Since I ran out of Jim Butcher books to read (for now), I decided to go back to a series I started based on his recommendations. I picked up and started reading the second book in Rachel Caine’s Weather Warden series, Heat Stroke. I had read the first volume, Ill Wind, a few months ago and rather enjoyed her writing then.
Rachel Caine’s writing style is somewhat similar to Jim Butcher’s style in the Dresden Files series, but a bit more femininely-oriented. Instead of references to slasher movies, etc., there are references to fashionable attire. In place of guy-ish sexual tension and subtle female objectification, there is, well, some pretty overt male objectification. But both deal in some good fights both physical and magical in nature. And both describe the use of their respective magics as a balance of mystical powers and application of physics.
In this second volume, we see the story line from Ill Wind continued quite literally – as in almost no break in time between the arcs. It would be nearly impossible to summarize the plot of this book without partially spoiling the ending of its predecessor. So if you haven’t read the first book but plan to, I suggest you stop reading here.
Ok, for the rest of you – the end of the last book had Joanne Baldwin throwing all of her power into stopping a pretty deadly demon-based scenario from unfolding by absorbing two demon marks into herself and allowing them to effectively cancel each other out … thoroughly killing her in the process. But her newfound Djinn ally, David, saved her by converting her into a Djinn. At first this seemed a pretty sweet setup for a happily ever after, but it seems her ‘birth’ as a Djinn was a costly process that had consequences that no one had anticipated – amongst which was a rift into the Void (the realm from which demon-kind hail). So after having a couple of days to adjust to her new existence, she has to jump right into the fray of fixing some things that it seems no one else has the power to fix – including trying to keep her hair from turning up curly every time she turns solid.
Unlike the previous volume that ended in a sort of serendipity, this one ends with a pretty big cliffhanger. So naturally I will be continuing to read through book 3. So far the female perspective appreciation of hunkiness factor hasn’t turned me off to the series yet (I guess I’m that big of a geek that the weather and magic talk drive me to soldier on). But I sense more of it to come – if it becomes overwhelming I may have to cut my losses, which would be ashame as I do enjoy the overall narrative. The only complaint I can offer is that the book, while only about 200 plus pages, was divided into only 3 chapters. I guess to an extent I’ve gotten used to Butcher’s screenplay-esque chapter handling. Again, I can tolerate this as I will stop where I feel the need to stop, but it is nice to have more frequent clean breaks. But I will continue on – potentially straight through the whole series … or at least until Jim Butcher releases something else.
I finished reading the final volume of this fantasy mini-series. I read the first book borrowed on multiple recommendations. I went out and bought myself the second and third books as I worked through them. The fourth and fifth I bought simultaneously while on a recent business trip out west. And this sixth and final tome was my first ebook purchase for my Nook. I’ve been a fan throughout the arc and I am a steadfast fan to the last. But if anyone wants to borrow the series, well I can only really partially help out.
Five down, one to go (for me at least – Jim Butcher finished his work quite a while ago). My only dilemma now is whether to go out and drop the cash for the hardcover of book six so I can start reading right away, or drop hints all over the place for someone to get me a Nook for my birthday so I can download it for half the price … I guess I can attempt to practice patience – perhaps read something else in the meantime.
Oddly, this fourth volume had proved elusive (though mostly as a matter of timing). I attempted to run out and pick it up prior to my trip last week to San Francisco figuring – rightly so – that I would finish the other book I was reading before the week was through. After visiting 3 bookstores in the immediate area around my house, I threw in the towel. I finally found it while in San Fran at a Barnes & Noble that was not far from Fisherman’s Wharf (they also had the fifth book, so I picked that up too). I read half of it during train and plane rides home on Saturday.
Wow. Jim Butcher manages to continue amaze me with his writing. I’d grown addicted to The Dresden Files, and now I’ve been drawn into The Codex Alera series hook, line, and sinker. My only hope is the fact that there are only six books in the series, so I have a definite end in sight.