Wow, KZ, this is awesome! What a menacing encounter between these two. And the imagery!
"Clouds the color of soiled wool and urine threaded past a gibbous moon.
and
overdone facades of the buildings he passed, all strung together like a lineup of gaudy, aging whores.
just to point out a couple of really striking images.
This reminds me of a combination of an R-rated version of Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury, Perdido Street Station by China Mieville (this is a compliment, ha, ha!), and Wicked Gentlemen by Ginn Hale, but it's got a real vivid and sinister feel of its own. I can't wait to read this!
Gosh, Val, I don't know what to say. Instead, I think I'll just blush. Wow.
Ray Bradbury, China Mieville, and Ginn Hale? Lordie. I can't, in my wildest dreams, conceive of this humble book (and it truly is) bearing any resemblance whatsoever to the work of these people. I have intense admiration for the novels you mentioned. All of 'em.
But gosh, how incredibly kind of you to say such things.
I didn't adhere strictly to Victorian steampunk conventions in Mongrel. For the life of me, I can't seem to respect genre strictures. :) That's why the setting isn't identified with any specific city or clearly delineated historical period. There's no heavy emphasis on gadgetry, either. The best way to describe it, I guess, is that Mongrel is itself a mongrel -- sort of a bastard offspring of fantasy and steampunk.
I just hope the whole book measures up to your expectations. (Yikes, maybe I should've toned down that first chapter!)
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*waits for everyone to come back from LJ*
Wow, KZ, this is awesome! What a menacing encounter between these two. And the imagery!
"Clouds the color of soiled wool and urine threaded past a gibbous moon.
and
overdone facades of the buildings he passed, all strung together like a lineup of gaudy, aging whores.
just to point out a couple of really striking images.
This reminds me of a combination of an R-rated version of Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury, Perdido Street Station by China Mieville (this is a compliment, ha, ha!), and Wicked Gentlemen by Ginn Hale, but it's got a real vivid and sinister feel of its own. I can't wait to read this!
Forgot to mention the pitch-perfect steampunk Victorian sounding dialog! I love Will's sales pitch. :)
I'll have to read it later - gotta go to bed soon since I have to get up at 4-freakin'-AM to catch a plane.
But I'm sure the book will be fabulous. They always are! :)
Gosh, Val, I don't know what to say. Instead, I think I'll just blush. Wow.
Ray Bradbury, China Mieville, and Ginn Hale? Lordie. I can't, in my wildest dreams, conceive of this humble book (and it truly is) bearing any resemblance whatsoever to the work of these people. I have intense admiration for the novels you mentioned. All of 'em.
But gosh, how incredibly kind of you to say such things.
I didn't adhere strictly to Victorian steampunk conventions in Mongrel. For the life of me, I can't seem to respect genre strictures. :) That's why the setting isn't identified with any specific city or clearly delineated historical period. There's no heavy emphasis on gadgetry, either. The best way to describe it, I guess, is that Mongrel is itself a mongrel -- sort of a bastard offspring of fantasy and steampunk.
I just hope the whole book measures up to your expectations. (Yikes, maybe I should've toned down that first chapter!)
Not to worry -- I can already tell that it's going to be great. I'm SO looking forward to reading this!
That was great. Seems like another winner for you, KZ! :)
Hi, Lily, and thank you -- especially for your optimism! ;-)
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