This book is written in some sort of unholy combination of purple prose and horrible flat Hemingway-influrenced American Book writing. To wit:
"Fools who had flown too high and had not yet been shot down by the moon."
[....]
"'I want a more adventurous future than breeding horses!'"
[....]
"Their infamous Celona defense system...."
[....]
"The Kingman family did not die with whimpers."
[....]
"All I knew for certain was the title he carried: traitor."
I find all of this just instantly pretty unbearable. It's so off-putting and inept and the opposite of good style. This strikes me as the sort of hoked-up fantasy or sci-fi that is usually self-published.
I'm going to read a fun book about a cat that is actually an alien. It's written (supposedly) for kids, and is clearly better written, and witty. I think this Nick Martell book really shouldn't be read by anyone other than, perhaps, some 12-year-old fanboy who plays Dungeons and Dragons.
There are almost 600 pages of this codswallop.
"Fools who had flown too high and had not yet been shot down by the moon."
[....]
"'I want a more adventurous future than breeding horses!'"
[....]
"Their infamous Celona defense system...."
[....]
"The Kingman family did not die with whimpers."
[....]
"All I knew for certain was the title he carried: traitor."
I find all of this just instantly pretty unbearable. It's so off-putting and inept and the opposite of good style. This strikes me as the sort of hoked-up fantasy or sci-fi that is usually self-published.
I'm going to read a fun book about a cat that is actually an alien. It's written (supposedly) for kids, and is clearly better written, and witty. I think this Nick Martell book really shouldn't be read by anyone other than, perhaps, some 12-year-old fanboy who plays Dungeons and Dragons.
There are almost 600 pages of this codswallop.