Halfman, Halfbook

4 out of 5 stars

The publisher provided a copy of this, free of charge, in return for an honest review.

The boundary between land and sea is constantly changing. Twice a day, the tides ebb and flo,w bringing water up and down the shoreline, and the weather can give us millpond stillness on the ocean or the full wrath of a winter storm, plus everything in between.

Moving between land and sea can be as easy as launching from a shallow sandy beach or almost impossible when you mix vertical cliffs and pounding waves. A harbour makes that transition between land and sea so much easier, regardless of the size of the vessel.

Banning makes the 320-mile journey from Morecambe Bay to the Sussex coast to visit his mother on a regular basis. He sometimes will use this as a stepping stone, taking the ferry to Dieppe to holiday in France. A route that I have done myself a number of times when we have holidayed there in the past. It turns out that this route was the same one that Ho Chi Minh was also on back in the early 19th century. Who knew?

This region is also on the ‘front line’. That is, if you believe the nonsense pedalled out by the right-wing press and amplified by populist far-right-wing politicians who thrive on lies and misdirection.

The truth is much more nuanced than that (read We Came by Sea for a more balanced view). Whilst there will always be the occasional troublemaker arriving in the country, they are few and far between. In fact, probably even less so than in the ranks that support the populists.

The great artist, Eric Ravilious, famous for his pastiches of the rolling Sussex downlands, is also linked to Morecambe. There he was involved in decorating the tea room in the Midland Railway Hotel on the promenade. Banning also talks about another artist that I have never come across before, Harold Mockford. Iam aware of Ravilious’ work, but not yet discovered Mockford. He writes about the decisions that we take, which shape the direction of our lives and the inherent strangeness of our lives.

We have the famous Old Harry Rocks here in Dorset, but in Sussex, that probably an even more famous set of chalk cliffs called the Seven Sisters. These are quite imposing and close to Beachy Head that I have been to the top of a few times. Banning describes them as ‘hung like white curtains’ and like Old Harry Rocks, they are a big draw for tourists, and they are both being eroded by the relentless power of the sea.

I did like this book; however, I did find it a very difficult book to categorise. It is part memoir, part art book, along with a dusting of travel writing. Along with that, it is an observation of the state of our nation through the prism of Newhaven harbour. Banning gets to see it through an outsider’s eyes, as well as noting how the artists Mockford and Ravilious interpreted it in their own  way. I really liked the art of Ian Sharp and the photos that Banning has taken. However, If I were to have one criticism of this book, I found it too short, and it left me wanting more.

3.5 out of 5 stars

The publisher provided a copy of this, free of charge, in return for an honest review.

Lieutenant Lucinda Hardy is on another commission. Her previous commission had left her with a Star of Valor award, but as it was a black op and covered under Top Secret Absolute rules. But people on her new ship knew about it, and she had no idea why it had been declassified.

Professor Frazer McLennan is investigating the inside of a Voortrekker, a ship that had crashed in the southern wastelands of Van Maartensland. He has visitors arriving soon and for someone who doesn’t like people, that is the last thing that he really wants…

Sephina L’Trel was considering her life choices. It wasn’t the most ideal moment to do so, though. She has just decapitated a mob boss, and there were lots of people trying to shoot her. On reflection, she had had better days.

A princess had been hiding in the garden playing a game with two friends. But now she has been caught and has to go and practice her scales. It was an obligation that she really didn’t want to meet, but pushing back against their will would have no effect.

A man in a cell is facing condemnation, and a priest is trying to convert him to Christianity. He doesn’t want to be converted, but relents, knowing that the outcome is, for him at least, irrelevant.

These five individuals would be there when the invasion started. They would face their greatest fears as the enemy is one that want to obliterate the human race. It is going to be messy and brutal, and their paths are inextricably linked. This story is an account of their time in the conflict.
Each of these five individuals tell the story of the invasion from their perspective, the ebb and flow as they come up against the Sturm. We learn of the alliances made between the factions, too, as the intensity of the fight back against the invaders continues after the initial surprise, but there are many losses on both sides. It builds to a high tension and fast paced ending; and that is all I will say about the plot!

It has been quite a while since I have read any military sci-fi, and I thought that this was pretty good overall. The tech feels plausible, though I can’t say I’d want to meet one of these machines that the Marines use! I thought that the plot was fairly good, thoug,h as with any series book, some of the outcomes can be guessed; it is the route there that makes the story. The characters didn’t have much depth to them, but then, this isn’t a novel for character development. I will definitely seek out the subsequent books in the series to read at some point.

4 out of 5 stars

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Stefan Advani is on a boat heading towards an island. He has been banished from the city of Shadrapar, the last of all cities on a world that is ever more alien to humanity. The island is a place where criminals are sent. His crime is agitation, subversion, and attempting to pervert the course of justice. It is a brutal place and almost no one leaves there alive…

It is bleak there. The prison is organic and is in the middle of a swamp. It is somehow kept afloat by ancient pumps that are somehow kept going by an equally ancient engineer. As well as surviving the sadistic prison warders, he has to kowtow to the prison hierarchy which is equally brutal. He doesn’t think he is going to last a week in this hellhole.

The second part of the book takes us back to the city of Shadrapar and is about the events that led up to his incarceration. He has come from a moderately privileged position, though not the upper echelons of the society there. He and some friends decide to write and publish a book. They print 50 copies of it, and no one shows any interest in it at all. Until one day they authorities decide that the book is actually very dangerous as it threatens their status quo, and if there is one thing that the people in power don’t like, it is the possibility of losing it.

His adventures take him underground, to a place that he thought only lived in the darker recesses of his imagination. To find it actually exists comes as a bit of a shock, and what he finds there makes his imagination seem quite tame in comparison. The narrative returns to the island again. Things are afoot there now, and he knows that as the tension builds, he is going to be caught up in the maelstrom.

This is quite some book. It is the first of Tchaikovsky’s that I have read, and I thought it was astonishing. Where he has imagined this world from is a complete mystery. That said, there are elements of it that do feel familiar. There are hints of Venice and the lagoon in which it is located in. The remote prison where criminals and other prisoners that the authorities want to have removed for their convenience is a common happening in societies, even today. Then he has layered that world with all sorts of things that will shock and possibly scare you in equal measure. There are two books that it reminded me of were Paradox by John Meaney and Perdido Street Station by China Miéville. If you have read and liked those books, then I can wholeheartedly recommend this too.

4 out of 5 stars

The publisher provided a copy of this, free of charge, in return for an honest review.

I first came across Lemurs when I went to Jersey Zoo (or Durrell as it was back then), and they had a number of different species that they were breeding to hopefully be able to return to the wild. They are beautiful animals and were the flagship species that they were using to promote all sorts of conservation and recovery programmes that they were undertaking in the islands of Madagascar.

This huge island off the coast of Africa is pretty unique. It has been isolated for millions of years that the evolutionary paths that the animals have taken to fill the niches that all habitats have generated richness and diversity of animals that exist nowhere else on earth. It sounds like an amazing place.

However, these animals are threatened. Partly by climate change as it slowly wreaks its havoc on global weather patterns, but mostly by humans. Yep, us. Again. So most of the 217 species that are covered in the book have some sort of habitat degradation or fragmentation, or it has just been removed wholesale because of logging and mineral extraction.

There are several sections to the book, with details on regions and habitats, places to go and see some of these fantastic mammals and even a section on those strange and often huge animals that have sadly been lost because of extinction. However, the majority of the book is about the species that can still be found there.

There is an incredibly dense amount of information in here. It is subdivided into tenrecs, bats, lemurs and carnivores. Each species has a section to itself and contains a wealth of information on the location, how threatened they are, habitat, population size and then details on where to find them should you wish to make the arduous journey to some of the more remote parts of the island.

It did take me quite a while to get through, as there is so much detailed information within. It does read like an academic journal, which is hardly surprising, really. I couldn’t quite believe how many lemur species there were! But alongside this mass of up-to-date information are wonderful photos of the species being written about, some of which are rarely photographed, given their remote location on the island. Well worth reading if you are interested in the fauna of Madagascar at any level.

This is the second Tales Of The Weird book that draws its material from Cornwall. Passey, whilst researching the first book, Cornish Horrors: Tales from the Land’s End, found loads of different stories set in the county. There were too many for that first volume, hence this second bite of the poisoned cherry…

The Spectre Ship Of Porthcurno – Robert Hunt

A very brief story of a ghost ship that would sail up the beach, across the land, and then disappear. It is linked to a man who lived in Chygwiden and who was rumoured to be a pirate or buccaneer. He loved to go to sea in the most stormy weather and always seemed to survive.

The Wrecker And The Deathship – William Bottrell

A man appeared in a village from places unknown. He was wealthy enough to live by independent means and soon married a widow. There were a suspicious number of boats wrecked on the rocks beneath his house. This would come back to haunt him in his dying days…

The Toll Of Charon – Richard Dowling

A melancholic and grim tale about a girl who is left alone in Cornwall after her father passes away. They were not from the area originally, so she had no family or other support network.
She decides that her only option is to follow her dream of selling songs and music, so heads off to London to seek her fortune…

The Ghost Of The Treasure Chamber – Emily Arnold

I liked this story about a girl who is sent from India to Cornwall to live with relatives to help with her health. On the boat over she meets a clairvoyant and is persuaded to have a session with her. She sees a man in armour in her vision and it scares and unnerves her slightly.
She settles in with her family in their house, but soon learns that they will have to leave in the coming months to service debts, unless the family legend is true…

Dr Wygram’s Son – G. M. McCrie

A very strange tale about a doctor’s son who is laid low with an illness. His father decides to treat him with a most unusual type of cure. The narrator of the story has promised in the past to be of assistance and hurries to the house in Cornwall to fulfil that.

The Man Who Coined His Blood Into Gold – J. H. Pearce

A moral tale of greed and a reminder of why you shouldn’t trust the little folk in everything that they promise. The story is set in that most Cornish of places, a mine. (No not a pasty shop).

A Pair Of Hands – Arthur Quiller Couch

A tale of a house and a maid, oh and a ghost. It is only a little ghost, who is hardly any trouble at all and had a rather sweet nature.

Aunt Joanna – Sabine Baring-Gould

An elderly, deeply religious and quite crotchety lady is neighbours to a couple. She passes away one night and they take on the responsibility of making arrangements for her funeral. Whilst sorting things out they make a discovery that surprises them. After she is interred, they are haunted by her ghost as she searches their house for what was once hers…

Father Brent’s Tale – R. H. Benson

A disturbance on the river sounds like a large ship passing. He can see where the bow wave has washed but there is nothing to see at all. What ever it was that passed by though has severely disturbed the boy in the house…

The Ghost of Carnaquilla – Elliott O’Donnell

This story reminded me of one of my favourite childhood stories, Stig Of The Dump. I liked it, but I didn’t find it very chilling or ghostly.

The Misanthrope – J. D. Beresford

A weird tale about a man who had chosen to isolate himself from humanity. He has a skill that means when he looks at people in a particular way, he sees their true character. Quite cleverly written.

Negotium Perambulans – E. F. Benson

A man who is living in a rebuilt church is found dead in that building one day. But how he is found and what is seen sends terror throughout the locals, who decide never to go near the place again.
Then, a Mr Dooliss comes and decides to rebuild the church, but is very reluctant to welcome visitors. Know one knows if the thing that is seen before will return…

The Iron Pineapple – Eden Phillpotts

This is a very odd story about a man who is driven by his obsessions, and that leads to a series of events…

Love

This section has a series of letters, poems and notes to this only planet that we have to keep us alive in this vast universe. They very from the simple four line poem to the complex and deep stanza. There are simple thanks you’s to a beleaguered planet and longer more intimate letters from people who see the bigger picture.

Loss

This is a really painful set of letters and poems to read. People are mourning the loss of animals and landscapes as humans exert mass destruction over almost every domain on the planet. It is full of anger and remorse for the damage we have caused so far and the destruction that is yet to come. The authors of these are also angry at themselves that they seem unable to make a difference and livid that politicians, who are often funded by vested interests, actively want to keep things as they are or make them worse.

Emergence

This is a reminder that we are at a turning point or crossroads with regards to the climate and collapse in natures diversity. The decisions that we collectively make in this emergency with determine our outcomes in the coming years. We could end up with a better world, or a shaky future, or societal collapse. Only time and history will tell…

Hope

Even though the news on climate is constantly grim, it looks like the 1.5°C target is long past now, there is a possibility that we could keep it under a 2°C global average. We just need comprehensive and fast political action. The authors of the pieces in this section still have hope; hope that change can happen; hope that change will have the desired effect and hope that actions large and small can make that difference.

Someone wise once told me, do not try to change the minds of those with power, they do not list and are never affected. She said to create change, go to the people. – Ashby Martin 18

Action

This final section is all about the action that we all need to take, both collectively and individually. The people writing these pieces really get the urgency behind taking this action now.

You may think that you are simply one small positive
droplet in an ocean of troubles. A droplet can’t do
anything. But if you search our ever expanding ocean
You will find millions of other small droplets with the
same mindset as yourself. Together you form a sea in
an ocean. That sea can stir a storm. That sea can
Make a change

Harkiran S. S. Dhingra 15

I thought that this was a well-balanced collection of letters, poems and other sorts of prose. It is a great mix of people that you might have heard of and, most importantly, people that you haven’t who are equally committed to seeing action on climate change. As has been said many times before, there is no planet B,  and the more we bugger this one up then the more we will be masters of our own doom. The plant will survive. We won’t.

Well worth reading in my opinion, and if you choose to read it too, then do everything that you can to help combat climate change.