I've been stuck on the ship a lot lately, so I picked up Rice's
Blood and Gold from the ship's library. Good if you like Rice and want more, kind of worthless if you don't.
And since I was going to be stuck on the ship for nearly a week, I made a trip to the library. Picked up Mieville's
Iron Council. I've read about two chapters so far. I have to say I nearly put down the book before the first chapter was over, it seemed so badly written. Especially these first two paragraphs:
A man runs. Pushes through thin bark-and-leaf walls, through the purposeless rooms of Rudewood. The trees crowd him.
This far in the forest there are aboriginal noises. The canopy rocks. The man is heavy-burdened, and sweated by the unseen sun. He is trying to follow a trail.
I have to think the fragments and unnecessary commas (not to mention the stilted pacing) are intentional, otherwise I have no faith in this author, much less his editor.
Maybe the style will grow on me (like Gibson's in
Pattern Recognition). It seems like it could go either way at this point.
"It is not the literal past that rules us, save, possibly, in a biological sense. It is images of the past. Each new historical era mirrors itself in the picture and
active mythology of its past or of a past borrowed from other cultures. It tests its sense of identity, of regress or new achievement against that past.”
-George Steiner