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daimira

I'm daimira, mad scientist and voracious devourer and hoarder of books. My TBR pile is not so much a pile as it is a mound that would require a shovel to dig through. Aside from books, I also love music, animation, writing, and art.

My reading history is sort of backwards: I started out with Classical Literature as a child (albeit... more »
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  • member since August 17 2007

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  • The Amulet of Samarkand
    • Rated 2 stars

    If the quality of a book rested solely on its plot, this would be an excellent novel. The general plot is, of course, standard fantasy fare (save the world!) but its details and the world built to drive it is unique. Also, there appears to be a second plot running under the main one which will obviously be continued in the later books, and this plot seems much more promising.

    Story-wise, this first installment in The Bartimaeus Trilogy is respectably good. However, the writing failed to appeal to me in many ways that, were they not already in my possession, I might not even bother with the next two books. Jonathan Stroud somehow manages to write with so much distance between the narrator(s) and the readers — even when he’s telling the story in first person through Bartimaeus. This is partly because Bartimaeus is vain and patronizing, but mostly because even the first-person narrative sounds like a third-person omniscient storyteller is telling it, only with “I’s”.

    The gratuitous footnotes did not help. I’ve seen authors incorporate even the most long-winded of footnotes smoothly and sparingly that they don’t disrupt the narrative. This book has too much of them, however, and most of them were either useless or flat-out unamusing. It makes me wonder if Mr. Stroud let an editor touch his book (he is, after all, an editor himself). Some of the footnotes are entertaining, but halfway through the book I was so sick of Bartimaeus’ self-satisfied, conceited remarks that I wanted to scream every time I saw a superscript. A number of the useful footnotes could also have been incorporated into the normal narrative with a bit of rearrangement. It would have been easier to absorb, would have saved me from moving my eyes, and would have kept the book flowing smoothly.

    To cap off the distant, flat narrative, and the distracting footnotes, Nathaniel and Bartimaeus are so remarkably unsympathetic, I felt none of the usual drive to finish a book as soon as possible because I really didn’t care much about what was going to happen to them. I like the flawed hero as much as the next (I’ve even written my share of really crrrrrrrrazy heroes) but no one in the book liked Nat and Barty (apart from two very one-dimensional characters) and they didn’t like anybody back — heck, they didn’t even like each other. This made them so isolated, it was nearly impossible to relate to them. Also, I don’t know how the author managed it, but his two heroes had such a bland relationship — even when fighting or hating each other.

    In the end, I’m of two minds about recommending this book to anybody. The story is all right (nothing revolutionary, though interesting) but the humor falls flat, the prose is cold, and the characters are not very loveable.

    daimira wrote this review Wednesday, May 7 2008. ( reply | permalink )
  • Across the Nightingale Floor
    • Rated 4 stars

    Tomasu was raised among the peace-loving Hidden, but when the warlord Iida Sadamu stamped out his small village, he was forced to flee, and ran right into Shigeru, a Lord of the Otori. Then begins his life as Takeo, adopted son of Shigeru. At the same time, Takeo’s heritage is revealed. He is Kikuta, one of the Tribe, a family of assassins with unusual and deadly powers. And the time will come when, for his adoptive father, he must use all his abilities to cross Iida’s singing nightingale floor and take the warlord’s life.

    What do I like so much about this book? Let’s see. The clean, simple, yet vivid prose? The entirely too awesome characters? Everything?

    It’s been a year since I first read this first book in the Otori series, and since then, I’ve quickly acquired the rest of it. This book is so very…well, PRETTY. The words are PRETTY, the world as described is PRETTY, Takeo is a pretty boy, and so on. (Okay, maybe I’m kidding a bit).

    By the prettiness of the words, I mean the writing style. Before the plot and the characters could draw me in, Lian Hearn’s spare simplicity when it came to descriptions and narratives attracted me to the story. She can create a whole setting and atmosphere with just two sentences, leaving the rest to the reader’s imagination. And yet this brings the scenery to life so perfectly, much more than a long-winded, flowery description of every rock, tree, and building (oh, sorry, Terry Goodkind). Like the oriental watercolors that Takeo paints, there is a sense of motion and there are vivid colors, but the strokes aren’t bold, and the background is light and almost bare, but at the same time, it looks so real. She had a way of drawing my attention to one small detail and then letting me build the rest from there.

    It’s hard to put it into words, so I suppose you’ll have to read the books to understand what I mean. The style sometimes made it seem as though the book moved at a leisurely, slow pace, and I just suddenly realized that I was already at the end.

    But style aside, Across the Nightingale Floor has a great story going for it, one filled with deception, intrigue and betrayal, as well as loyalty, honor and love. It carried me gently through Takeo’s life and heart and made me want to read more.

    For the first novel in a series, I’d say this book was definitely a success.

    Oh, by the way, I’m sticking this under “Fantasy” because it is…in a way. It certainly doesn’t fit in with the rest of the books under “General Fiction.”

    daimira wrote this review Thursday, April 3 2008. ( reply | permalink )
  • The No.1 Ladies' Detective Agency
    • Rated 2 stars

    Precious Ramotswe has just established the No.1 Ladies' Detective Agency in Botswana -- possibly the only detective agency (ladies' or otherwise) in the area. And sure, while the book is generous in its description of the scenery and the facts of life, it is also incredibly bland.

    This is the type of book I'd read if I wanted to fall asleep, or if I wanted something to read and avoid thinking at the same time. The little stories failed to spark my imagination, and the mysteries are laughably lightweight and I can't help but see the problems of Mma Ramotswe's clients as generally irrelevant, even if they're not, simply because the tone of the book is so bland. It often reads like a book for five-year-olds.

    A lot of people seem to love this series, but I suppose it's not my cup of tea. It has some insight, certainly, but over-all, it borders on superficial. It would have helped if the book had more of a sense of humor and didn't take itself too seriously.

    I didn't care much for the characters, either. They didn't seem real to me. I've met a number of Africans (granted, none of them have been from Botswana) and none of them were so exaggeratedly simple (by simple, I mean innocent -- not stupid). Maybe if I meet someone from Botswana, I'll take this statement back, but Smith's characters are dream world characters.

    daimira wrote this review Wednesday, April 2 2008. ( reply | permalink )
  • Autumn Bridge
    • Rated 4 stars

    Six years have passed since Okumichi Genji, Great Lord of Akaoka domain, was saved by an American missionary. In the late 1800s, Japan stands on the threshold of change. In another time, fourteenth century Japan to be more specific, the Okumichi clan is all but wiped out by a treacherous commander intent on murdering the Okumichi’s sorceress ancestor, the Lady Shizuka, and the future of the entire clan hangs in the balance.

    Where to begin about this novel? My summary does it no justice (but then, my summaries never do anything any justice). So I’ll just launch into the praise, I think.

    This book is so beautifully made. It is difficult to create a story that jumps back and forth through time and place that doesn’t fall apart on the author. Despite the jumping around, he managed to cleverly weave a cohesive story out of so many different threads without it becoming scattered or confusing. At the same time, the prose is beautiful: often understated, yet elaborate at other times. The characterization is vivid and consistent.

    I really, really love this book. It is everything a follow-up novel should be. It answered the questions of the first book, created more questions, and answered most of them by the end. While it left a little corner of my heart hoping for more, I’m satisfied enough with the ending to accept that Genji’s story is over. Indeed, the novel ended at the PERFECT time and place, in both Genji’s story and Shizuka’s.

    This is an EXCELLENT conclusion (or beginning?) to Matsuoka’s tale of love, war, and prophecies. Plus, where else but the Genji books will you find ninja, samurai, and cowboys all in one place?

    daimira wrote this review Friday, March 21 2008. ( reply | permalink )
  • Cloud of Sparrows
    • Rated 5 stars

    Okumichi Genji, Daimyo of Akaoka, seems to enjoy being cast into controversies. With an outward appearance of frivolity and also slightly effeminate, the other Great Lords of Japan don’t think too much of him, though the reputation of his family as seers and prophets garner him — to what others view as undeserved — a kind of superstitious respect.

    Even his own people doubt his wisdom, for his decisions are usually highly radical. And so, many of them are dismayed but not entirely surprised when Christian missionaries land on Edo, and Genji welcomes them into his palace with open arms. But Genji has his reasons, for he has foreseen that an outsider, arriving in the new year, would save his life. And the future of the Okumichi clan begins to unfold in unexpected ways.

    This is an excellent first book. You don’t get very many excellent first novels these days. I thought it was a stand alone book, but it turned out to be the first part in a series. I have very strange luck. I told myself I wasn’t going to get into any new series, but I’ve been wanting this book for a year — and it exceeded my expectations (probably because I was expecting a great but slightly boring plot but instead got a GREAT and EXCITING plot).

    Cloud of Sparrows is a Japanese fantasy of sorts, set some time after the landing of the Black Ships and dealing mostly with Japan’s struggle from a bloody, archaic, and highly ritualistic xenophobic country to what it would eventually become. It describes the time when the Japanese, so attached to their pasts, faced a bleak future because of their hesitation to progress, coupled with their automatic distrust and disdain of all things foreign. Interspersed with “quotes” from the Okumichi prophetic scrolls, the Suzume no Kumo (the novel’s namesake), Sparrows offers us an insight into the basic, stereotypical Japanese mindset in that era as well as their lifestyle then. It shows us the world of geishas and samurais and daimyos waging wars over minor grudges kept alive for centuries. It seems like far too large a scope, but instead of being a dragging pseudo-historical chronicle, Matsuoka creates a novel that is very personal.

    First of all, the backdrop, the setting, is extremely detailed. Matsuoka shows us so many things about Tokugawa Japan by letting us enter the very lives of Genji and his samurai, a perfect microcosm of the entire country. The characters are shown in a very human manner, are consistent, and just plain interesting. Every one of them has specific roles, idiosyncracies, and sharp, unshakeable mindsets. Unlike many novels these days which tend to pull their characters this way and that to make the story move, the characters in Sparrows simply go about their daily lives, unwittingly dragging the plot along behind them, which then unfolds smoothly and easily.

    The story is extremely well-written aside from having such a page-turning, action-packed, and original plot. There’s intrigue, betrayal, murder, revenge, and love. It is humorous for most of the time (Genji deserves my worship for having such a sarcastic flair), but utterly serious when it has to be. The language is absolute poetry and beauty. A must-read for every fan of Japanese culture — and even those that are not.

    However, the novel is a bit tragic and quite a lot of characters get killed off. So don’t read it if you want your stories starting with “Once upon a time,” and ending with “happily ever after.”

    daimira wrote this review Wednesday, March 19 2008. ( reply | permalink )
  • Trickster's Choice
    • Rated 2 stars

    Aly is sick of being told by her mother to find some kind of passion and at the same time being prevented from actually working on something she likes: spying. After yet another argument, she decides to run away to stay with some family friends until her mother’s head cools. She hasn’t gone very far from her home when she is captured by slave traders and soon finds herself out of Tortall and enslaved in a household in the Copper Isles. Her new masters are kind, and soon it is revealed that the Trickster God, Kyprioth, has chosen her to protect the ancient, native royal line. Aly finds herself caught in the middle of a power struggle between the weakening colonial rule and the natives’ emerging rebellion, all the while hiding her true heritage and identity.

    Eh, my summary is crap, but that pretty much covers it. Alanna’s (Lioness Quartet) daughter is a hell of a lot more likeable and sensible than her mother, but she’s still just as unrealistic. Nevertheless, I liked her and her relationships with the people around her. Also, the romantic angle between her and Nawat unfolds in a charmingly sweet and simple way, as opposed to Alanna’s numerous romances and fickle-mindedness and general stupidity when it comes to love. Still, Aly just has it much, much too easy. I know, I know. It’s Tamora Pierce. The worst thing a heroine can get is a shoulder wound or something. Nothing bad will happen to Aly, but maybe - I thought - just maybe, she’ll have it a lot harder than usual. Wrong. Not only is there no real, actual SPYING, but the presence of Kyprioth and his support for Alanna is just too freaking convenient. In a tight spot? Trickster God to the rescue! The native alliance doubting you and planning to kill you? Gosh, Kyprioth will tell them to stop bullying you! Kyprioth, Kyprioth, Kyprioth. Every big problem or obstacle is removed by Kyprioth and if Kyprioth can’t directly intervene, then Nawat will surely beat up anyone who tries to hurt Aly and her charges.

    Right from the start, all possible conflicts were already neatly removed by sticking Aly in a nice family at once and then an early problem easily solved by a holy apparation which reveals Aly’s importance and “God-chosen” status immediately to the family she’s serving. Aly does not even do any actual spying or information-gathering herself: she gets other people to do it for her. She even gets her own bodyguard later on! The whole thing just makes me laugh. The back cover blurb tricked me into thinking that she’ll actually have it tough, but no. It’s all a piece of cake. I don’t know why the story even happened at all, can anyone understand me? The hardships were so watered-down and the conflicts so laughably easy that there’s hardly any point writing about it at all. Aly becomes a weak heroine because of the ease with which all problems solve themselves, which is unfair because she’s got a lot of heroine in her.

    daimira wrote this review Wednesday, March 19 2008. ( reply | permalink )
  • The Fifth Elephant
    • Rated 2 stars

    Samuel Vimes, Commander of the Ankh-Morpork City Watch and Duke of Ankh has been chosen (or coerced) by Lord Vetinari to become A-M’s new ambassador to the fat-rich country of Uberwald to witness the coronation of the new Low King of the Dwarfs.

    But wherever a policeman goes, he finds crime (or it finds him), and there’s nothing more crime-inducive than a political struggle between dwarfs, blown all out of proportion by the participation of werewolves, vampires, and - of course - humans.

    Fifth Elephant has a lot going for it, including the presence of some of Pratchett’s most interesting characters. There’s Vimes, who always seems to be one straightjacket away from a loony bin, Captain Carrot who’s such a good guy even when royally pissed, Angua, with her angst, and the completely diabolical Lord Vetinari. There are some other unique characters, such as Lady Margalotta (a vampire suffering blood withdrawal for four years running), the mad Wolfgang, and a host of Igors.

    As usual, the lead - Sam Vimes this time around - cluelessly goes about his assigned task, nearly fails, and succeeds spectacularly through no fault of his own as the threads of the plot eventually come together in the end.

    As fun as it was (you can’t go wrong with dwarfs and trolls in the picture!) and as insane as Fred Colon gets, I didn’t enjoy it as much as, say, Going Postal, which was utterly brilliant. Still, Elephant was an enjoyable book - I blazed through it in the space of one afternoon - and presents amusing parallels with our own world, this time poking fun at the touchy subject of politics and diplomacy, and how both are games usually played for an economic advantage (the FAT mines leftover from the Fifth Elephant’s collision with Discworld.)

    I wouldn't recommend it to a first-time Pratchett reader, and it probably won't be the first I'd recommend to a fan, but it's really not TOO bad.

    daimira wrote this review Wednesday, March 19 2008. ( reply | permalink )
  • Going Postal
    • Rated 4 stars

    Alfred Spangler has been executed for multiple crimes of embezzlement, fraud, and other fancy ways of saying “stealing.” From his corpse rises Moist von Lipwig, Ankh-Morpork’s brand new Postmaster, answer to the prayers of millions of letters and would-be-nuisance to the Grand Trunk’s clacks company.

    That is, if the clacks people don’t have him killed, or the post doesn’t eat him alive, or his postmen manage to NOT drive him insane.

    Armed with his criminally honed wits and a golem, Moist promises to deliver all letters anywhere, anytime, through hail, sleet, the gloom of night, fire, and your mother’s dog.

    WOW. This book is insane. Not only that, it is also intelligent and absorbing. It reeled me, right from the thousand-year prologue. Moist made a wonderfully realistic hero, and part of what made him a GREAT hero was the fact that he’s a crook. He had the uncanny ability to make people believe the best of him, however, and that included not only his fellow A-M citizens, but me as well.

    The other characters were also great. Stanley with his OCD, and Groat with his hypochondria were CREATED to drive ANYONE insane with their existence. And the golems were cool. I FELT for Anghammarad. And he’s just a lump of rock, dammit. (Although the sub-plot was kind of "huh?")

    Perhaps the most interesting thing I found in this book was the way the A-M Post Office…evolved and improved. It made me wonder and eventually look up how OUR reality’s post office grew up. Believe it or not, at least in this book, letters (and the sending of) seem actually EXCITING, innovative, and BETTER than faster, more complicated and “hi-tech” ways of communicating. Perhaps this is Mr. Pratchett’s tribute to the dying art of (hand-)written communication, which remains the most beautiful way to keep in touch, though it has fallen somewhat into disuse.

    Over-all, it was a great book. As usual, Terry Pratchett can lure us into a world so unlike our own but peopled with characters that we know, recognize, and understand on some level, which could make the wildest, most insane story plausible. This is, in my opinion, one of the best Discworld books Pratchett has ever come up with.

    daimira wrote this review Tuesday, March 18 2008. ( reply | permalink )
  • Hogfather
    • Rated 4 stars

    It’s Hogswatch Night, and all of Discworld is caught up in the celebration of this most important of all holidays. But something is not quite right…especially when Susan Sto Helit, duchess and governess, discovers that it is not a jolly fat man dropping down chimneys to deliver presents to the world’s children but her grandfather but DEATH himself.

    I love this Discworld novel. It’s one of my favorites, not only because it has all my favorite characters in it (Death, Ridcully, all of the Unseen University), and despite of how it has one of my least favorite ones, too (Susan). It’s got more plot than Pratchett novels usually have — in the sense that there’s a distinct progression from build-up to climax and conflict and denouement, and it’s also a very wonderful satire on Christmas.

    It covers everything: the excessive commercialization of a holiday, its increasingly lost or forgotten meaning, and the shallow and fake “spirit of the season” that is left. Reflected in the mirror that is Discworld, our holiday antics become laughable, in a sad way because it’s all true.

    The best thing about this book is Death’s sympathy for humans, and how he sees things all too clearly, even though Susan accuses him of being incapable of understanding human things (such as how to operate a doorknob). Susan obviously has all the wrong ideas about “humanity,” which is funny but also true for all of us. The ultimate irony in the novel is how Death understands so much more about life than those who are living.

    Also, the thought of Death in a red suit, a fake beard, and a pillowcase tucked under his shirt is just so cute and adorable, as is his use of “HO. HO. HO,” in practically every sentence (to stay in character, you see). I also thought it was really sort of touching (and really, really CUTE) how he became so easily attached to the Hogfather role, because people are actually HAPPY to see him.

    daimira wrote this review Tuesday, March 18 2008. ( reply | permalink )
  • Guards! Guards!
    • Rated 3 stars

    Synopsis: A bunch of discontented Ankh-Morporkians have done the unthinkable: they have summoned a noble dragon, which is big, breathes fire, and possesses a rather nasty temper. It does not like being summoned at all. The only things that stands between the dragon and a barbecue the likes of which no one has ever seen are the ragged members of the Night Watch, led by the outspoken Samuel Vimes. None of them are heroes, or even hero potential (except perhaps for the new recruit, Carrot). One of them isn’t even human (the Librarian is a monkey an orangutan). Defeating the dragon is a one-in-a-million chance. But it might just work. (1)



    Comments: This is the novel that introduces us to Sam Vimes (now Duke and Commander after later books), Sybil Ramkin, and Carrot and the rest of the Watch. It’s funny, at some moments, it’s laugh-out-loud funny. (The memory of Sgt. Colon shouting “Don’t even think about it or you’re Home Economics!” leaps to mind.) Like most of Pratchett’s earlier novels, it doesn’t have proper chapters and is aided by a bit of deus ex machina in the form of a defective little swamp dragon, but it’s enjoyable nevertheless. Not quite his best, though. Far from it.



    (1) Bit of an inside joke, this. You’d have to read the novel to understand.

    daimira wrote this review Tuesday, March 18 2008. ( reply | permalink )
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