes characters and places aren't described enough or even at all. The magical/theological system is interesting as it mixes Nordic and Christian elements, but important plot points are so vaguely described I didn't understand what Etc. meant or why it was so important, even though it's so very important and powerful that Lucifer even now is fighting for it. What is it, exactly, and how does it work?

Looking at the book in terms of story construction, I was pleasantly surprised when I went back and reread some sections—there were a few clues to Desi's past and true nature tucked in here and there that I had totally missed because they were so innocuous at the time. That was cool, though I do feel like maybe they were a little too obscure to set up for the Big Reveal.

On the other hand, the pacing is more all over the place than an ADHD-afflicted duck on a disco dance floor. It's slow and then it's fast and then it's slow and then it's confusing and then it's more confusing and then it's all rush-rush-rush to the end. Characters suddenly appear but they've got terminal cases of Told-Not-Shown because we're told they're important and told why and told that they care about what's going on because…uh, because. Things happen suddenly! And then other things happen! And now it's time for a dramatic end, see you in book two!

But enough of all that. Let's talk romance! If you're a fan of the Destined Troo Luv type o' romantic entanglement, you'll probably like what's offered up here. Unfortunately, some narrative flaws muck up the story to the point where I was never entirely sure how much Desolation knew about Michael and her own mysterious past. It jarred me quite a bit because one moment she was pondering who Michael was and why she seemed to know him, and then suddenly a few pages later she was talking about him like she'd remembered everything and I'd somehow missed her mnemonic epiphany—and yet later, she seemed to have forgotten, only to remember.

And since the book is first-person narration, all that's a problem. I was confused.


The story involves numerous plotlines and ideas that never quite build up to a perfect whole. As I read I kept on expecting details and plot points to be explained and come together, since it seemed like the book was taking the immersive worldbuilding approach, which is my favorite. But by the end, I was still confused—about Desi's past, her motivations, why she hates her father, the mechanics of the world mythology and magic, where these other characters came from, and what, in general, the hell is going on.



Alz's Conclusion: Keep in mind that I am Alz, AKA Picky McPickerson, Lord of Judgment and Demon of Criticality. Unlike other books that actively pissed me off or disgusted me because they treated delicate issues offensively and went for shock value above good storytelling, Become is based on philosophical questions and thought-provoking themes that are never quite done justice. Technical and narrative flaws bog down the rest of story to the point that it becomes a whirlpool of confusion into which I was trapped, helplessly trapped and spun around, grasping for something to ground me and being frustrated because so many things tantalizingly brushed my fingertips before I was again swept away.

All that aside, I can honestly say that while the book didn't suit my taste, the trappings of angels, teenage angst, and a semi-anti-heroine will probably appeal to any number of people. This Alz just ain't one of them.

All pictures not doodled by Alz are courtesy of Wikipedia.

11.11.2011

Randomosity on Fridays: What to Read?

As usual, I am super behind in NaNo, which makes for short blog posts.

So today's Randomosity is a POLL of books. As in, what book should I read next?!

You see, I have just finished reading Scott Westerfeld's GOLIATH and before that Rick Riordan's SON OF NEPTUNE. Both of these were sequels that I have been long anticipating. They've more or less succeeded in knocking me out of my reading funk & I have to catch up on my reading goal for this year. Goodreads says I'm 10 books behind at my current rate!

Here is a list of books that I currently have in my possession that I've been wanting to read. Please tell me in the comments what I should read next.

Deathless
The Broken Kingdoms
Johannes Cabal the Necromancer
The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer
The Fox Inheritance
Why We Broke Up
The Night Circus
Dust City
Imaginary Girls
Chime
Fire
Possession
Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

Thank you in advance for your input! If there are other books you really really liked that aren't on my list, please do suggest those!

For my fellow U.S. folks, Happy Veterans Day! (I hope you got the day off because I didn't.) Happy Armistice Day! And Happy Binary Day! 11/11/11!

P.S. I want to wish the lovely ali cross a HAPPY BOOK RELEASE DAY! To learn more about her book, BECOME, check out her website! Her blog tour will be stopping by here on Wednesday, 11/16!

P.P.S. Also ALZ has a birthday this month! So I'd like to say an early HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! :D

11.09.2011

Wordless Wednesday: Our Past Week

Here's what Krispy and I have been up to lately:

Krispy: This is a ridiculously addictive game.
I JUST WANT TO KILL THE FRUIT. WHY DO YOU TAUNT MEEEEE.
Hey, wait, are you blogging this? NOOOO!
Yum.
Percy is a total bamf.
We're both hard at work. Krispy needs to write more though or I will crush her like a cranberry.

We've given it two eps so far.  Krispy is ambivalent whereas I don't like it.

We both like Grimm though!
In other words, Krispy and I imbibe great quantities of hot sweet beverages, watch a lot of TV, play stupid games, and then write furiously for the latter half of the evening.  What do you think of Grimm and/or Once Upon a Time?  How goes your nanoing?

11.04.2011

7x7 Link Madness

No, you are NOT seeing things. This is yet another 7x7 Award Meme post!

Apparently, the rules got a bit mixed up for this one. So last time, we gave you 7 facts about ourselves. This time, we're giving you links to posts we find befitting of the categories given as part of the award! We received this version of the award from our fellow boba-consuming friend, Sophia.


GOAL: highlight previous posts in the superlative categories below.

Most Beautiful: Wordless Wednesday...not really.
 
Most Helpful: What's In a Name? and What's In a Name Redux (2 posts because they kind of go together)
 
Most Popular: Poetry Schmoetry Blogfest
 
Most Controversial: 100th Post & Final Push/Boycotting The Last Airbender movie 
[For the record, we ended up seeing the movie much later for free & because of one really hilarious .gif of a slow rock (and sometimes we're masochistically curious), and we can honestly tell you, it sucked like nothing has ever sucked before - and this is on its own merit (or lack thereof) without taking into account the racebending. You think that's hyperbole but it's really not. I want my free rental voucher back.]
 
Most Surprisingly Successful: Blogfest - Writing Compelling Characters: Who was that again?
 
Most Underrated: WIP Wednesday: Math Analogies, no seriously. OR The Importance of Interstitial Histories
[Alz likes the first because it surprisingly involves math. I like the second because I actually sound intelligent and not like the sugar-fueled !!! monster you've all come to know.]
 
Most Pride Worthy: Magnum Opus
 
There you have it! Now, we're going back to NaNoing. How are your word counts, fellow NaNo-ers? Non-NaNoers, how are you? What are you up to?

11.02.2011

End (Halloween) & Begin (NaNo 2011)

Double trouble post! We're covering HALLOWEEN and NANOWRIMO! Halloween is all pictures, so I'm going to skip to NaNo first.

I actually did my NaNo attempt in August under Camp NaNo, but thanks to that Third Campaigner Challenge prompt, my brain started ticking. But I have no plot! No outline! No apparent direction!

But I'm doing it anyway. Alz and other people (you know who you are *cough* Lori *cough* ChristineF *cough*) talked me into it. I decided yesterday night while I was hiding from Trick-or-Treaters in the dark. Har.

TL;DR: We're doing NaNo this year! I'm kangaru and Alz is shizalent. Friend us if you will & shame us into writing!

Now, Halloween! Mostly pictures. Hope you enjoy!

Surprise Party for friend's bday
Sister's 1st pumpkin carving: R2-D2!

Halloween Weekend
Sis was Doctor Who & Alz was the TARDIS

Sis actually owns these clothes.
    
Alz made that TARDIS hoodie.

I was a snake or rather The Serpent. Fancy an apple?

Scales could've been better with more time & prep.
Halloween Day

We had a Halloween potluck at work. Guess who I dressed up as? :D
Here are a few clues. Hint: Alz wrote at length about this.

Yep, I was a FAIRY or more specifically, LAUREL! (You can't tell in the photo so much, but the entire bottom half of my dress is covered in blue flowers.)
I only eat fruit & drink Sprite!

Q4U: What were you this Halloween? OR What are you writing about for NaNo / doing instead of NaNo? (Nanowrimos, let us know your usernames & we'll buddy up!)

10.28.2011

7x7 Blog Award Meme

Ani at Anime's Musings tagged us for a blog award! Thanks, Ani! This means we have to share 7 interesting facts about ourselves.

1. (KRISPY) I play 2 instruments: the flute and the Chinese zither.

2. (KRISPY) After graduating from university, I went on an archaeology internship in Taiwan. We cleaned 5000 year old human bones, glued pottery back together, and got attacked by nefarious Asian mosquitoes. We also spent a week napping in a warehouse full of ancient babies in pots.

3. (KRISPY) The only time I've ever felt claustrophobic was in my Senior year of high school. I was in Germany with my German class, and a bunch of us took up the challenge of climbing the world's tallest church steeple in Ulm. That's like 700-some steps, which is daunting enough by itself but SO MUCH WORSE when most of those steps go upwards in a narrow, enclosed spiral. Imagine climbing 300 steps in the cold of winter without being able to see below or above you. No windows, just solid, centuries-old STONE. Around step 379, I thought (in the tradition of Arrested Development), "I've made a HUGE mistake." (For the record, I made it to the top and back down without having a panic attack.)

4. (KRISPY) 98% of the time, I can make myself fall asleep in 5-10 minutes. Even if I've had tea or coffee only an hour before.

5. (ALZ) I hate Krispy for the fact above. But that's not an interesting fact because everyone already knows it.  Krispy says I should tell you all about how I have an "intense passionate hatred" for Prince Charming from Disney's Cinderella. I just don't like him because of his pink face and his unbending Lego limbs and his utter and complete uselessness. This is not hatred. This is merely the Judgment of Alz, as she says to Prince Charming's charm and princeliness:


6. (ALZ) I am a super badass extreme unconquerable asskicker in Super Puzzle Fighter II Turbo. Or I used to be.  It's been a while since I last played.  But I bet a bucket of diamond-encrusted platinum nuggets that I could still destroy anyone who cared to raise a hand against my almighty combo-gem-smashing skillz.


7. (ALZ) Krispy insists that I admit I find nothing particularly special or deliciously delightful about In-N-Out. I would not go out of my way to eat of their food, no matter how fine or crave-satisfying Krispy and so many others purport it to be.


We'll tag people next time. Until then, HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Gorge on candy.

And by the way, peeps--who's doing NaNoWriMo?

10.26.2011

Joust, Criminal Minds, Pumpkin Carving

Today's post is brought to you by Alz's ancient Wacom tablet, Krispy's suggestions, and Lydia's request for stick figure drawings with crazy eyes.

First off, a visual summary/mini-review of a non-YA fantasy book by a prolific and popular author whom I used to love from third grade through high school and then—well, her books started going downhill much the same way boulders, avalanches, and wingless ducks go downhill.

Yes, I'm talking about Joust by Mercedes Lackey, a book about a young boy enslaved and enserfed into serving his enemies, the dragon-riding Jousters who are at war with his own country. Young Vetch seeks to raise his own dragon and return to his homeland to teach his country's Jousters the secret of raising tame dragons as opposed to capturing wild ones.

The book is nowhere near as exciting as that.  It's pretty much the daily grind of being a dragonboy, Vetch angsting, and Vetch's circumstances becoming a saga of boring and incredibly convenient coincidences. I shall show you what Vetch is like throughout the book:



Everything falls into Vetch's hands like ripe fruit, for conflict? There is none. He just worries about stuff but gets away with absolutely everything without ever being caught. Nobody ever hurts him or bothers him throughout the entire book. His master is a sickeningly "good" man who understands that serfdom and slavery are wrong, drinks only moderately, and is modest and unbecoming and noble and heroic and the repeated iterations of Vetch's relief that Master Ari is just brotherly and not a pedophile really did not help.

Moving on! Krispy suggested I doodle something related to the TV we've been watching lately. This is what happens when Krispy and I watch Criminal Minds:


Lastly, over the weekend we threw together a Halloween-themed surprise birthday party for our friend. There was Chantilly cake and red velvet cupcakes and candy and truffle cheese and baguettes and cute monster sodas, and the evening culminated in Krispy's sister carving her first ever pumpkin. It was a beautiful heartwarming scene forever immortalized in the portrait I sketched alongside the master carver:



And that, my friends, is all for today. Have you carved your pumpkins yet?